Addicted [Completed]

18 year old Emily was always an ambitious girl. With long brown hair, deep brown eyes, she could have cruised through life with her good looks, but instead she pushed herself further and accomplished all that she wanted. She never felt the need to have a man in her life, but when she meets Harry Styles, all if that changes. Her life becomes a roller coaster ride that won't end. Harry brings her hate, and he brings her love. But when one of his fellow band mates falls for her too, will it all change?

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4. His Lips, His Curls, His Hands (PG 13 Chapter)

Emily's POV

I felt my back push up against the wall as Harry moved his body into mine. His lips, making goosebumps on my neck, his curls brushing against my jawline, and his hands searching my body. I wanted him, and I wanted him now. I pushed him back, pulling his shirt over his head to reveal a strong, hard torso. It was littered in tattoos but I didn't care. He pulled me back in, his hands pulling my dress down until it was just a puddle at my feet. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his hips as he placed me gently on the bed. His put his hand between my legs and I let out a sigh. He pulled away from our kiss, smirking. I rolled my eyes and pulled him back to my lips. His kisses slowly moved from my lips, down my jaw, to my neck. He stayed at my neck, sucking and biting it softly until the blood raised itself, leaving a nice, fresh mark. His hand was moving softly against my panties and I let out a moan. He was again smirking. with a flick of his other hand, he removed my bra, tossing it aside. 

"Harry, I just want you now." I moaned into his ear. He nodded, his eyes darkened with lust. My hands moved to his belt and I slowly undid it, as he waited in anticipation. I unzipped his pants and pulled, his briefs coming off with them. He was already hard, and I gasped, as he was quite large. This was it. And then I felt the weight of his body on top of me, our skin pressing up against each other. His hands moved down my body, taking in my curves and the softness of my skin. 

Harry's POV

Her skin was like velvet. Her heavy breath in my ear, making me hotter and hotter. I was finally over her, chest to chest, heart to heart, skin on skin. I couldn't contain myself any longer. I spread her legs further apart. I was about to enter her when a loud ring snapped us out of our lust. She cleared her throat, looking for her phone. But I grabbed her by the waist, pulling her back into me.

"Just leave it. You can get it later. Who would be calling you at this hour anyways?" I looked at her bedside clock. It was 3 am. She smiled and leaned into me again, kissing me. Her phone stopped ringing, but immediately after, it started up again. She threw her arms up in frustration, and turned away from me, walking to her clutch, where her mobile was. She looked great from behind. 

"Hello? Mum? Wait, wait, slow down." Her voice rung out in alarm, "Oh, I see. I'll be there as soon as I can." Her voice was shaking. As she hung up the phone, she fell to the ground. I rushed to her side, putting my arms around her. 

Emily's POV

"Is everything alright?" Harry whispered into my ear, his arms wrapped tightly around me. But I just shook my head, as he kept saying my name, but I was so far gone that I couldn't answer. Suddenly I was all too aware that we were both naked. I stood up, pulling myself away from his grip.

"I need you to leave," I said through my tears as I made my way to my wardrobe, "it was my mother. There's been an accident in the family and I need to book a flight home right away." I threw on some undergarments and pulled a pair of dark wash Jacques denim on. I moved to my closet, pulling out a comfy Roots sweater. I threw a suitcase onto my bed and started stuffing it with things I thought I would need and zipped up the bag. I felt Harry's hands on my hips. God, doesn't this guy ever give up?

"Let me take you to the airport," I turned around, surprised, "it'll be a nightmare trying to get a ticket at this time of night. I have a friend with a jet. Let me make some arrangements for you." I was absolutely dumbfounded, but there was no way I was going to turn down this offer. I just shook my head and he smiled, kissing me on the forehead. When his eyes met mine again, tears were streaming down my cheeks. He pulled me into a tight hug as my tears soaked his shirt that was now back on. 

Harry's POV

I dropped her off at the airport, walking her all the way to security. She never told me why she had to leave so suddenly, she just looked sad. Almost like she wanted to give up. I held her close to me, telling her to call me if she needed anything else. She nodded, kissing me slowly and soft on the cheek. I smiled back at her weakly. The moment she walked through the door and out of my sight, I knew that I should have gone with her.

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