Before I met Harry

I had been with Scott for a year now and our relationship was always great. Now that I thought about it, we barely argued. And he was always really sweet to me. I'd just gotten home from work, noticing Scott's car in the driveway. He usually got home around the time I did but I'd taken the long way home to avoid traffic. I put the car in park and shut off the engine before making my way up the path that led to our home. We'd bought it a couple of months ago together and had yet to finish unpacking all the boxes.

Winter:
"Babe?"

I called through the house after unlocking and closing the door behind me. He hadn't answered. I thought maybe he'd be in the shower by now. I walked over to the refrigerator desperate for a drink of water, peering into the mirror as I passed. As I grabbed the handle my eyes fluttered shut, realizing Scott had just entered the room.

Scott:
"How was your day?"

He asked drying the remainder of the water from his hair with one of the new towels I'd bought a few days earlier. I smiled to myself as I looked at how beautiful he appeared to me. He smiled waiting for my reply.

Winter:
" Better now."

I said honestly. He walked forward, and I back as he pinned his body to mine against the frig. I was use to this. Cold blue orbs peering down at me. He looked into my eyes before taking my lips with his. I took in his scent, overwhelming me with butterflies. He was warm, moving down to the skin on the left side of my neck, just below my ear biting softly between kisses. I felt the familiar sensation of his touch spilled though my body. I loved him. More than anything. More than anyone. These moments were what I lived for.

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It was Friday now so I could finally let my hair down. A few of my friends had somehow tricked me into going out with them tonight so I thought I'd shower and get ready. Scott had decided to go watch the game with his friends, and I thought it was a good idea to keep him from waiting up for me. I decided on a fitting dress that was a bit too revealing for my taste, but it was a gift Scott had given me for my birthday last month. I slid on my platform pumps Caitlin had given me as well; thinking now would be a better time than any to finally wear them. My hair hung long and heavy down my back, soft waves in its natural darkness. I fingered through them gently when I heard the car pull into the driveway out front. The door sounded with a knock and I grabbed my keys before heading out. I swung the door open, still adjusting to its weight before stepping out.

Julie:
"Winter ! We've missed you."

She'd expressed through the tightly embraced hug. I honestly hadn't seen much of them after Scott and I got serious. It wasn't intentional. Sometimes it just happens when you love someone as much as I loved him. Life was hard to imagine now, without him beside me.

Winter:
"I'll be better, I promise."


I told them in reassurance. I really had felt bad about it. I was seated in the passenger side of the Range Rover as Caitlin navigated us to the club. It'd been forever since I last been out and with work and everything I could hardly find time for it or them anymore. But this was a girl’s night, and I needed to relax a little. A drink wouldn't hurt, right?


We'd been in the club for about 10 minutes when I found myself to the bar watching as my friends took the dance floor. I sat by myself "Rum and coke, please." I told the bartender without looking up.

"Sure beautiful."

I heard a pleasantly deep voice reply back over the club's speakers. I looked up out of extreme curiosity. He was breathtaking. Deep green orbs, like mine, took me by surprise through the contrast of his silky curls that lay like the waves of the sea. I concentrated on keeping my discoveries clear of my facial expression choosing to look down after he took notice.

"You okay ?"

He shouted in concern.

Winter:
"I'm fine, thanks."

I said more convincingly then I'd thought. I watched as he made my drink, keeping his eyes locked on mine. I found it hard to blink. He was really hot. I watched at the girls swarming the bar looked at me in agreement. He took his time,and I silently praised him for it. My eyes followed as he handed me my drink, our hands touching briefly. He seemed oblivious to the attention he was getting by every woman at the bar as his eyes remained locked to mine. I needed to go. I felt guilt from admiring him from cross the counter in such a way... I'd only ever felt this with Scott these days. I made a quick exit; slipping the money and a handsome tip toward him before grabbing my drink and jolting.

Winter:
" Thanks."

I'd mouthed to him as I turned to walk away. It'd been so crowded and my friends weren't where I’d left them last. I guided myself sliding and pushing past guys who made it no secret they wanted me for the night. It took what seemed like forever to reach the corner when I peered out through the crowd to get a better look. It was no use. Too dark to identify faces let alone find the ones I’d been searching for. I'd backed up, choosing to lean against the wall while I took small sips of my drink. It was really strong. Burning intensely as it traveled down my throat. I’d began to regret the size of the cup he’d given me, but I continued. I never was a girl to take alcohol well so I decided against gulping it down.

Winter:
"Excuse me, Sorry."

I said to the person I bumped into while backing against the wall.

"It's okay."

I froze. Choosing not to look up to the person that now towered over me. I knew it was him. I had not long ago experienced this same scent with a voice that gave me butterflies. Was this a crush? I didn’t understand the signals my body constantly shot to my brain in this moment. I heard him laugh obviously aware of the fact that I pretended not to notice him. He stepped in front of me. Curls coming to view as I took in his build. His torso adorn by a Snow White v neck with tight skinnies that were of a dark shade.

"Dance with me."

He said through a grin.

" I don't bite."

He added after realizing my unwillingness.

Winter:
"I have a boyfriend, sorry."

I wanted him to leave me alone. To walk away because there wasn't room for a guy like that in my life. I belonged to someone else, and these thoughts I felt were wrong. I wondered about his intentions with me anyway. Me. While I watched as girls continued to take in his appearance.

"Is that a yes?"

His eyebrows knitted together in concentration before a slight grin came over him as he peered down. The butterflies swarmed again as I experienced his dimples for the first time as he smiled. I admired silently as he looked down motioning his hand toward mine. I didn't reject him. He pulled gently as I walked behind him, following through the crowd of people. I thought about leaving him to find my girls, when he stopped suddenly causing me to fall into him. He held me while I regain my footing. Taking my hand in his again. I gently tugged away facing away from him. Whatever this was, was beginning to feel like a bad idea. He came behind me tilting the cup in my hand up to my mouth.

"Do me a favor, babe... Relax."

He soothed into my ear from behind. I obeyed his words, letting the cool burning liquid down my throat quickly. I felt him against me. A familiar sensation ran through me with his touch. I started to move against him as familiar song filled the place. I enjoy it as his hands wondered around my waist. It was only dancing right? My cup became empty sooner than I'd imagine. I enjoyed him against the place where my dress met my thigh. We danced closely for what seemed like forever in the center of the floor when he turned me to face him. His expression more serious than when we'd first met, he leaned in, hands firm on my face. His soft lips brushed the side of my cheek. Observing me closely, testing if I'd reject him. He moved further down gentle kissing my neck. I felt overwhelmed with the tingling sensation rooting from my fingertips, jolting through my body. My mouth parted slightly, whimpering quietly under the club's music. His hands gripped tighter around my waist bringing me impossibly closer. They lingered there before dropping lower, hovering over my bum. I didn't stop him. I encouraged his chin up from my neck, to the warmth of my lips. He started softly pecking, obvious pleased by my reaction. I didn't care. I needed him. I didn't know why I burned so much for this when I'd hardly known him. His tongue danced with mine as we passionately embraced each other. I felt only him. The scent of him. Until I didn't. He let go drawing back, causing the distance between us to increase. I missed him. My eyes fluttered open as he grinned down at my reaction. He intertwined our fingers and I follow behind him hungrily. He led us to the edge of the place in a darkly lit corner. I stilled failed to spot my girls. Had they left me? How long had I been here? He gently pressed my back against the wall, kissing me more urgently than the previous time. Nipping at my neck as he slipped his tongue across the open flesh between my boobs. Everything was happening so fast. My mind proving harder, and harder to process it all.

" I love your dress."

He spoke in admiration. His voice alone, pleased me.

Winter:
"Thanks, ..."

I started before realizing I never asked his name. He opened his eyes revealing his matching orbs to me. They were darker now.

"Tell me your name"

He'd asked as if interpreting my thoughts.

Winter:
" W-winter,"

I stuttered. Still dizzy from his contact and my consumption of alcohol. I really shouldn't drink. His hands grew higher now pressing circles on my inner thigh as he position his body to shield me from the rest of the club. A soothing gesture that only made me hotter. He watched me closely, questionably in fear of a negative reaction. His lips met mine again while brushing his fingertips against the front of my underwear. My heart raced, body aching for relief. For more of him. He leaned back meeting my gaze as he repeated his actions. I bit my lip in encouragement as he watched me. He was beautiful. His eyes starred as if to see through me. To see everything I desired from him. He brushed the lace to the side and gently began touching over my most sensitive spot. Again and again as he watched me in awe. I moaned out loud, but no one heard me. The world went on, as we stood here. Oblivious to our steamy actions. My fingers pulled him closer by the top of his skinnies, slipping my hand across his toned stomach in encouragement. His index slipped further down, teasing my entrance. I'm not this girl. I wanted it so bad. His emotions were difficult to read.

Winter:
"Please."

I begged into his ear, pulling him closer. I was now at his mercy. He hiked my dress up slightly, pressing in and slowly moving back and forth while drawing small circles to my front with his thumb. I felt weak. My legs threatened to close but he quickly held them open with his free hand. I couldn't think. My senses were impaired. He drew deeper. Tingling sensations flushing through my body, again it again. He moved quickly now. I was nearing the end, his fingers touched me expertly in and out while he watched me fall apart in front of him. I'd never felt this before. He hugged me closer, continuing the movements of his hands as he kissed my neck patiently. I was nearly there when he moved his lips below the place near my earlobe. Biting and pressing his lips to the skin.

Winter:
“I-I thought you didn't bite.”

I said in more of a moan then sarcastically as I intended. He moved one hand to the back of my thigh to get a better hold. And that was it. Everything blurred in my hot release, knees giving out in that moment. A pool of hot words leaving my mouth. I fell into him as he held me protectively. I felt his hands grab my waist in precaution. He trailed my shoulder with his face, his curls creating goose bumps in the process. Lips pressing to my ear now.

"I'm Harry."

I heard distantly as darkness consumed my vision. And I was out.

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