You Would Know

Abby Smith is a shy and kind-hearted 18 year old girl that lives in London, England. Although she doesn't show it, she is hiding very many emotions and feelings. Will she let her emotions out when she runs into national superstar and One Direction band member, Harry Styless and goes through Hell and back, just to be with him?

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32. Good News Good Time

*WARNING: Long chapter ahead! Also a dirty part ;)*

Abby's P.O.V.

Each and every minute that passed by meant that it was getting closer to the tour. I know Harry has to go, its his job. But I don't know if I can stand a whole 2 months without him. He's my soon-to-be husband. I have to have him with me 24/7. He has to help me with Laylah. By the way she's been progressing so quickly, it won't be long before she starts to walk. What if she takes her first steps and Harry's not here to see them? I don't know what I'm going to do. I love him so much. I can't bare to be away from him for one day, yet alone 2 months. I'm not sure if I can do this or not.
"Harry." I said, hoarsely. I just woke up from a nap.
"Yes, babe?"
"I don't want you to ever leave me. I can't be without you. Ever."
"I know.. I can't be without you either. But I have to go on tour."
"I know. I wish there was some way I could come with you."
"Maybe you can." He said, grabbing his phone. He was calling someone. He walked out of the room. I was confused. Who was he calling? And how could I go on tour with him? I anxiously waited on the bed until Harry walked into the room. He looked disappointed.
"What's wrong?"
"Well, I called management and they said.. that you guys can come with us!" He smiled. I smiled back and ran into his arms, giving him a tight hug.
"I'm so happy. I couldn't last 2 months without you." I mumbled into his chest.
"Me either." He said, rubbing my back and then kissing the top of my head. I pulled away from him, only to have him pull me right back into his arms again."I want you to be in my arms all the time." He whined.
"I know, but I'm not going to be there all the time."
"Why not?"
"Because I can't always just stand in your arms, Harry. I have to do other things, also."
"Well, will you lay in my arms for a little while longer?"
"Of course." We layed on the bed. I layed next to Harry at first, but he pulled me on top of him. So there we were. I was laying on top of him with both legs on either side of him, head resting on his chest. He was running his long fingers up and down my left arm, which I had rested next to my head, on his chest. His other hand was playing with my hair.
"I just want to lay here with you like this forever." He said. I turned my head from the left to face him, placing my chin on his chest. He smiled at me, then leaned down and kissed my nose, which I scrunched. "I love you so much." He said, sincerely.
"I love you too." I said, just as meaningfully. We just layed there and stared into each others eyes for a while. I finally stretched my legs out and layed flat out on top of him, arms wrapped around his back. My face nussled in his neck. He was hugging my back tightly. I kissed his neck softly and I could tell he was smiling.
He is my everything. "Abby?"
"Hmmm?"
"Can I just tell you that I love you more than anything in this world. I would do anything for you and wouldn't hesitate to do it. You and Laylah are everything to me and I could never live without you. I'm so happy that I found you and that everything that has happened to us has, because its led up to this. I love you so much and never want to lose you." I pulled my face out of his neck and look at him. I smiled and kissed him softly.
"You're never going to lose me. I'll stay by your side through everything. I love you too, Harry. More than anything." He smiled and hugged me tightly. I hugged back just as tight. He let out a gasp. "What?"
"You hugged a little tight."
"I'm sorry." I laughed.
"It's okay, babe." He laughed back. "And I also want you to know that I will never hurt you again. I'm so sorry for slapping you whenever I was drunk. I still haven't forgave myself for that. I will never hurt you again, I promise. You deserve better than that. No woman deserves to be hit. And only a complete douchebag would hit one."
"Baby, its okay. You didn't know better. You didn't mean to, you weren't yourself. I forgive you. Let's just try to forget about that night."
"I'll try. But I don't know if I could forget that."
"Try. For me." I said, putting my face only inches away from his. He smiled and kissed my nose. I scrunched it and he giggled.
"I'd do anything for you babe. Anything." He said, placing his large and masculine hand on my lower back.
"I know." I smiled and kissed his dimple softly. "I love it when your dimples show."
"I love it when you smile. And laugh. And kiss me. And hug me. Just whenever you're with me at all." I smiled and kissed him, but didn't respond. "I love the way your kiss feels. It's so soft and warm." I smiled and kisses him again. "I can't get enough of it." He said, crashing his lips back into mine. He rolled me over to where he was on top of me, lips still attached. Luckily Laylah was asleep. The little peck turned into a complete makeout. I had my hands wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer and closer to me. "Abby." He groaned.
"Hmmmm?"
"I want you. I want you so bad." He said, between kisses. He raised up and pulled his shirt off, throwing it to the side. His lips returned to mine, the kiss was a sloppy mess, but right for the moment. He started to pull my pants off, but I stopped him. I pulled my lips away from his.
"Laylah." I said.
"It's fine she won't know."
"What if she wakes up?"
"She won't. Look at her." I obeyed and saw that the small infant was practically knocked out. I nodded. I helped him pull my short pajama shorts down to my ankles. He tugged them off of my feet and threw it to lay with his t-shirt. His kiss returned to my lips and his tongue lingered into my mouth, exploring it all over. His lips moved from my mouth to my jawline, leaving wet but soft kisses all along the line. He moved to my neck, sucking roughly on the sweetspot behind my ear. I squinted as he blew cold air on the recent wound. His hands had made their way up my shirt to grab onto my bare breasts, squeezing hard. It hurt a little, but not too bad. His hands moved to my stomach, tracing little doodles into it as he kissed his way down to my belly button. His sparkling emerald eyes had turned to a dark green. I put my hand on the back of his head, pushing his lips to my hip bone. I tuggled lightly on his chocolate curls.
"Harry." I said. He ignored me and kept making his way to my pantyline. "Harry." I said, louder. No response, just passionate kisses. This time I actually grabbed him by his hair, angling his head towards me. "I don't want to do this. Not now." I said, sternly. But his eyes grew even darker. He grabbed both of my wrists and held them down above my head, applying great pressure.
"Yes, now." He said, hatefully. I chuckled.
"So, that's how its going to be, huh?" I said, mockingly.
"Yeah." He spat.
"You're so sexy when you're angry." I growled. He showed a cheeky smirk. "A little cocky now, aren't we?" I said, playfully.
"I call it confident." He said, practically arguing.
"Well, either you let me up now, or you face the consequence." He chuckled as if I weren't a threat. "Suit yourself." I easily and forcefully ripped my hands from his grip, sitting up and pushing him back on the bed with a thud. I was sitting on his stomach, legs either side and pinning both arms down on the mattress. "Not so confident now, are we?" I said, smirking.
"I like when you're in control. It brings out your strong and masculine side. That's so sexy." He purred in my ear, causing me to flutter my eyes shut at the sound of his voice.
"And it brings out your weak and feminine side." I teased.
"No." He said, sternly. I bent down and hovered my lips right over his ear, breathing hotly.
"Fuck me as hard as you can. Maybe you won't be as much of a pussy." I pulled away slowly and winking.
"It'll be my pleasure." He said, tightening his jaw. I sat back, freeing his wrists. He threw me backwards and jumped on top of me. I was a little surprised at first, letting out a small gasp. "I want the neighbors to know my name." He whispered roughly into my ear.
"They'll know mine." I mocked.
"I don't know why you'd be calling out your own name, but whatever." He teased. I rolled my eyes. He got up off of me and walked to Laylah's crib. He took the small earmuffs we had got for her baby shower and placed them on her head, covering her small lobes. "She won't hear us now." He winked. He walked over to the bedside table and got a Trojan out of the drawer. He grinned at me and pulled his pants down, underwear and all. It exposed his large and stiff erection. He slid the rubber on and walked over to me. He ripped my cheekies completely off, tearing them in half. He threw them across the room as I took my top off. I struggled to undo the strap on my bra, but only to have Harry reach around me and get it for me. He took the bra and slid it through his arms. "Does it fit?" He asked.
"It's a little big, babe." I laughed.
"Oh." He said trying to sound disappointed, but only to giggle. He slid the bra off and threw it in the clothes pile. "You ready for the best sex of your life?" He said, a little cockily.
"I'm ready, but this isn't going to be the best." I teased. "Prove me wrong." I bit my lip.
"Holy shit." He said.
"What?"
"That was so fucking hot." I laughed and he just stood there, mouth open. "I'm being serious. I want you so bad."
"Then come get-" by the time I got to my third word, Harry was already on top of me, kissing me sloppily and rubbing my body all over. His left hand cupped my left breast tightly, causing me to gasp silently. He continued to squeeze my breast while his tongue was still exploring every little spot of my mouth. His right hand was on the back of my head, grabbing my brown waves tightly. I had my hand on his bare back and the other tugging on his chocolate curls. He was humping me, but not entering. His hips were grinding into mine, at a slow but steady pace. He let out a throaty moan into my mouth and causing my entire body to vibrate. I wrapped my legs around his torso, bare crotch on his stomach. He jumped at the touch at first, but only to relax and let it thrust into him. I dug my short nails into his toned back muscle, scratching hard. He bit my lip with a great amount of force, as if it was for payback. He pulled away, smirking at me.
"Ready?" He said, deeper than his normal voice.
"The question is, are you ready?" I teased.
"Oooooh, I'm gonna fuck you so hard." He purred. The sound of his statement made me sweat a little. He took my legs and pulled them apart quickly, dipping his head to my bare privates. He blew cold air on it, causing me to squinch. He chuckled lowly as I felt him entering me. I let out a quiet moan and threw my head back. He was thrusting into me harshly and rapidly. To be honest, it hurt somewhat. But I just ignored the pain and focused of Harry. His lips returned to mine, back to a sloppy kiss. He had his right hand holding my head firmly and the other digging into my thigh, holding my position. He continued to thrust harder and faster until I let out a quiet scream, saying his name. He chuckled. "Told you." He said, proud.
"Oh yeah?" I said. He smirked. I departed from him and pushed him back on the mattress, climbing slowly on top of him. I sat down on his large erection, as slow as I possibly could. I started to ride him quickly and roughly. He let out a low but loud moan.
"Harder." He growled. I continued to hop up and down on him, faster and faster. He let out a little whimper. I had control over him now. "A-Abby." He stuttered. I ignored him and increased my speed. "I-I'm about to c-come." He said, practically whispering.
"Don't hold back, baby." I breathlessly said. He let out a loud shout as he loaded his fluids all into the condom.
"Abbbbyyyyy." He lowly moaned. I laughed.
"Who's in charge now?" I said, hopping off of him.
"Y-you are. Do what you w-want to me." He said, closing his eyes tightly.
"What do you want me to do?" I asked.
"A-anything. Just pleasure m-me." I grapped his stiff tightly and began to pump with my hand, fast. I saw his hands grab the sheets on each side of him. I gave him a soft peck on the lips and layed back down. "W-what are you doing?" He asked.
"What does it look like? I'm going to sleep, dummy. I'm exhausted." I said, pulling the blankets above my head.
"But we were just getting s-started." He was still shaken up from the previous intimate moments we had shared.
"Well, now we're finished." I mumbled into the thick comforter. I felt strong hands grab the covers and rip them down.
"No we're not." He said, deeply.
"Snuggle with me." I said, rubbing his cheek softly with my thumb and smiling. His eyes fluttered shut from my gentle touch, compared to our previous rough experience.
"Okay." He said, throwing the condom into the trash and laying behind me. His long arm wrapped around my waist, pulling him to me. His face nussled into my neck, giving me soft and warm kisses. My eyes closed at the touch.
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