This is for my girl kyliesullens for being super awesome!!
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“Why don’t you just leave then?!” Harry screamed through the closed door.
“Fine! Maybe I will!” I retorted. We never fought like this. We never said such hurtful things to each other. Where did everything go wrong?
*1 hour Earlier*
I sat alone in the club waiting for Harry to return with our drinks. It was date night; we did this every Friday since we began dating 18 months ago. The white couch below me was soft and I could feel the beat of the music through the material. I wasn’t waiting long when I heard the curtain pulled back and I expected to see Harry enter, but I was met with bright blue eyes. Those eyes belonged to an old friend of mine.
“Kylie?!” He looked highly confused and looked at the room number in his hands and back at me.
“Luke?!” I stood up quickly and walked over to him. “Holy crap! What are you doing here?” I wrapped my arms around his neck.
“We’re in town for an award show! What are you doing here?!” He laughed and hugged me back. Luke and I were childhood friends who became a bit more than that in high school. He was my first love, but we split up because his band took off. All of those feelings were history now, and it just felt like I was seeing my best friend again after 2 years. Both our smiles spread from ear to ear as we released from our hug and his hands remained on my waist as he got a good look at me.
“I’m here with my-” I was cut off when Harry entered in behind us.
“Boyfriend. I’m her boyfriend.” Harry’s English accent was thick and his voice low. Luke looked over at me for confirmation. I nodded at him and his face fell into a subtle frown. I looked back over to Harry and he had set our drinks down on the table and made his way to my side, slowly wrapping an arm around my waist. “and who might you be?” Harry questioned raising an eyebrow cockily.
“Luke.” He reached out to shake Harry’s hand, but he was rejected. I shoved my elbow into Harry’s side and he finally took Luke’s hand, but didn’t say a word.
“Luke, this is Harry.” I gestured to the rude boy next to me and Luke gave me a sympathetic smile. There was a few more moments of awkward silence until Harry spoke up.
“Babe, I don’t want to stay at the club anymore. Let’s go home and spend some alone time together, yeah?” He was using his low, demanding voice that only comes out in two situations: when he is horny or when he is jealous. Before I could answer, I was being pulled away from Luke and toward the exit of the club. I quickly waved goodbye to the confused boy behind me and followed Harry. We made it out onto the street and headed toward the car.
“What the hell Harry? Going out was your idea…” I was extremely annoyed with his rude demeanor, but I tried not to raise my voice at him.
“I don’t take you out so you can flirt with other guys.” He snapped and I stopped in my tracks.
“Excuse me? He happened to be an old friend of mine and I don’t appreciate-” he cut me off again.
“Yeah, an old friend that you used to sleep with.” He muttered lowly.
“Oh, go fuck yourself Harry.” I snapped back and he looked at me surprised. I usually don’t engage in fights with him. I just let him yell at me and give him the silent treatment afterwards, but this was fucking ridiculous. I refused to talk to him for the rest of the walk. He was clearly fuming by the time we reached the car. I decided to try and humor him to avoid a bigger scene at home. “Okay, fine. You’re right.” I said plainly and he looked at me as he started the car. He could tell I was lying to avoid the argument. Damn it, he knows me so well. No one said a word until we reached the lot in front of our apartment building. Harry drug himself out of the car and I followed him to the door. I walked into the living room and sat on the couch, ignoring the angry boy in the corner. I heard the text tone on my phone go off and I remembered I had asked Harry to put my phone in his pocket because my dress was too tight. I turned the corner into the kitchen to find him reading the text on my phone.
“What the fuck Harry?!” I yelled and snatched my phone from his hands and looked at him in revulsion. He rolled his eyes at me and mumbled.
“You still text him?” His voice cracked and I looked at him confused.
“I have no idea what you are talking about Harry…” He gestured to the phone in my hands and I looked down to see the text.
Kylie, I hope I didn’t get you in trouble with your boyfriend. I really want to catch up while I’m in town. If not, it was great seeing you again. Always, Luke.
“Always? Seriously Kylie? If you wanted to go back to your ex, you could have at least ended it with me first.” His voice echoed through our apartment and he looked at me with I look I had never seen before. A look of disgust.
“Harry, that is not what it sounds like! That was just our thing! It means nothing now!” I rambled as he walked toward our bedroom. “Harry, stop!” I grabbed his arm and he turned around.
“I don’t like you talking to a guy you used to be in love with!” He ran his hands through his curls. “God Kylie, how do you think that makes me feel?!” He flares his hands around and I cringe at how loud he is being.
“That’s just it Harry! USED TO BE! God forbid that I have an ex that I don’t hate!” I scream and shove past him slamming our door and locking it.
And here we are. Screaming through a closed door and probably waking up everyone in our building.
“It’s pretty hard to fall out of love with someone Kylie! If you loved him then, you probably love him now!” He yelled through the closed door.
“What?! That is ridiculous! But now that you mention it, I don’t ever remember Luke not trusting me enough to talk to people!” I retorted and I could tell that hurt him, even through the closed door.
“Well why don’t you just leave then?!” I hear Harry’s voice as he banged his hands on the door.
“Fine! Maybe I will!” I screamed back and grabbed a duffle bag out of our closet and put some clothes in. After about a half hour, I had everything packed and I was going to head over to my parent’s place. I opened the door to find Harry sitting against the wall with tears in his eyes. I can’t stand seeing him like this. It doesn’t matter how mad at him I am, I can’t leave the man I love like this. I dropped my bag and crouched down to his side. His usually bright green eyes are red and puffy and it broke my heart.
“I’m sorry baby. I’m so sorry. I just can’t stand the thought of losing you. You’re my everything.” He mumbled and I cupped his cheeks in my hands.
“Harry, I will always love Luke, but I am not in love with him. I’m in love with you.” I lean forward so my forehead rested on his.
“I love you too, Kylie.” He whispered and connected his lips to mine. We kissed slowly and before I realized what was happening, his hands were on my thighs and he was carrying me to our bed. Our kiss got heated quickly and Harry slowly lowered me onto the bed, moving his mouth down to my neck. His perfect pink lips sucked and nipped on the sensitive skin while my hands tangled in his dark brown curls.
“Harry…” I whispered and he brought his eyes up to meet mine. I bit my lip and gazed at the man I loved in awe. “Make love to me.” I said softly moving my eyes down from his to his lips. I didn’t need to utter another word before he started to slide his hands up my torso. He gripped the hem of my shirt and pulled it up slowly. His lips attached to my newly exposed stomach, but disconnected only to finish pulling the shirt over my head. Once the unneeded material was thrown away, his lips reconnected to my skin. He left wet kisses up my torso, between my covered breasts, up my neck, and finally stopped on my lips. I leaned back further onto the bed, taking him with me. He was hovering over my body as my hands slid down his back and grabbed the end of his shirt. I pulled his shirt up his muscular back and my hands ran down his skin, following the ripples of his muscles. He sat up for a moment only to pull the shirt away from his body and throw it near mine. He went back to work on my neck while I brought one hand to his butterfly tattoo, pushing him away from my body. He looked confused until I began fumbling with the button on his jeans. He smiled and grabbed my cheeks placing his lips on mine before I pushed his pants down his legs. His black and red boxers were tented from his growing appendage and my mouth watered at the sight. I went to peel them off his legs as well, but he stopped me.
“No. I was a jerk and I need to make it up to you so just lay back and let me love you.” His million dollar smile flashed down at me and it still made my stomach flutter. He pushed me back onto the bed and started to pull down the tight pencil skirt I was wearing. When my hips were exposed, he started to kiss and suck on the bone surely leaving a dark mark on each. His large hands traveled up to cup my breasts through my bra and I let out the first moan of the night. Once my skirt was out of the picture, Harry sat up and straddled my body. His lips attached to mine again for the first time in what seemed like forever. I could clearly feel his hard member rub against my clothed core. Jesus, this is taking way too long.
“Harrrrrrry!” I moaned out and he chuckled at my impatience. He finally moved his hands behind my back and expertly unclipped my pink bra and flung it over the headboard. No matter how many times Harry had seen my boobs, he always had the same expression on his face when my bra came off: pure joy. His smile stretched from ear to ear as he stared down at my mostly naked body.
“God, how did I ever manage to get a girl like you?” He smirked down at me and I grabbed the back of his head and brought his lips to mine. “So beautiful.” He mumbled into my lips. I smiled and slid my hand down to run his fully erect member over his boxers. He let out a low throaty groan and I could feel the moisture pooling between my thighs. My hand reached the hem of the fabric and I pushed it down as far as I could and Harry shimmed them to the ground. My face grew red when he brought his hand to the waistband of my panties. He pulled them down slowly and it felt like I was going to explode by the time he dropped them to the floor. His green eyes widened at the sight of my wet core before him. He licked his lips before looking up at me. I bucked my hips up trying to meet his mouth, but his large hands just pushed me back onto the bed. I groaned in frustration and he shushed me. “Shhh baby girl. Impatient, are we?” He placed soft kisses on my thighs, teasing me to no end. I reached down and buried my hands in his brown curls and pulled him closer to me. He finally complied to my wishes when he licked a long strip up my core. I took in a sharp breath when he reached my clit and began sucking harshly.
“Oh my God, Harry.” I whined and his hands slipped behind me and pulled me further into his face. His tongue was so skilled and had me writhing in seconds. I started to involuntarily buck my hips into his face and he groaned as I grinded on him. His grip on my thighs tightened when I started to scream out louder. “Harry! Shit, I’m so close!” I yelled and brought a hand to cover my mouth and stifle my moans, but he didn’t slow down and pull away like he normally does. He continued to eat me out until I came on his face with a loud scream. My legs were shaking and he slithered back up my body to plant a soft kiss on my lips.
“I can’t get over how hot you look when you come for me.” He whispered in my ear as he ran his hands up his own shaft. I moaned at the sight and he lined himself up with my entrance. “You ready Kylie?” His face was soft as he rubbed his tip over my core. I nodded my head and moaned when he began to sink into me. No matter how many times Harry and I made love, it always felt like the first time. My body went into a spiraling pleasure that only Harry can give me.
“Harry…” I sighed as he thrusted into me softly. His face was contorted in pure pleasure as I rocked my hips in rhythm with him.
“Oh Kylie…” His low voice lit a fire in my lower region. I brought my lips up to meet his. His kisses even made me melt. He was the only one on the planet who can make me feel this way. He lifted my legs suddenly and started to hit that perfect spot inside me. I held onto his hair as he pounded into me and his lips moved down to my nipples. He sucked and nipped on each while his hips gyrated into my core.
“I’m so close Harry.” I sighed and he brought a hand down to rub over my clit. That put me over the edge. My body began to shake again and Harry helped me ride out my high. My senses returned to the sound of Harry screaming out my name and coming all over my stomach. He flopped down on top of me and reconnected our lips.
“I love you so much Kylie.” He panted and I stroked his hair.
“I love you too Harry.” I kissed his forehead as he rolled over to pull me into his chest.
“I’m sorry about tonight. I was an idiot and I do trust you. I love you more than anything and the thought of losing you makes me crazy. Please forgive me?” He kissed the back of my neck and held me close to his bare chest.
“It’s okay Harry. I understand why you were mad. Just know that I love you and only you. You make me feel like no one else ever could. You are the only one for me.” I held his hands and brought them up to my lips and kissed them.
“Kylie, can I ask you something?” His voice was low and hoarse again. I turned over so I was face to face with him.
“We have been together for a while, yeah?” I nodded looking really confused. “And you love me and I love you…Kylie, I want you to marry me. Will you?” His eyes glimmered with hope and I was caught completely off guard. Of course I loved him and I wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with him. Oh my god.
“Yes. Yes, Harry, I will marry you.” I smiled and his face lit up. He brought his lips to mine again and kissed me with more passion than I ever thought was possible. He pulled away and placed his forehead on mine.
“Sorry I don’t have a ring.” He chuckled, his eyes still closed. I laughed and brought my lips back to his.
“It’s alright. There’s always tomorrow.” I chuckled and I fell asleep in my fiancé’s arms.
I woke up to a messy apartment and no sign of Harry. I sat up really confused. Did I dream last night? I heard rustling down the hall and the door opened. Harry stood in the doorway with a breakfast tray and a beautiful stack of pancakes on it.
“Good morning future Mrs. Styles.” He laughed. My smile was a mile wide and my face turned bright red. So it wasn’t a dream.
“Good morning.” I blushed and began to eat the breakfast that was in front of me. I looked back over to Harry who was knelt down on one knee next to the bed. I pushed the breakfast tray away from me and looked at him in shock.
“I thought I might as well do this right.” He chuckled and pulled out a black box from his packet. “Kylie, you are the love of my life. You are the most beautiful girl on the planet and I am beyond lucky to be with you. I must have done something right to be able to spend my life with you. Now, officially, will you marry me?” he opened the box and the most beautiful ring was set in the middle. Tears brimmed my eyes and I just nodded my head and got down on the ground with him. My arms flung around his neck and my lips quickly found his. “I’ll take that as a yes then?” he smiled and brought his lips back to mine.