Hi! Hope you’re all well. :)
It’s in the middle of the night and I have just reread my one shot Party Monster . It got me inspired to write this little story which I hope you will like. It isn’t a part2 but a small story about the same characters. x
Warnings: Not smut but definitely hinting on it more than once.
Listen to the song ‘Reminder’ by The Weeknd whilst reading this. x
With Harry’s arms wrapped around my waist in a tight hold, the skin of his warm and bare chest pressed to my back and his soft lips nipping and biting the skin at the back of my neck, I felt happy. Every inch of my body was tingling form our earlier activities and my head felt like it was dizzy still.
I nestled my face further into the pillow supporting my neck and sighed when I relaxed further into my boyfriend’s body.
A hum into my ear had the toes of my feet curl and I whimpered when his teeth grazed the base of my neck, very much aware that he would leave a visible trace on me.
I whined and tried to move, discovering that with his vice of a hold that was impossible.
“Want to turn over,” I complained, sounding like a child, “Want to see you.”
“But I like you like this,” Harry replied while his feet rubbed against my calfs and he moved to press himself even more against me, “You’re surprisingly comfy.”
His warm breath fanned over my bare back as he spoke, his body lowering further down until his mouth was pressed against and kissing the bottom of my spine, making me giggle and whine in his arms. His loving kisses tickled my sensitive body, bringing it back to reality after what he’d just finished doing with me. The covers around us exposed our bodies the further he moved down and I hurried to cross my arms and cover my chest. Cold air hit our skin, earning a growl from Harry in discomfort. I tried to wiggle around once more but his hands pressed flat to my stomach and stilled me, allowing him to proceed with kissing my naked skin.
I loved him. I loved him so much it made me half crazy. With his lips on my skin and his lean body practically wrapped around me I couldn’t find anything to complain about.
“Surprisingly?” I asked, feigning to be offended by his words though of course he could read right through me.
Harry chuckled and I shrieked when he bit my hip. “Well, not that surprisingly I guess. Your body is perfect. ”
Blushing I shook my head and hoped my heart would stop its wild jumps in my chest.
“So cuddly,” Harry continued to compliment before raising up long enough for him to turn me flat on my back, body laying sprawled out beneath his as he hovered over me. “My cute girl. So pretty, too. And warm.”
His nose nudged my cheek as he groaned and I breathed in shakily, fingers fisting the back of his neck. The skin of my stomach shuddered when his chest grazed it as he allowed himself to lay down, keeping most of his weight off me and only burdening me with enough to let me know that he was here, with me, which was just what I needed after tonight. My eyes searched to lock with his and suddenly my throat felt very dry. The sparkling green orbs changed and Harry frowned when he observed the change in my expression.
“Baby,” he breathed, lips ghosting over my own, “what’s the matter?”
“Are Jamie and Kim going to split up?”
Jamie and Kim were two of Harry’s acquaintances, people he liked to spend time with but did not consider his friends, especially since he knew that I didn’t like either of them at all. Jamie was a funny guy, however one drink too much and he could get quite handsy. He never touched me inappropriately, Harry would have murdered him had he tried, but he liked to wrap his arm around people or rest his hand on the shoulder of the person he was slurring his stories to and that I could not stand. And Kim… well, she wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed and that could be exhausting after some time.
Harry sighed at my question and let his head fall to rest on my shoulder. His fingers lazily drew patterns over the skin right under my breast and I was reminded of how incredibly comfortable I felt with him. There was nothing awkward about being naked with Harry and that made my heart burst with happiness.
“Why are you asking me that?” he looked at me with confusion written all over his face.
I shrugged and gently scratched the back of his neck to soothe him. Perhaps mentioning another guy’s name whilst laying in Harry’s bed wasn’t the best idea.
“He cheated on her. In front of all of us… I mean she must be-”
Devastated. But Kim’s heart wasn’t soft enough to get sad. I lowered my gaze to Harry’s chest, only looking at him again when his lips kissed my temple.
I sighed. “Surely she must be furious.”
“Very. Slapped him left and right according to Nick’s texts,” Harry shook his head and pulled me closer into him, “M’glad we left before all the drama started.”
Tonight Harry and I had gone to a club Jamie always liked to talk about, which was surprisingly fun. Harry normally never took me with him when he went out, always insisting that he rather not see me surrounded by drunken and overly confident males, but tonight we had decided to celebrate. So I’d gone out with Harry always hovering around right beside me, one of his hands touching my body at all times to keep me close and looked after. No one even dared to as much as look at me the wrong way, not with the tall man kissing and holding onto my body as if we were tied together by an invisible bond. It had been fun. He sure knew how to dance and it’d been thrilling to make out like teenagers in the middle of a dance floor, not caring at all about the people watching us with envious eyes.
The fun had come to a quick end when Jamie decided to cheat on his girlfriend Kim by kissing a girl and letting her grope him as if they weren’t in public. Any other girl, me included, would have broken down in tears and been upset upon witnessing such thing, but Kim… oh no. She was ruthless when angry and so Harry had pulled me away and he’d hurried to get me home before we’d be pulled into the mess that was sure to follow Jamie’s actions.
Harry frowned upon inspecting my breast from up close, “I don’t remember leaving a hickey here.”
His finger pressed to the red skin of my left breast and I tensed, shifting and winding in his embrace.
“That hurts,” I whined, “it’s sensitive.”
Instantly his hand fell away and instead his lips pressed a soft kiss to the skin. “M’sorry, baby.”
His nose nudged and rubbed against the mark. “Looks good on you though.”
“You’re changing the subject.”
My arms wrapped around his neck and Harry intertwined our legs once more. “Why you want to talk about people’s relationship you don’t even like is beyond me. There are at least two things I would much rather talk about.”
I batted the hand travelling to my right breast away. “Because I want to hear your opinion.”
“Kim’s a pain,” he said lightly, “Can’t stand her and m’not surprised that Jamie’s got fed up with their relationship.”
“Let me sit up.”
My voice was tense and this time when I moved Harry loosened his hold and allowed me to escape his embrace. Again I crossed my arms over my breasts to shield them from his view and though Harry was confused by my sudden change in behaviour he didn’t hesitate to pick the shirt he’d worn that day up from the bottom of the bed and hand it to me. Wordlessly I slipped it on, moved away from the middle of the bed and sat by its edge.
“What did I say?” his voice asked from behind me, “S’wrong now? You don’t like her either, Y/N.”
“No, but saying that she’s a bitch and deserves to be cheated on isn’t the greatest thing to hear from one’s boyfriend, okay? You’re basically defending what Jamie did.”
“Hey now.” Harry sat up and I almost pulled away when his hand pressed flat against my back, “Don’t put words into my mouth.”
“I’m not,” I insisted, saddened by his rough words against a woman who’d just been humiliated, “You said that, Harry.”
Harry sighed and I heard the covers ruffle when he crawled over to where I was sitting. His chest pressed to my back and when his arms wrapped around my body there was nothing in me that wanted to fight him off. I whimpered when his lips pressed to the sensitive skin of my neck and just like always I was at his mercy the moment he started to kiss me there. The feeling of Harry pulling me onto his body and back into bed left my legs as weak as jelly, especially when he went to lay back down with me right on top of him.
I whined. “Harry, don’t, please. I’m mad at you and rather not be in bed with you right now.”
“I don’t think that what he did is okay,” Harry spoke into my ear, not loosening his hold for once, “M’not defending him cheating on her.”
“Stop it, Y/N, you aren’t angry with me. You’re worried. And I don’t have a clue why so please just tell me what your pretty head is burdening you with so we can go to sleep.”
Harry was right, of course and I was glad he held me to him, but there was no way of telling him what was going on without making him angry.
“What’s the matter?”
“I think Jamie is the asshole. Not Kim.”
“Both of them are,” Harry agreed into my neck, “S’hard to like her company and he… is an impossible guy. Wouldn’t want to date either of them, that’s for sure. Which is why I got myself a very lovely girlfriend of my own and now why do we have to talk about this when I would so much rather have you sleep happily by my side?”
A deep sigh fell from my mouth and I could feel Harry relax under me when my hands intertwined with his, giving him a clear sign that I was no longer mad at him.
“Do you think cheating is okay?”
He groaned. “No, Y/N, I don’t.”
“Stop acting as if I’m annoying you by questioning what you just said. You’re the one who’s first reaction to Jamie cheating on Kim is telling me that she’s awful anyway.”
My body was pushed off his chest and this time when my eyes found Harry’s I saw no confusion in his gaze. Instead both of his palms settled on my hips and my cheek was kissed by his mouth noisily.
“Y/N, my love,” Harry spoke, voice sweet and gentle. One of his hands caressed my cheek and when I closed my eyes I could feel the familiarity of his lips ghosting over my closed lids, “I would never cheat on you.”
The promise was made without any kind of hesitation in his tone, like he hadn’t even for a moment considered to say anything else.
“I never needed anyone the way I do you and by this point I can’t even as much as think about being with another girl.”
“No,” Harry shook his head.
His hand grasped by chin to hold my head in place and when he kissed me I couldn’t do anything but let him distract me from my worries long enough to make any doubt go away. It didn’t take long. The pressure of his mouth was just the reassurance I needed, his familiar hands caressing my face, hair and neck and the groan falling from his throat when my own fingers fisted his hair and scratched his back let me know that just like I couldn’t want anyone else, Harry didn’t want anyone but me either.
When he granted my aching lips a break I found myself smiling and breathing him in.
“Would you forgive me if I cheated on you?”
Harry’s question came out neutral and with eyes full of love I didn’t feel the dread of worry I’d felt only a moment ago.
“No,” I murmured truthfully, “I wouldn’t.”
His hand found mine and he raised it to his lips. “Good. It’s never going to become a situation where you have to make such a choice, that I promise you. But I am glad you know that no man should ever do to you what Jamie did to Kim.”
I leaned in and kissed his jaw. “I love you Harry.”
Harry chuckled and I cried out when his teeth bit my ear right after he whispered how beautiful I looked to him in this moment. I pressed my open palms against his chest, caressing his soft skin and making him disconnect his teeth from my ear with a low growl. Leaning in I nudged my nose with his jaw, pressed a kiss to his chin and embraced his neck tightly. He held me close enough for me to feel his heartbeat under his skin and with his leg intertwined with mine I was unable to escape, not that I could have ever wanted to anyway.
“I love you a lot, Y/N.”
The way he spoke the words made them sound like a promise and I was calmer than ever before. Harry was good to me, looked after me and with him I was safe. Never before had I felt this good in my life.
“You really wouldn’t ever let me down, would you?”
He shook his head and I kissed him, giving him all the promises there were to make.
I hope you like this! I have an idea and I hope you will be as excited about this as I am: One of my current fav artists is The Weeknd and I would really like to write several one shots that are related to each other by being inspired by his songs. Much like this one as well as ‘Party Monster’ they wouldn’t be about the things he’s singing about, but influenced by the mood he sets with his melodies.