The Night I Met Harry

I'd taken a nap after my shower earlier when the aftereffects drew fatigue to my body.Though my eyes weren't yet open, I knew he'd drawn the blinds from the light's exposure. I was waken with a tug at my legs down the bed, the duvet snatched away from my body. He fiddled with my underwear for a second, as I noticed the daylight had become prominent now that the day was half old.

Winter:
"Harry, what are you doing?"

I mumbled in my state of absence. Nothing in life made sense until around five to ten minutes after I'd awake. I'm pretty sure everyone in my life knew that by now including Allison.

My hands felt my hair as his warm tongue told me what he'd been up to. Light sounds left me at their own pace. He was slow and accurate in his actions, fingers climbing up underneath his large shirt I'd been wearing to the rounds of my braless chest. He sucked, holding me in place with his other hand as I unsuccessfully tried to wiggle away from him. The feeling was so intense. The sparks could be felt in every inch of me. I reached for the scalp of my hair for stability but I hadn't received much.

He moved in a different motion, using my responses as judgments. I felt his large finger suddenly, slowly move at a rhythm similar to our love making.

Winter:
"God, Harry. I love that."

It encouraged him more. I hadn't thought this much physical and emotional pleasure was possible until him. He was something I'd grown addicted to...and I wasn't embarrassed to realize it. Holding out wasn't an option anymore. The curls trickling on the skin of the inside of my thigh instigated the end.

His name left repeatedly as my eyes closed out the view of the ceiling.

He placed kisses there as I grew sensitive to his touch. His head could be felt progressing upwardly against my body.

Winter:
"What..."

Special attention was giving to my stomach. He'd rubbed and pecked around my belly button. The small bump was progressing now. If I had any trace of a gut before I probably still wouldn't notice it.

Winter:
"...Was that for..?"

Not that I was complaining. I could barely even talk at this point.

He smiled, slipping my mouth his tongue to caress me. I took it as always with hunger.

Harry:
"I don't know. I got bored."

I smiled into it at how silly he could be. Smothering him close with my arms.

Harry:
"Plus, I came to check on you and you were just lying there. All balled up in my shirt."

I had a habit of doing that anytime I'd put them on. Just curl my knees up into my chest underneath it, buried with his scent. I found it interesting that he noticed.

Harry:
"Adorable. I couldn't just leave you alone...Now come and watch Thor with me. You have me stuck on that stupid movie."

Winter:
"It is not stupid."

There was an aroma in the house that sent me in predator mode. I hadn’t eaten before I'd gone to sleep and we all know what that kind of hunger feels like.

Winter:
"Harry, what did you eat?"

I regretted my word choice as soon as I'd seen his facial expression in reply. I slapped my hands over my face, sliding then down in error. Apparently this was so amusing to him as he held the wall for stability. His laugh was the best, so secretly I didn't mind.

Winter:
"Stop, seriously Harry. I want those fries from that place we went last week."

He didn't stop laughing. A smirk formed at his playfulness forgetting how old we were.
I'd gotten up and taken his ear between my thumb and index, the pain encouraging his cooperation.

Harry:
"Alright. Okay, okay. We'll go now."

Hands hugged my waist intimately and I'd released my grip. The mirror behind us had suddenly brought something I hadn't noticed before to my attention.

Winter:
"Do you see this? Gosh, you're a bitter."

I revealed all the marks of passion on my neck to him, pulling the neck of the shirt down a little further. He kissed as if to increase their stain.

Winter:
"We have to go now, I'm hungry."

He headed to look for his keys and I'd headed for the bathroom to freshen, taking a better look with the closer mirror.

Winter:
"Edward Cullen."

I'd mumbled to myself, investigating closely.

Harry:
"What was that?!"

He yelled from outside of the door.

Winter:
"Nothing! Love you!"

--


He caught my arm just as I'd been about to trip on the the shoelaces that'd unraveled themselves on my converses.
Harry:
"Jesus."

I knew he was annoyed with me and this bad habit by now because I'd been annoyed with it myself. I sighed, thanking him silently as I caught his hand. He'd lifted and sat me up high on the nearby wooden rail that lined the deck we were crossing to get someplace for lunch. I'd been craving those fries now with the salt that quenched my taste buds.

Harry:
"Hold on."

He placed my hands on his shoulders as he moved his attention downward to tie the lace securely. He'd finished, wiping his hair upward from his face to greet the sun. I was picked up and put back down, his fingers looping with mine as a precaution this time.

Every time I'd done something stupid like that I'd felt like more a of a child then a future mother. I hoped he hadn't been seeing me the way I saw myself in that way.

Harry:
"Watch where you're going, okay."

He kissed the side of hand opposite of the grip he held.

--

Harry:
"You like the curly ones, right?"

I nodded as he sat down, pushing the pile in front of me. A smile resembled on my face in after thought.

Winter:
"I don't think I'm this greedy yet, share with me."

I'd began eating lightly. They were perfect. He'd bothered me about ordering something else but this was all my body had taste for. The best thing I've learned is not to question it, because it can easily tear my day apart.
We sat across from each other gradually decreasing the contents of the bowl with time. We talked about the things he'd planned for us when we'd returned back home. Mom had gotten most of my things but I guess there was never enough when it came to your first born. I let him in on my feelings about the closet room to ours being too far down the hall with the others. There were baby monitors and things but I knew I'd want her close for the first few months.

Harry:
"We'll figure it out."

He replied on the subject after we'd gone through the different scenarios.

Harry:
"I'm glad you're eating, but not too much alright. We're going on a boat later and I don't want you to get sick."

Winter:
"We're going on a boat today? When were you going to tell me that?"

He knew I was still a little uneasy about the whole water thing even with the breakthrough from our first week here.

He smiled looking down and placing another fry to his lips.

Harry:
"You'll be fine. You're with me."

I wanted to challenge that but how could I...He passed the large cup he'd gotten across the table to me after taking a sip. I always preferred to share with him than getting my own because I'd never finish it.

Harry:
"It'll be calming. You'll love it, I promise."

I pushed away the uneasy thoughts to make room for his reassurance. Contact existed again as he held my hand over the table. Couples were always surrounding us, I'd I felt right at home with the gesture.

Winter:
"Alright."

I pushed my hair from my face in annoyance. Anytime I'd straightened it, the silky texture caused it to constantly crowd my vision. I guess I'd just take it being that I knew Harry enjoyed it this way.

I looked over his shoulder to see one of his friends at the bar. I remembered that one being Louis and he'd been accompanied by a girl whose hair was dark like his.

Winter:
"Harry, isn't that one of your friends there?"

He turned to spot them as I had before beginning to remove himself. The both of them had been smoking cigarettes and I sighed at the scent that would soon burn my upper respiratory system if they approached.

Harry:
"Yea, I'll be right back."

I watched as I sat awkwardly alone in the outdoor booth. Harry had greeted them with his dimples, talking for a bit before pointing over to me. They smiled back at me, putting out the buds on the astray along the counter of bar.

All three walked toward me. Louis and the girl pushing passed Harry with arms wide, I could tell he was already annoyed.

The greet was nice. They had that something that made me feel like I was already apart of them because of Harry. Conversation flowed with Louis phone obsession and His girlfriend hair flips featured. Apparently they were only here for a day, and decided on inviting themselves with us. I thought it'd be a great idea but I could see Harry midway to an objection.

Winter:
"That's great, it'll be fun."

He didn't seem too pissed, and I was all for it...so long as they weren't smoking again. The scent had traveled with them despite Harry's demands for them to put it out.

Harry:
"Yayy."

He replied sarcastically.

Notes

I've written ahead quite a bit so don't think I've forgotten about you. Just really busy.
Finals are coming up. So I'll post again as soon as they're finished, K. Wish me luck. <3333


Side note:

I've seen a few other pages and other sites with this story. Just know this is the original one. I have no other sites with this posted. Thanks.