ALWAYS

I laid on the sofa in complete silence. I was taking a break from unpacking while Darcy took her nap. I was bored. Over the last few months I had gotten used to spending Darcy's naps with Harry. In the beginning he just wouldn't leave my house. After a couple of weeks of him hanging around, I enjoyed the time I spent with him. He wasn't just my lover, he was my best friend. When he found out Darcy was his child, he wanted to speak to me all through her naps, wanted to know all about my pregnancy and the first years of her life.
I sighed heavily as I thought back to the moments we would spend alone at night as well. Almost every night around two in the morning I would crawl into bed with Harry because I couldn't relax or I was stressed out. We would lay together talking like we used to until I fell asleep in his arms. We were together, Harry and I. We were basically in a relationship. We just weren't having sex. I shook the thought from my mind. Harry and I were working on our relationship. We weren't officially together. I sunk into the sofa more as I tried to relax. I realized how tired I was from being on the phone with Harry all night and getting up early. I closed my eyes and sighed quietly. I wasn't comfortable on the sofa. I got up and made my way toward my bedroom. As I got closer to my room, I saw that Harry's door was open. Darcy never closed it after getting up in the morning. I walked into the room then closed the door over. I wanted to be able to hear my daughter if she needed me.
I laid down in Harry's bed. I pulled the blankets over my body and buried my face in the pillows. I inhaled deeply, taking in Harry's scent with a smile. He still wore the same cologne. The one he was wearing when we went to Italy. I loved that smell on him. It mixed with his body chemistry just right. I snuggled further into the bed as I thought of the first night we ever spent together. I closed my eyes and tried to feel him.

Harry and I walked into my small apartment. I thought it was foolish for Charles to rent an apartment for a week trip to Ireland but he insisted. I had offered to speak to Harry more in a more private place. I didn't want anyone my father knew to tell him I was spending a lot of time speaking to a man. I turned to Harry as I removed my coat and threw it on the table next to the door.
"Would you like a drink?" I asked politely.
Harry nodded, "Whatever you're going to have." He was trying to be polite and easy to please. I nodded and led him to the small living room. He sat down on the sofa and I went into the kitchen. I returned a few moments later with two glasses of wine. We had been drinking at the restaurant but when you drink and eat, the alcohol really doesn't take effect. I placed the glass in Harry's hand then sat beside him.
"So, what are you doing in Ireland?" I asked him casually. At dinner he mostly wanted to talk about me, my art.
He smiled, "Tour. We've got a few days off here. My one of my band mates is staying with his family and the rest of the boys are hanging out around them."
"And you're sitting here talking to me because?" I asked in a teasing manner.
"I find you...interesting." Harry replied after much thought.
I giggled, "I know that was a compliment but it definitely didn't sound like it." Harry laughed shyly and ran his hand through his hair. I rested my hand on his thigh. "I think you're interesting too. I wouldn't have thought to see what you saw in those photographs. I took them with a completely different view point. I like that."
Harry appeared nervous, "Thanks."
I giggled again, "What band are you in? Would I know it?"
"One Direction." Harry answered without hesitation.
"Oh really? Cool. My friend's little girl loves you guys. I'm shocked that I didn't recognize you actually." I smirked at him. He shook his head as he laughed. "What? What did I say?" I asked nervously.
He glanced up at me, "Nothing. I just I get that a lot. No woman I talk to listens to the band willingly. Usually it's their nieces or friends kids, their kids."
I shrugged, "I don't turn it off when it comes on the radio. The songs I know, I like." Harry smiled at me like he suspected I was just trying to make him feel better. "Can I show you something?" I asked him quietly. He nodded as I took his hand and pulled him up. WE walked toward the balcony area hand in hand. It was funny touching him didn't make me feel awkward. I felt anxious, excited almost. I opened the doors and we stepped out onto the balcony. I smiled as I showed off the view of the ocean.
"Whoa, this is amazing." Harry said leaning against the balcony. "You know I get a lot of shit for saying I've learned to appreciate a nice view but when you're stuck in a hotel room or some arena building all day, it's nice to see the sun hitting the ocean. Dew on the grass. Rain falling onto the leaves. It's an escape without actually leaving." Harry informed me as he gazed out over the water.
"I could understand that. I love being outside. Some of the most amazing things happen in nature." I stated. Harry smiled and nodded. "Tell me about you. I wanna know something about Harry Styles that no one else knows." Harry thought for a long moment.
He smirked at me, "I've never been in the presence of a goddess before." I lifted my eyebrow at him. "You're the heart stopping kind of beautiful. I know that I couldn't breathe when I saw you in that gallery, staring at your own photos." I smiled and bit my lip. I moved closer to him and rested my hand on his back. He looked out over the ocean again. "I wish that I could be here for a long while. It's peaceful here." Harry stated.
"Ireland is great. The people are amazing as well. So happy all of the time." I agreed with him.
Harry chuckled, "I know. My band mate is Irish. We love coming here. But I don't want to talk about me, I wanna know more about you." His eyes met mine and I felt a heat surge through my body. His eyes were amazing. They looked like the ocean after it had been shaken by a storm. I reached out and brushed a strand of hair from his eyes. He stood up straight and stepped closer to me. "Enola, are you alright?" He inquired with a tinge of worry. I set my wine glass down next to his as I kept my gaze on his. I placed my hands on his cheeks gently. His eyes closed at the moment of my touch. I ran my hands all over his face then down his neck. "I don't know if that's a good idea." Harry murmured.
"Why not?" I whispered back.
"I think I am going to kiss you." He replied.
"So kiss me." I responded hotly. In that moment, Harry pressed his lips to mine softly, holding my face in his hands like I had done to him just a few minutes before. I leaned into his kiss, pressing my chest to his. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he placed his arms around my waist. The kiss grew more passionate. I slid my hands down his chest and pushed away to look into his eyes. I saw the lust I had as well. His heart was pounding in his chest. I knew the feeling as well. Harry cradled my head in his hand and forced my lips on his again. It was a more ferocious kiss. I was melting into him. I wanted him. He wanted me. He quickly removed the kimono from my shoulders letting it fall to the balcony. I removed his sweatshirt just as fast. He walked me back into the apartment.
"Where's the bedroom?" Harry breathed against my lips.
"Through there." I pointed to a small hallway. He meshed his mouth to mine and led me into the hall. Harry lifted me from the floor. I wound my legs around his waist as he slammed me against the wall. He began to grind his hips against mine. I felt a lurch in my stomach. I needed him. I reached down and grabbed the bottom of my shirt. Harry pushed it up as I pulled. He threw my shirt to the floor. He kissed down my neck and chest to my breasts softly. I hadn't felt lips like his before. I gripped his shoulders tightly as I felt his tongue on my flesh. "Harry." I moaned softly as his tongue traced the edge of my lace bra. He smirked and placed a light kiss over where his tongue had just been. He placed his mouth over mine again and carried me into the bedroom. He slammed me down on the bed, but it didn't hurt. I wasn't used to it not being painful. I gazed up at him curiously as he pulled back. He lifted his shirt over his head and threw it to the floor. I ran my hands up his firm, toned abs and chest. He kissed me again, a bit harder this time. I melted under him as he slid his hand between my thighs. I gripped his arms tightly as he cupped my crotch. I gasped as he dug his palm into me. My hips lifted from the bed a little. Harry grinned and sat back on his legs. He took the button of my jeans between his strong fingers and unbuttoned me. He slid my zipper down, staring into my eyes. I began to tremble even though he hadn't really touched me yet. I lifted my hips so he could remove my jeans. Instead of just grabbing my jeans, he pulled my panties off too.
He chuckled, "Whoops." He threw both my jeans and panties to the floor, making me laugh. He was still smiling as he leaned over me. "Are you sure about this?" He inquired softly. I just nodded and pressed my lips to his. He reached between us, running his finger tips over my thighs slowly and lightly, making my skin tingle everywhere. I bit my lip as his lips traveled away from my mouth and down my neck. He kissed from my chest all the away down to my hips. He got to my nether region and looked up at me a bit nervously. I ran my hand through his hair as encouragement to do what he wanted. He kissed just above my slit lightly. I was anxious and ready for whatever he was going to do to me. I gasped loudly and gripped his hair when he slid his tongue against my slit. I'd never felt a mouth like his before. He was nervous and a bit shy but he was making me feeling amazing. I gasped again feeling his finger slid into me.
"Harry." I moaned as he began to pump. He smiled against my skin. He hummed as he pulled my clit between his lips. I cried out loudly.
Harry kissed his way back up to my lips. He placed a sweet kiss on me then gazed into my eyes. He unhooked my bra and pulled it off my arms. He threw it across the room. He beamed at me before he leaned down and pulled my flesh into his mouth. I moaned as he flicked my nipple with his tongue and scraped his teeth against it. I caressed his back and hips gently. I reached between us as he stimulated my breasts. I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants quickly. Harry connected his lips to mine when he realized what I was doing. We kissed passionately, with a fervor that I had never experienced in my life. I pushed his pants away from his hips. I smiled when instead of feeling boxers underneath, all I felt was his bare skin.
I broke the kiss, "No underwear?"
He chuckled, "Not today." I giggled and returned my mouth to his. I carefully and quickly flipped us over so I was on top of him. I slid off the bed to remove Harry's shoes, socks and jeans. I crawled on top of him once again after leaving his clothes on the floor. I straddled his thighs and kissed his chest softly. I then traced down his abs with my tongue. He groaned, "Oh my God." I had taken his half hardened member into my mouth. He twined his fingers in my hair and moaned. I loved the way he felt in my mouth. He was huge, well, compared to what I was used to. He was soft and smooth against my tongue. I smiled when I realized that he even tasted good. I decided that I would tell him as much. He blushed and bit his lip. He pulled me up, away from his cock. HE kissed me gently before flipping me onto my back. I gazed up at him with excited eyes. I'd never been so excited to have sex before. "Enola, are you..." Harry began. HE shook his head, "Never mind." He blushed as he asked, "Do you have condoms?" I smiled when I realized what he was going to ask me.
I shook my head, "I'm clean, Harry. If you don't want to use one." He smiled shyly and leaned forward to kiss me again. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he locked and unlocked our mouths. "Harry, I need you inside me. Please." I whispered sensually. He groaned quietly then placed himself at my entrance.
"Are you sure you want this?" He asked again. I nodded, biting my lip gently. He slid inside of me slowly. I threw my head back in pleasure. I hadn't ever felt a man like him. How hard and big he was made me writhe instantly. "Are you alright?" Harry asked as though he were struggling to breathe.
I moaned, "Oh my God, yes." He forced his lips to mine as he began to thrust steadily. I couldn't believe the way he moved his hips. His thrust were strong but didn't hurt. He was gentle and forceful at the same time. I rested my hands on his chest as his body collided with mine rhythmically. I was panting already. He made me feel so amazing. My body was lighting up from the inside out. Electricity ran through our bodies as he made me reach my first orgasm. He stopped thrusting for a moment to let me catch my breath. I buried my hands in his hair and pressed my forehead to his. "Don't stop, baby. Don't stop." I panted. Harry kissed my temple as he began to pump into me again. I yelped at the intense feeling of pleasure.
Harry collapsed beside me. He was completely out of breath and exhausted. His orgasm was intense and so was mine. I laid still and silent as I trembled. I wanted more of him. I rolled onto my side and rested my hand on his chest. He smiled and placed his hand over mine. He rubbed my skin gently.
"Are you okay?" I asked him quietly.
He nodded, "I'm amazing." He was still reeling from the sex.
I crawled on top of him with a smirk, "Let's do it again." He grinned and thrust into me again. He still felt so large even though he was soft. I gasped and then moaned. He gripped my hips then lifted his head for a kiss.
I turned onto my back in Harry's bed. I stared up at the ceiling. I had made myself aroused thinking of that first night I spent with the man I would fall in love with. I smirked and pulled my phone from my pocket. I texted Harry: I'm in your bed. I'm feeling cheeky after thinking about the first night we ever spent together. Is this what you wanted? I smirked and through my phone onto his night stand.

Notes

What do we think about this little glimpse into their past? I know its probably already been inferred with how they've spoken about it but...

And the vote is still on: New story or some one shots one the 23rd? Let me know what you think.

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