WARNING LIL SMUT SMUT
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Samanthas POV
I sat still as Harry threw his things into the open boxes on the floor. I had protested that I would do it whilst he figured everything about, but Harry had refused.
Glancing over to him, he was standing with his arm against the wall and his head buried into it. I stood up slowly and walked up behind him. My heart started to beat faster than normal. He was here in front of me, desperate for a miracle. Desperate for anything. And I had to help him.
Softly I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head against his back. He didn’t move, but his breathing had calmed slightly.
“Sam-“
“Shhh don’t say anything.” He fell silent and his body turned around, I felt his hands reach down and he lifted me up onto his waist. My eyes met his and his pupils gently dilated, showing less of the green flames around it. My only arm went around his neck lightly and into his messy brown curls. He moved us slightly and I felt my back go up against the wall. Even though I was on his waist, somehow he was still much taller than me. His eyes looking down on mine, I felt his long fingers carefully move a piece of hair from my face and tuck it behind my ear. I could feel the blush creeping onto my cheeks and looked down quickly, so I wouldn’t become even more embarrassed. How did he do this to me? Make me feel so weak and vulnerable?
My chin was lifted back up to his gaze and his eyes were searching mine. I saw his tongue run over his soft plump lips with ease as he closed the space between us. His forehead resting against mine as he lifted me higher into his view. I could feel my heart beating rapidly and his hand took mine. He placed it over his chest and I could feel his heart beat through the tips of my fingers and the soul of my palm. Gradually his heart beat rose and I saw him looking frustrated. My eyes widened and I saw him looking directly at me. No where else. As though I was the only thing in the world. His warm hand rested over my heart and he smiled from the sudden distress it was showing. Beating at a completely un normal rate as though it was gasping for air.
“Are you scared?” He said quietly, his low voice making my heart flutter even more. Never leaving his gaze I shook my head. “Are you sure?” I felt his lips brush against my cheek bone and I closed my eyes hastily. Not wanting him to see how much more vulnerable I was becoming. “I would never hurt you Sam. I would never want you to be scared of me.” A warm touch slid under the ruined black dress I was wearing and his hands moved it up onto my hips. His hand went back to resting over my heart, which was now going crazy from him. I needed him. I wanted him. But for some reason I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t talk. He was making me fall even harder for him and the fall was knocking the air from me. I had never been the girl to have a crush on someone. Never been the girl to want someone. But as soon as I had met Harry, everything changed. If he left me, I would understand why girls cry for days over their recent breakup. But this would be much worse.
“Ha-rry.” I managed to breathe out as he lips caressed the side of my neck.
“Shhh don’t say anything. I want you to feel good Sam. I’ve wanted to make you feel good for so long now.” I felt my breathing coming out hastily and un evenly. His hands were back under my thighs and he was carrying me to the bedroom. A softness came under my back and his hands were reaching for the back of the dress. Trying to find the zip. I let out a small giggle and his lips pressed against mine in the middle of his smiling. Finding the courage that Samantha Noles has, my free hand, pulled his top up slowly. I could feel the warmth of his skin as my fingers traced it. Harry saw I was having trouble and he pulled his top off quickly. Our eyes locked for a moment and then slowly his hands ran up my legs and pulled the dress down. He stopped at my knees and cursed under his breath. I found myself laughing as he held my leg in the air, showing my big laced up black boots.
“Really? I have to undo all of this?” He said smiling and I sat up reaching for the laces. His hands were now on my arms and he was lying me back down. “Don’t move beautiful.” As soons as these words were said my heart fluttered undeniably. And I looked down, watching his eyes furrow into focus as his long fingers attempted to untie my boots.
Every time he struggled I couldn’t stop myself from giggling slightly, finally the first boot was off and he moved to the second. I wiggled my toes and he bent down, kissing my ankle softly and up my leg a little. No one had ever treated me like this, Donny usually threw me down on the bed and didn’t care how I felt. But Harry was being so gentle and so careful with me. It was as though he was scared I was bruise with one touch.
The next boot came off and I felt more kisses being trailed along my legs before the dress was pulled down. His tall framed stood up and I watched him undoing his jeans before he slid them off slowly. We both were still as we looked at each other in our underwear. I noticed his black boxers were bulging and his eyes were back onto mine. Tattoos traced his body, standing out against the brown skin he had inherited. A black butterfly stood out the most and my fingers urged to touch it’s edges. Slowly he moved forward and bent down for another time. I could feel his plump lips placing small kisses around my belly button. My hand automatically running up into his hair. It was brushed away from his forehead and he smiled at my touch. The kisses moved higher up my shaking body until his lips traced along my collar bone. His hands were running up and down my sides slowly, the tips of his fingers tracing my every exposed bit of skin. Making my lips part with pleasure.
He moved his mouth up my neck and pressed against me carefully, his bulge pushing in-between my legs and he let out a small moan. I felt a small noise escape my lips when his lips trailed up my jaw and onto my cheek.
“Ha-rry…” I said breathlessly, his mouth moving to nibble on my ear and I could see my chest raising up and down as fast as possible. It was going to happen. Me and Harry were going to do it together.
“Sam do you trust me?” His face was now hovering above mine and I saw his green eyes deepening with desire.
“Yes, I do trust you.” These words came out even more breathlessly than the last, it was getting harder to speak as Harry caressed my fragile body with his lips and hands.
I felt his hand cup my cheek and then he ran it down my shoulder and onto my slinged up arm. His eyes looked maddening, remember back to how I occupied the broken bones under the skin. Chris.
He stiffened and I felt the sling become loose on my bandaged arm.
“Harry we can’t take it off.” I suddenly found my voice and sat up hastily trying to pull the sling back on, but his warm hands took it from me and dropped it on the floor. The bandage was thick and white. A small line of red was trailed very faintly. Probably from a cut when it became broken. Harry’s eyes fixed upon mine and I leaned forward. Our lips brushed delicately and then he pressed hard against them. I lay back down on the sheetless bed and pulled Harry with me. His hands were everywhere on me as our mouths moved hard against the other, desperately trying to find more access. I felt myself release a small moan when his large hand rubbed up in between my legs.
Fiddling with the elastic on his boxers I pushed them down as much as I could with one hand and he started to help. I heard him laugh into my lips and I kissed his nose quickly.
“Would you stop laughing at me I’m new at this.” I exclaimed and his suddenly grabbed onto my hands.
“What?” Was all he said as his eyes deepened into my hollow ones. “I thought…” His voice trailed off and he sat back away from me. My mind forced me to remember telling Harry about how me and Donny had done it loads of times before and that I wasn’t still a virgin.
“I would’ve hurt you Sam.” He sat on the end of the mattress his hands against his face.
“You wouldn-“
“I would’ve. I shouldn’t have rushed you the way I did. I thought you lost your virginity. I would have…gone in not thinking it would hurt you.” He now stood up and walked back and forth in front of me, still sprawled out on the bed in my underwear. I propped myself up on me elbows and tried to catch his eyes. But he wouldn’t look at me. “Why did you say you had done it before?”
“I don’t…I thought…”
“Thought what?...”
“You didn’t rush anything Harry. I want to do this. I want you…” The last part came out quieter than expected and he glanced over in my direction.
Suddenly he was on top of me, his hands caressing my neck and he crashed his lips down against mine.
“HARRY STYLES. YOU HAVE 5 MINUTES FOR ALL YOUR STUFF TO GET OUT OF THIS APARTMENT.” A familiar voice of the suited man explained outside the front door.
We looked at each other and I felt him quickly pulling me up against him.
“Shit. Interrupted again. Really? You need to get dressed.”
“Harry I can’t get dress on my-“ The front door was pushed open and a few voices made their way into the main room.
“Move that downstairs, oh and those boxes over there. Everything not packed is being sold.”
Harry shot up and pulled me with him. He tried so desperately to dress me and himself at the same time, but I found myself stumbling and falling against him from the nerves. The voices moved closer to the bedroom door and a his t shirt slipped over my head.
Somehow Harry was already dressed and he kissed my lips quickly.
“Stay here. I’m going to talk to them. Get dressed as quickly as you can please Sam. I don’t want them seeing you in your underwear.” My only hand cupped his cheek and I looked into his careful green eyes.
Nodding to him, his lips were against mine one more time and he left the room. Shutting the door quickly behind him so no one would be able to see me.
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Harrys POV
“Ah Styles, having fun in that bedroom?” I knew he was only kidding but the thought of what had just happened between me and Sam flooded into my every thought. Her small body, shaking underneath me. I could’ve hurt her, made her cry from pain. Good thing we stopped when we did. Although my body is still aching to feel her.
“Don’t move anything.” I spoke strongly and the suited man turned to face me, his eyebrow raised and the corners of his mouth turning up into a small smile.
“We have to. We told you one hour. It’s been an hour.”
“Please just give me ten more minutes.” He considered my though before he ushered his men to the bedroom.
“Clear the stuff out of their and bring it in here. We will help Harry pack.” Two other men moved towards the bedroom door and my heart beat quickened.
Sam.
I pushed past them as they were about to open the door and I stood in front of them.
“No don’t worry it’s fine I can empty it.” I smiled quickly at them and they stood confused in front of me. An image of Sam trying to dress herself with one arm made me furious. I wanted to be there helping her. Stopping her from getting hurt but this had to happen. Everything blanked out as soon as her arms had gone around my waist. All I wanted was her. And being thrown out my apartment in an hour left my mind set completely.
“Well then…we will take these boxes down and empty the bathroom and this room.” The suited man threw a box in my direction and caught it with ease. “You do that room… considering you are so obsessed with it.” They all laughed and I felt a wave of anger cross my mind.
Smiling again I quickly opened the door and shut it behind me.
Sam was trying to pull her skinny jeans on, she was sat on the end of the bed with her jeans around her knees. Dropping the box I moved over to her and pulled them up around her small beautiful legs. I then reached for the sling and held her arm carefully as I wrapped it around her once more. Her arm now rested again within it’s white cotton and she looked at me nervously.
“What’s going to happen?” She said shakily and I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her against me.
“They have given me ten more minutes to pack this room. Sit on the bed I’ll be quick.”
“But I can help!”
“Sam. Sit.” I helped her sit back onto the bed and caught her watching me move around the room, throwing and placing everything back into boxes. Luckily most of my CD’s and other junk had already been boxed from the other moving session.
I grabbed the drawers open and chucked all mine and her sparse clothing into the box too.
“Where are we gonna go?” Her small voice spoke. I looked over and her head was hung low, her beautiful blonde hair hanging either side. I made my way over and knelt down in front of her. She was so small, even by doing this I was still slightly taller. Placing my hands onto her fragile legs I ran them up and down gently. I looked under her falling air and into her eyes.
“We will find somewhere. I’ll call the guys and we will see what they can do. Sam I promise you will have a bed tonight.”
“But what about you? If there is a bed where we go you will have it. I want you to.”
“No no Sam-“ I cupped her freezing cheeks and lifted her head softly. They must have already turned the heating off for the apartment. “I am going to look after you.”
“You are the one who needs looking after, remember?” She smiled and I couldn’t stop myself from kissing her. As our lips moved against each others the door behind me was thrown open.
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Samanthas POV
“So you were having fun in this bedroom?” The suited guy from earlier made his way in and picked up Harry’s box filled with our clothes. Two more guys made their way into the room and grabbed his other boxes from the corner. “All your stuff will be downstairs. Now you need to go.”
Harry looked into my eyes and I felt his strong arm around my waist, lifting me up and into him. He kept it around me, pressing me to him gently so we wouldn’t fall apart.
I nodded but Harry was fuming next to me.
“Was it good?” The suited man winked and the he left. My eyes widened and I quickly looked at Harry. He glanced back at me and brushed a fallen strand of hair behind my ear. He was holding back. For me. He wasn’t going to shout because of some stupid thing that was going on.
We followed the man, through the apartment and he held up Harry’s keys in his hand.
“We took the liberty of loading your van for you. Oh and removing your apartment key too.” The man threw the keys back at Harry who caught them easily.
“You went in my van?” He sounded angry and I felt his arm tighten around my hips, lifting the t shirt I was wearing up slowly so he could caress my skin with the tips of his fingers. This calmed him down as I relaxed into him more.
“Just trying to speed things up a little. Someone has already bought this apartment.” He smiled and we walked past him and down the hall way. The same hall way where a couple of days ago I ran down screaming for help.
When we were out of ear shot from the guy I suddenly found myself frantically speaking.
“Harry it was my fault, I ran down here screaming and I shouldn’t have I was-“ We were now walking down the stairs and Harry was helping me the whole way.
“It wasn’t your fault Sam. You didn’t throw the party. It was Donny. If I ever see him again. God knows what ill do.”
“Would you hurt him?” I said slightly nervously. He glanced at me and pushed the back door of the building open. We came into the car park and I saw Harry’s black van in the corner of my eyes. The two men were now walking away from it, back towards the building. Harry didn’t reply to my question but held me to him as we walked to the van. His keys dangling from his other hand.
Helping me up into the passenger seat, he shut the door and made his way around to the other side. Once he was next to me, I felt his hand entwine with mine gently and his lips found their way to my cheek. I could feel myself blushing and I turned my head. His plump lips brushed against mine and his hand cupped the back of my neck. I looked into his eyes and I felt as though they were breaking down my every thought, my every image I was thinking.
“We could always ring Tanya? She’s loaded with money, she might let us stay.” I said hopefully and he pressed a light kiss to the corner of my mouth and then onto my forehead. He stayed there for a while and then leant over the chairs, rummaging in his boxes. I noticed his muscles in his arms as he focused on trying to find something. His teeth, biting that soft desirable pink lip. His velvety voice interrupted my thoughts.
“Yes Tanya’s house is huge. But what would her parents say when her ex-boyfriend turns up with his girlfriend and asks if we can stay.” He did have a point. It would be really rude and sudden. But Tanya was with Donny right? I mean we did see them having sex on Harry’s bed.
“Just ask her Harry. Pleaseeee.” I begged him. Me and Tanya were getting closer and I wouldn’t mind if we had to spend a couple of days together whilst me and Harry found another space.
He moved back to the front and held his slightly smashed phone.
“Let’s hope it still turns on. Didn’t mean to throw it. I was just so angry.”
“Harry it’s okay.” I smiled and leant over, kissing his cheek quickly before sitting back in my seat.
I watched him dial Tanya’s number and he pressed the phone under his curls to his ear.
“Hey Tan-“
She was speaking loudly and excitedly through the phone.
“You heard about what happened?”
She carried on talking. I moved my hand over and rested it on Harry’s leg lightly. He smiled in my direction and I raised my eyebrow back. The last time we were together in this van, we started making out in a hospital parking lot, all because I distracted him on the phone.
He gave me a look that said ‘don’t even go there’ but I ignored it and ran my fingers up and down lightly as he carried on talking to Tanya.
“Well we were just curious if you would-really?-wow thanks Tanya. We’ll be over soon.” He ended the call and started the ignition.
“So Tanya is letting us stay?” I said excitedly, my hand moving higher and higher up his leg. I could tell this was frustrating him, considering a few moments ago we were about to do it on his bed.
“Yup. Her parents are away for the week. Which is pretty convenient.”
“Told you.”
“Hey, watch it. Or I will throw you out of this van.”
“Nah you are too weak.” I winked at him and he looked at me, his lips smirking slightly.
“Oh yeah okay, whatever you say beautiful.” He ran his tongue over his lip gently and we made out way onto the motor way.
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Finally we arrived an hour later at Tanya’s. A huge brick building stood before us. Small green hedges spiralling up beside the front door. My mouth fell agape and Harry laughed next to me, shutting the van door shut behind.
“Yes, it is pretty shocking at first. But you will get used to it.” His hands were on my back and we made our way across the stone drive to the front door. Harry knocked and I suddenly turned away from him.
“Sam? What’s wrong?”
“It seems so awkward now. You have to share with your girlfriend and your ex-girlfriend.”
The door suddenly was thrown open and Tanya stood there, an arm around her small tanned shoulders.
“Oh and don’t forget your ex-girlfriends boyfriend.”
Donny winked at me before he smirked at Harry.
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Notes

I WAS IN THE CINEAM AND THE ONE DIRECTION MOVIE TRAILER CAME ON. I STARTED DYING AND I WAS LJUST STOKGLSGKEEEEGKLSEKG
my ten year old brother was laughing at me -.-

Anway hope you enjoyed the chapter.

A little longer than the other ones this one. Next one out soon. SORRY IT WAS SO LATE IT WAS MA BIRTHDAY WOOP WOOP

Katie x