Let's Make A Move (1D)

THIS IS A SEQUEL TO MY MOVELLA JUST A NUMBER.

Savannah is off to London. Things with her and Harry carry on, but being in a new country with a new responsiblity takes Savannah to a dark place. Can she and Harry make it through struggles they never thought they'd face together?
Also a reminder, This story is very much rated R. Read cautiously. xo

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5. Letters

After what felt like hours on the roof together, I reminded Harry that we had left our friends inside his place. We lazily carried ourselves back in side hand in hand. We got back inside to find Niall sitting on the sofa eating a sandwich.

"Hey mate, I thought for a second there that Ya left." he said looking over the back of the sofa to us.

"Nah, we were just chillin outside a bit." Harry said smiling.

"Where's El and the boys?" I asked Niall.

"Liam crashed." Niall said pointing towards the room where he was sleeping earlier, "and... Lou and El left. Zayn's still with Perrie."

I walked over to the sofa and flopped down beside Niall giving him a hug. Harry was doing something in the kitchen.

"How are you?" I asked Niall.

"I'm alright. What about you? How's London treatin ya?" he asked.

"London's fine. I haven't seen much of it. It's kinda overwhelming." i said looking away.

"You'll love it in no time." He said smiling "But you'd love Ireland even more." he added with a wink.

"Yeah you would." Harry shouted from the kitchen. We laughed.

I looked at Niall. He was a little guy. Sweet, caring, and happy. Always Happy.

"Have you talked to Lucy lately?" I asked changing the subject.

"I have." he said smiling. "I was going to ask you, do you think her parents would let me fly her over here to see us perform at the O2 on Friday?"

I thought about it for a second. Probably Not, I said in my head, "Maybe. Its worth a try." I lied. I didn't want to make Niall sad. He was just too cute. "Would you want to ask them or would you like me to?" I asked him.

"umm.. " He thought, "I'd like to ask, But maybe you could give them some sorta heads up for me?"

"Sure." I smiled holding out my clenched fist to him. He punched it.

"Thanks Savannah." He said standing up. "Alright guys, I'm gonna go. I got lots of unpacking to do. I might even do  Twitcam later." he said walking to the door.

"Bye!" Harry and I shouted at the same time.

Harry ran to the Sofa, jumping over the back and landing beside me with his head in my lap. I laughed and ran my fingers through his curls. He closed his eyes, and sighed.

"Is Liam staying all night?" I asked him.

Harry looked up at me. "Who knows. I'll let him be." He said closing his eyes once more.

I leaned my head down and planted an upside down kiss on his lips. His hands held my face, not letting me pull back up. He continued to kiss me. I ran my hands down his chest reaching the bottom of his shirt. I pulled it up a bit and let my fingers gently trace his stomach. He broke the kiss, "This is a bit risky." he said smiling on my lips. "I like it." he added, running his hands up the sides of my shirt.

I grabbed his wrists. "Nope." I said pulling myself up. "Your not undressing me here in the middle of your place with Liam sleeping right in there."

"Damn." he said blankly.

"Besides, I still haven't seen your room." I said winking at him.

He jumped up off the sofa and reached for my hand. "Right this way my love." he said as I took his hand and he lead me to his room. It was on the opposite end to where Liam was sleeping. He hurried as I ran behind him. He bursts through the door pulling me in and shutting it behind us.

"This is my room." He said grabbing me by my waist. "And it can be yours to, when you stay here."

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him softly. It didn't last long because I pulled away. I wanted to look around a minute. He let go of me saying nothing as I looked around. His room was big, yet cozy. His walls were Navy blue, with a light grey painted ceiling. His bed was all black. It was unmade, which didn't suprise me. He had his things from the tour piled by the window. He had art on the walls, that I loved. I slowly walked around, silently admiring everything. Harry was still standing where I left him, watching me. I had reached a frame on the wall. It was of a letter hand written to Harry.

I looked at him. "May I?" i asked him pointing to the letter.

"Of course." he smiled.

I stood in front of the letter and read it to myself.

Harry,

Words cannot describe how incredibly proud I am of you. Somehow I knew the moment I first layed eyes on you that you would make my life so special. Every milestone that I have watched you face in life has left a huge smile on my face. You fight any obsticle that comes your way, and you win. Everytime. Seeing you grow into a man, and teaching you things that make you a better one has been the greatest pleasure in my life. Your smile continues to shine in my mind, my heart, and my soul. You will always be that little boy with the beautiful green eyes to me. My son. And one day, you will no longer be mine. One day you will meet someone as special as you are. And you will give her all your heart. Please son, make sure she can take care of it. And you take care of hers as well. Love her with everything you have. You made a great life for yourself, and hopefully I'll get to see you share it with someone who lives as passionally as you do. Then I'll know my job was well done. I love you with all my heart.

Your Mum, Anne.

I didn't realise that my hand had reached my mouth. A single tear fell onto my cheek. I quickly wiped it off.

Harry was right behind me now. "She gave that to me on my 18th Birthday." he said. "Reminds me of another letter I just recently recieved."

I turned around to face him. Putting both my hands on his cheeks. "My letter?" I asked.

"Yes. If we ever get married, I want to frame your letter and hang it by my mums." he said smiling.

Did he just mention marriage? My heart began to race. I didn't say anything but pulled his face to mine and kissed him hard. All I could think about was how much I loved him. I never wanted to be seperated from him again. It'd be the death of me for sure. He lifted me off the floor and carried me over to his bed. Gently Laying me down he layed on top of me, never breaking our kiss. I let my hands run all over him. From his neck to his shoulders. Down his back. He was working his tongue through my mouth. I was needing to take a breath so I pushed at his waist. He raised up and began unbottoning his pants. I caught my breath and quickly pulled off my shirt, then his. With in seconds we were both completly undressed and he was back to hovering over me.

"I love you." He said in my ear. and with that He pushed inside me. I gasped a little suprised at how eager he was. He began thrusting deeper and deeper, as I went limp underneath him. I had forgotten how much I loved this. I held his face as he looked into my eyes the entire time. Pushing In and out he would kiss my face from time to time. I let out moans of pleasure as he grew harder inside me. I knew we were being loud. Hopefully Liam couldn't hear us.

My toes were starting to curl into his sheets and I could feel that sense of not being in control of my own body. I could tell Harry was about to lose it as well.

"Harry!" I moaned.

He grunted loudly a few times pushing in me harder than i think I have ever felt him. A loud cry came from my mouth. I put my hand over my mouth to keep from being too loud. He pushed one last time before I felt him let go inside me. I had my hand in a fist, biting down to keep from screaming.

I pushed him off of me onto his back. His chest was moving up and down so fast. I leaned over and began kissing all over his stomach, stopping at his happy trail. My favorite place. I ran my hand over it. He was sweaty. I let out a sigh and crawled on top of him.

"I love you too." I said kissing his neck. "Wanna go again?"

 

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