The Night I Met Harry

I took deep breathes as I buckled her into the seat belt of Julie’s car. I’d given her the pacifier before shutting the door and hugging Julia goodbye. The car pulled off as I waved and headed back for the house. I pulled the door behind me, locking it and heading for the stairs.

Harry:
“Winter I-”

Winter:
“I don’t want to talk about it.”

I continued until I’d come to the room at the end of the hall. I closed it before pacing silently. I needed my inhaler in reach. I walked over and sat there in a chair in the corner of the room as I desperately tried to clear my head of everything. It bugged me how all would be perfect for awhile only to get shattered again. I never doubted how important I was to him but it didn't fail to cross my mind at times. This was definitely one of those times. It was quiet here. I watched as the leaves of the trees visible through the window blew with the encouragement of the wind. The snow had already lightly dusted the earth making it a leveled contrast to my outlook.
I hadn't been alone long when I heard his footsteps along with the creak of the door. I sighed immediately wanting nothing more than to further avoid this conversation.

Harry:
"... If I knew what she was up to I wouldn't have invited her."

I didn't look over at him in fear it'd trigger an argument. My eyes closed briefly.

Winter:
"Wait. So...You invited her here?"

I spoke slowly so I'd been making the situation clear for my brain's process. My tone rose slightly with the new information.

Harry:
"Well...not formally. At the market that day I told her she should stop by sometime. I honestly didn't think she would, I was just being polite."

I closed my eyes to resume my carelessness.

Winter:
"I guess I'm just a prop."

I mumbled quietly to myself. The aggravation seemed to brew and I wondered silently if it had much to do with the change in hormones. It was clear he'd heard from his facial expression. He'd been about to interject when I started.

Winter:
"Listen. I just want to be by myself for a minute if that's okay."

His eyebrows lifted as if the statement had been absurd. He stepped in the room completely and closed the door behind him.

Harry:
"You're not allowed to do that...just push me away anytime something happens. You always do that."

Winter:
"How many are there?"

Harry:
"Pardon?"

Winter:
"Because I'm pretty sure none of them are interested in just being you're friend, so you shouldn't entertain it... Unless of course you want to, then it's none of my business."

He leaned against the bed in the middle of the room as if it gave him mental stability. It was the room down the hall from ours I'd come to it to think before I said anything unreceptive. I hadn't had much time which hinted the frustration. It was beautiful in here though we rarely visited. The light from the window gave it a nice feel. He'd done a great job in selecting this house himself, being that guys usually needed a female's opinion.

Harry:
"Winter, stop. Everything I do is your business."
I stood quickly for my opportunity to leave.

Winter:
"I'm just going to leave...I'll be back."

Harry:
"No."

Winter:
“Thirty minutes, it’ll be quick.”

My wrists were caught gently to restrict me from escaping. I tried to avoid eye contact because I understood it also meant avoiding the tears. I hated being so emotional...I wouldn’t deny how weak he made me.

Harry:
"Come here."

He tugged me opposite of him, picking me up and sitting me on the bed. His lips hovered over mine though he didn't peck. They trailed my neck in a teasing manner as my fingers were caught with his.

Winter:
"Harry seriously. I'm not in the mood."

It was like I hadn't said anything at all. My eyes remained shut as he encouraged me back to lie on the bed. I felt my body giving in subtly without my permission. We didn't dispute for long these days.

Winter:
"Harry."

I pleaded. But apparently only I could hear me. My jeans were pulled down before I'd realized. My underwear followed quickly when he began. An exhaled moan left my body as he pleasured it with his tongue. This wasn't fair. He held my legs to keep them from shutting. His touch trailed them gently causing the pain of my brain to numb under his touch. He looked at me with hungry eyes. I clinched the sheets as I came to noticed how well he knew my needs. I was still so pissed at him but it began to dissolve slowly like does sugar for warm water. I felt almost there when he'd stopped to kiss his way back up to face level.

Harry:
"What did I tell you about shutting me out?"

The question was asked as I felt him fully slide in. My lips parted with my eyes to watch him. His tone seemed as though he’d been upset with me. The natural light of the outside shined in his orbs, his dark eye lashes created small lines of shadow from the exposure. I was so in love with him, I still questioned why I fought it at times. He moved slowly as my reactions held his attention. Almost as if he needed proof that I'd been enjoying him, there was never a time I didn't. He was warm and filling, a feeling I'd never get tired of.

Harry's POV:

Her frame was still small. She was only a few weeks so her stomach was flat and smooth against mine. I learned long ago that sometimes what she wants more than anything is for me to stop her from leaving when she's upset. There would never come a time when I wouldn't. Especially now. She meant too much for me to just let her slip away. Especially for girls that meant nothing to me. It was comical to think about but I expected her to react the way she did. It would have bothered me if she hadn't reacted at all. But that was Winter.

I rubbed against her to accommodate her sweet sounds. They were unique and pleasurable to my ears as I bit her skin between my teeth. She felt a little warmer than usually but I wouldn't press it until after she'd finished and I'd had her cuddled into me. The feelings she gave me intensified as she clinch around me in her release. It was like a high loosing myself on top of her as I spilled uncontrollably. A smiled graced her face as she watched. The feeling of her fingertips rubbing soothingly in my scalp caused me to nuzzle into her in reaction. In that moment I couldn't move if I wanted to...but I was sure she knew that.

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She woke to a dimmer daylight as my hands fingered idly in her dark hair. My attention drew away from my laptop to her as she began to move to shake her sleepiness.

Harry:
"Hey."

Winter:
"…Hey."

She leaned up slightly on her elbows, her skin was beautiful, her hair messy and unique against the contrast of the sheets. She held them against her chest to conceal her warmth. Her shoulders were bare as she lay completely naked underneath it.

Harry:
"You okay?”

Winter:
"...I'm alright. I still feel really tired though."

Harry:
"Your skin's really warm. You may have a fever."

She sat up completely, pushing her hair from her way of vision.

Winter:
"Is the heat on?"

Harry:
"I turned it up because you were shivering a bit. Are you still cold?"

Winter:
"It's fine. I'll just get a tea or something in a minute."

I grabbed her small hands to cup in my large ones.

Harry:
"…Tell me you were just mad, and you didn't mean all that stuff."

She looked down to study the patterns of the bedding.

Winter:
"I didn’t, I'm sorry... She just pissed me off, and you were catching some of that..."

It didn't surprise me to hear, and there was no doubt I’d be having a heated talk with Savannah later.

Winter:
“Stay away from her. I’m not kidding.”

Her hands squeezed mine in reaction of the thought. I tried my best to conceal my humor at how dominant she was becoming.

Harry:
“Okay.”

I kissed her hand gently causing her to loosen her grip. My lips were pecked soon after as if she'd missed me during her sleep. Or maybe it was an extinction of her apology.

Winter:
"You do realize it probably gets worse... You know, when my hormones are raging."

I smiled over at her as her phone began to ring. She picked it up from the table beside the bed, glancing before answering.

Winter’s POV:

Winter:
“Hello?”

Danny:
“So you answer when I call but you don’t text back. Interesting logic.”

Winter:
“Shut up, I didn’t hear it. I just woke up.”
Danny:
“So you can’t come over for a chest game?”

Winter:
“I totally would, but I don’t think Harry would want me driving in the snow… another time?”

Danny:
“Sure. Of course, just call.”

Winter:
“Sorry.”

Danny:
“It’s cool. Later.”

I hung up the phone realizing I could probably use the mind stimulation but there still was no way.

Harry:
“So…where am I saying no to you going?”
Winter:
“Danny’s.”

Harry:
“Yea, no.”

I rolled my eyes playfully as I watched him head for the door.

Harry:
“I’m making you dinner.”

Winter:
“Harry I’m not even hungry.”

He stopped to face me again.

Harry:
“You haven’t eaten at all today. That’s not cool.”

It wasn’t my fault. My eating habits depended solely on however my body felt these days. I figured there was little point in arguing with him or I’d just get a repeat of the first round… That actually wasn’t a bad idea.

Winter:
“Soup?”

He nodded before heading out leaving the door open behind him.

Notes

Didn't have class today, so here you go. Hoped you like :) Hey to the new subs !!!