Over Again (13+)

he leaned in, and placed his lips on mine, making that the most romantic thing ever. i was officially lost. i forgot about everyone, and everything but him. Harry was the one.


13. L-O-V-E

my heart raced as he kissed me more, and more. this was bad.

"umm, me and harry need some time alone...." i started.

"it's fine, we'll go" said Perrie. once they left, i turned from facing the door to harry. i gave his a glare.

"what?" he asked.

"why did you do that? we had guests over!" i say.

"love, i'm sorry." he said, walking towards me.

"it's fine" i say. suddenly, he grabs my hips and pulls me so close i can feel his toned abs underneath his shirt. he plants his lips on mine and i follow his feet and he walks backwards towards the door to his bedroom. he slowly picks me up and carries me to his bed; not leaving my lips. his hands place me onto his bed as he lies down himself. he runs his hand up and onto my neck. he reaches over and takes the elastic out of my ponytail and lets my hair fall down. then, he carefully runs his hands through it and he quietly moans. i bite the inside of my lip. i run my hand through his brown curls and pull away. i place kisses from the back of his ear all the way down a trail to his collar bone. then he kisses me in a trail going upwards from the bottom of my neck to the back of my ear. i wrap my legs more tightly around him. he plants his lips back onto mine as i start to pull him closer towards me. it was the best time of my life. ever.


**the next morning**

i wake up to find myself in harry's flat and the smell of pancakes. i cover myself with a blanket and go into the bathroom. when i come out, i see Harry sitting on the bed, with one of his t-shirts in his hands.

"good morning love," he says. 

"morning babe" i say. he hands me the t-shirt.

"go change. we have a long day ahead of us." so i do. i had my shorts on when we got to his flat, so i could fully change. i got out and went to his kitchen. i saw two plates with 2 pancakes each, and orange juice. he pulled the chair out for me.

"thanks" i say. he doesn't answer, but he does plant a small kiss on my cheek. we devour our meals and he puts the dishes away. he sits beside me on the couch and whispers in my ear,

 "lets go to Cheshire"

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