In the heat where you lay
I could stay right here and burn in it all day

Lara stared at the message with a look of disbelief. Louis and Eleanor had broken up? Louis needed to talk to her? About what, she wondered, but she did not have more time to dwell on it with Harry leading her into the bedroom and pushing her forward onto the bed.

“I want you on your hands and knees.” He said and she did as she was told. He slowly slipped off her underwear and she faced forward, listening to the sound of Harry unzipping his jeans and reaching for a condom.

“I’ve been making love to you all morning. Now I want to fuck you hard. Is that okay?”

“Yes.” Lara squeaked. She could feel his fingers touching her between her legs, feeling to see if she was wet,

“Nice and wet… you must want it.” Harry said. “Do you?”

“Yes.” Lara said wanting to look over her shoulder but bowing her head down in anticipation.

Without another word Harry plunged his cock into her and she squirmed for a moment as she tried to adjust to his size. He fucked her just as he promised, not relenting for a moment as he rammed into her repeatedly, driving every single thought of Louis right out of her mind.

“Does it hurt?” He suddenly asked when he heard a little whimper escape from her lips.

“A little.” Lara panted. She then felt his hand between her legs as he began to play with her sensitive bundle of nerves, slowly rubbing in a circular motion until she cried out. The contrast of pain and pleasure almost made her head spin as Harry continued his simultaneous rhythmic stroking and fucking.

“Fuck.” He ground out and she arched her back slightly only to hear him groan with pleasure.
“Fuck Lara, what are you doing to me?”

Instead of just taking it, Lara began to push back on his cock, grinding herself against him, rubbing herself against his fingers which were now slick with her wetness and allowing him to pleasure her smoothly. Harry stilled himself, allowing her to take control, and she bounced on his cock, relishing the moment of taking over. Harry suddenly began to move, more slowly this time, creating a steady rhythm that made Lara want to scream out. She tried to assert her dominance by pushing back, but by now Harry used his hands to grip her waist, controlling the situation once again.

“Come for me.” Harry murmured, “Do you want to?”

She was so close that she knew just the flick of his finger could make her fall apart. Harry stilled his fingers causing Lara to groan in frustration.

“Harry please.” She murmured.

“Say it.” He said.

“Please make me come.” She begged. Thankfully he didn’t push her any further, picking up the pace until she came undone loudly and quickly. He followed not long after, riding out the orgasm with an uncontrollable intensity she had not felt before. His sweaty body collapsed on top of her and they both fell on the bed in a heap: Lara lolled on the bed, her eyes half closed, feeling herself still throbbing with the after effect.

“You exhaust me.” Harry told her and she poked him in the ribs in response.

“I exhaust you? You’re the one who can’t get enough.”

“Yeah well I can’t help it.” Harry said as he rolled face down on the bed. Lara slung her arm around him until she was half lying on him, and they lay there for a few minutes in spent silence.

“Do you want a cup of tea?” Lara asked.

“I think I’m going to like having you around.” Harry smiled. He was soon pulling on his boxer shorts and entering the bathroom. Lara moved to the kitchen, casually picking up her phone as she did. She read the message Louis sent again.

Eleanor and I broke up. Need to talk.

She stared at it for a moment, wondering why Louis wanted to speak to her. The thought consumed her for a moment and she did not notice Harry enter the kitchen until he spoke.

“So what did he want?”

“Huh? Who?” Lara asked.

“Louis.” Harry said flatly. “I saw who the call was from, you know.”

“He and Eleanor have broken up.” Lara said, trying to gauge Harry’s reaction.

“Yeah I know.” Harry said. “I could hear them arguing from my hotel room when we were in Paris.”

He watched as Lara prepared the cups of tea, and seemed to be carefully considering his words.

“They kept fighting about a girl.” He continued, regarding Lara closely, “Something must have happened.”

“Really?” Lara said lightly even though her heart began to beat faster. She did not meet his eyes as she stirred Harry’s tea before sliding it over the counter toward him.

“Do you know what that’s all about?” Harry asked.

“How would I know?” Lara shook her head innocently.

“Mmm.” Harry replied and Lara did not know if he was referring to Louis or the tea he was drinking.

Lara followed Harry to the couch where he sat down and stretched his long legs on the coffee table.

“You know I’m leaving for the US tomorrow don’t you?” He asked.

“No. Really?” Lara’s heart sank at the thought. She knew he was in the middle of a promo tour but she had no idea about the details.

“For four days.” Harry told her. “New York and LA.”

Memories of LA flashed in her mind and she caught Harry smiling at her as if he knew what she was thinking about.

“That’s probably why I’ve gone a bit crazy on you today…” He said with a smirk. “I guess I’m trying to get what I can before I go again.”

His hand sat on her thigh where he squeezed it gently, his smirk now gone, his eyes softening.

“I wish I could take you with me.” He said. “I want you to be part of it too, you know?”
Lara looked down at his hand to see the still visible bruises.

“Does it hurt?” She asked softly.

“It was worth it.” Harry said with a small smile.

“Why did you do it?”

“Why do you think?” Harry replied swiftly.

Lara tried to picture Harry fighting Ben and the thought made her sick to the stomach.

“I don’t want you getting hurt.” She told him, lacing her fingers through his.

“It had to be done Lara. He deserved everything he got.” Harry said angrily.

“Just forget about him.” Lara quickly said. “Please… he’s out of my life now.”

“He’d better be.” Harry warned. ”Seriously Lara… I don’t want you seeing him again… especially when I’m gone.”

“”I wasn’t planning to.” Lara grumbled.

“Good.” Harry snapped back.

Lara sat there sipping her tea and wondering why other than when they were having sex, all their conversations seemed to end in arguments. She snuck a look at Harry to catch him looking at her apologetically.

“I’m only here for the day…I don’t want to spend it fighting with you.” He said.

“Neither do I.”

“Well then come and sit a little closer to me then.”

The cheeky glint in his eye made her smile as she shifted over to sit next to him. As she settled her mug on the coffee table, she turned to see him watching her with a sad look in his eyes. She knew there were a lot of unsaid words and more important things that they could be discussing, but what she wanted the most right now was for her to nestle under his arm, and let him hold her close once more.

X

Harry was up early the next day, packing his duffel bag with a few things he wanted to take on-board the plane. Lara opened a sleepy eye and rolled over to watch him.

“Sorry… I didn’t mean to wake you.” Harry said.

“That’s okay…I wanted to wake up with you. Why didn’t you wake me?”

“You looked so peaceful… couldn’t bring myself to do it.”

He zipped up the duffel bag before pulling on his jeans.

“Don’t understand why they want us to be up so fucking early.” He muttered, “Are you working today?”

“Nope… but I am tomorrow.”

“Good. Keep yourself busy.”

“Busy?”

“Yeah… you know. Keep your mind off stuff.” Harry couldn’t quite meet her eyes and she felt annoyed. What did he think she was going to do?

“Are you gonna miss me?” Harry suddenly asked playfully.

“What do you think? Are you gonna miss me?”

“What do you think?” Harry asked. He glanced at the time and his lips curled up into a smile.
He fell onto the bed next to her, “I’m early.”

“Early?” Lara asked as he pulled back the sheets and hooked his finger over her pyjama bottoms.

“Mhmm,” Harry responded. “I got a little time on my hands.”

He pulled the shorts off and kissed her exposed hip. His hands moved to spread her legs and his lips travelled up to her lips. She responded eagerly, pausing only when she could feel his finger stroking her. He continued to kiss her until she could feel herself getting wet with anticipation and this is when he slowly inserted his finger. Lara’s moans were muffled by his kiss as he pumped his finger in and out. He then inserted a second finger and a third and before long Lara was desperately bucking against them. It did not take long for him to bring her to the brink and just as she was ready to be tipped over the edge, Harry withdrew. He was quick to undress before thrusting his now throbbing length into her. His thrusts were hard and fast and Lara wrapped his legs around him, allowing him to take control. It was quick and hot and Lara did not hold back when she felt herself come hard against him. He followed not long after with a loud groan as he called out her name.

“Fuck.” He moaned.

Lara could not help but smile at his flushed face,

“”Now that’s what I call a quickie.” He said trying to catch his breath.

“And with ten minutes to spare.” Lara teased.

“No no no… you’ve exhausted me enough. I’m getting out of here.” Harry scrambled to zip up his jeans but not before pulling her into his arms.

“I love you Lara… you know that?” He breathed into her ear.

She responded by kissing him on the lips and pulled back to see him watching her in wonder. His phone chose that moment to beep and he picked it up to check his messages. Lara watched as his eyes widened.

“What the fuck…” He muttered to himself.

“What is it?” Lara asked,

“Louis.” Harry said. “He’s not coming with us. He’s just sent me a message.”

“Why?” Lara asked curiously.

“It says here he’s sick. The flu or something… but the promo hasn’t been cancelled for the rest of us.”

“Wow.” Lara responded, not knowing what else to say.

“Oh well.” Harry stood up and checked his reflection in the mirror. He grabbed his duffel bag and checked the time again. His phone seemed to ring in response and Harry quickly answered it.

“Yep, I’ll be down.” He said. Lara quickly pulled on her shorts and followed him out to the front door.

“Be good.” Harry said, giving her a warm hug,

“You too.” She responded with a kiss.

And then he was gone. Lara sat on the couch, still feeling the burn of his kiss on her lips and the burn of his touch down there. She was contemplating on whether to have breakfast or go back to bed when she heard the sound of her phone ringing. Lara quickly grabbed it, thinking maybe Harry had forgotten something, and answered it without checking who it was from.

“Hello?”

“Lara.”

She froze at the sound of Louis’s husky voice.

“Louis?”

“Yep.” He began to cough dramatically. “Did you hear the news?”

Lara remained silent and waited for him to continue.

“I’m sick.” He spluttered. “So so sick, I can’t even go to the US.”

“That’s too bad.” Lara said lightly.

“Not really.” Louis suddenly stopped coughing and used his regular voice.

“Why?”

“Because I didn’t want to go.” He said and then he laughed.

“Louis, are you sick or not?” Lara asked.

“Not.”Louis replied. “I want to see you. Come over?”

“What?” Lara frowned.

“”I said I want you to come over,” He said. “Please.”

Notes

I wasn't going to update so quickly but here it is anyway...

Hope you liked the chapter. If you comment, you are automatically awesome in my eyes. :)

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