Nobody Compares To You

Aaralyn was a typical teenage girl. That is, until Harry Styles pushes himself into her life. NCTY contains graphic material for mature readers only. This is my story, it came from my mind. :) Thanks!


23. Chapter 23

I woke the next morning in an empty bed. I frowned at the empty space next to me. I heard noise in the kitchen and became curious. I climbed off Harry's bed and found my underwear and one of Harry's shirts. I walked into Harry's kitchen to find him sitting at the dining table, in his boxers, with a cup of coffee in front of him. He was playing on his phone. I tiptoed behind him. I bent down and whispered into his ear, "morning," which made Harry jump and casually laugh. He got up and gave me a big hug.

"You're leaving today, aren't you?" I sighed, dreading this day. 

"Only for a month, baby." Harry kissed my cheek and walked away to make another cup of coffee. 

"When is your flight?" I walked to Harry and wrapped my arms around his torso. 

"Nine." Harry turned his head in my direction, smiling half-heartedly. I looked at the microwave that read 9:30. 

"Nine tonight?" Harry nodded.

"What are we going to do until then?" I asked as Harry turned to hand me the cup. 

"Thanks." I smiled, waiting for his reply. 

"Whatever we want." Harry winked at me while taking my coffee and putting it on the counter. 

"Hey." I joked.

"Hey." Harry started kissing my neck. 

"We've got twelve and a half hours to do anything." Harry hummed against my neck.

"Looks like we've got the same thing on our mind." I smiled. I felt Harry chuckle against my neck. 

Harry eagerly pushed me against the counter. His lips found mine in a heated kiss. His tongue fought it's way into my mouth. I didn't object to the extra tongue in my mouth. Harry's fingertips dug into my hips. Harry pulled me off the counter and lead us into his room. He shoved me onto his bed, I didn't object to that either. Harry quickly removed our clothing. Before Harry could thrust into me, I suddenly felt sick. 

"H-harry, w-wait." I begged. Harry ignored my request and thrust into me. This did not make me feel better, worse in fact. I forcefully pushed on Harry's shoulders. He looked down at me, worried. 

"P-please, stop." I begged more, whimpering. Harry quickly removed himself from me while I pushed him off me. I jumped to my feet, not worrying about clothing. I ran into the bathroom, throwing up God-knows-what into the toilet. Harry was quickly by my side, half clothed. He pulled my hair back and draped a towel over me while I continued to throw up. Harry was next to me a second and gone the next. He came back with a wash rag. He wet the cloth and wrung it out. 

I finally managed to stop throwing up. Harry wiped my face and kissed my forehead. 

"You okay now, baby?" Harry whispered. I nodded while hugging him. 

"Sorry." I apologized for stopping him a few minutes earlier. 

"For what?" Harry asked confused.

"Stopping you earlier." I broke our eye contact. 

Harry shook his head, pulling me into his lap. 

"Don't worry about it, love." Harry kissed my cheek. "C'mon." Harry got us to our feet. I told him he didn't need to carry me, that I'd be fine walking. While we dressed ourselves, Harry did not take his eyes off me. After we were dressed, Harry lead us into the living room and flopped on the couch with the tv remote. He patted his lap, motioning me to lay with him. I obeyed, laying almost completely on him. Harry searched his tv channels and found one of my favorite movies starting. The Breakfast Club. 

About ten minutes into the movie, I felt sick again. I peeled Harry's arms from my waist, jumped to my feet, and ran into the bathroom. I made it to the toilet in time. Harry dropped to the floor by my side and pulled my hair back. 

When I finished puking, I sat up straight to look at Harry. Harry was the last thing I saw before everything went black. I slightly remember hitting my head on something.


I woke up to the beeping of a machine. I quickly sat up, searching for Harry. Harry was asleep in a hospital chair next to my bed. He gripped my hand.

"Harry." I called. Harry sat up, confused. He took one look at me and then he was immediately wrapping his arms around me. I hugged him back, scared he would leave.

"What the hell happened?" I whispered into his neck. 

"Not sure, love." His raspy voice did wonders to my body. 

We pulled away when the doctor cleared her throat, wanting our attention. 

"Aaralyn is not pregnant, but she ate something upsetting to her stomach. She fainted simply because of the lack of food in her stomach. She is free to go." The doctor walked out of the room. 

Harry wrapped his arms around me and squeezed me tight. Harry let out a relieving sigh while stroking my hair. 

"I-I wouldn't mind being pregnant." I said into Harry's chest. 

Harry stopped stroking my hair, and pretty much moving. He pulled away and gathered his things by his chair. I sat in silence, wondering what in the hell was wrong with him.

"Harry?" I whispered. 

"Lets go." Harry said while walking out the door without a single glance back at me.

After I changed, I walked out to the parking lot to find Harry. I found him sitting in his Range Rover with his phone in his face. I opened the passenger door and climbed in. 

"Thanks for waiting." I mumbled sarcasticly while shutting the door. Harry locked his phone and put it in the seat next to him, inbetween us. 

We drove in silence. What's wrong with you?

I cheered silently as Harry pulled into a gas station. I wanted to know who he was texting. Harry got out after he turned the ignition off. When he closed the door, I immediately grabbed his phone and unlocked it. He was texting Tanner.

"Can't wait to visit!" Harry had texted Tanner.

The last text I read from Harry said, "Aaralyn is alright. She said she wouldn't mind being pregnant... I'm not ready for that. She's taking things too fast. If this keeps up, I may end us and I'll probably move back home. I love her but..."

Tears started streaming down my cheeks. I couldn't believe it...

Harry got in the car and I immediately turned my head. 

"You're taking me home right?" I sniffled. 

"Aaralyn, what's wrong?"  Harry pulled into a parking spot to talk.

"If you think I'm taking us too fast and you don't like that, then you should just go home and stay there."

"Aaralyn." Harry whispered. I turned my head to look in another direction. 

"Aaralyn." Harry's voice grew louder. I looked over to find him moving into the seat next me. My breathing became uneven as Harry rested his hand on my leg. Once I remembered the text he sent Tanner, I pushed my feelings to the side and blocked Harry out as much I could. I looked at Harry, pissed. Our eyes didn't leave each other. I held a straight face as Harry's hand slowly slid up my leg. 

"Payback, darling." Harry whispered into my ear. I slightly remember doing the same thing after Harry beat up Braden. 

Harry kissed my earlobe as his hand reached the top of my thigh and squeezed.

"Mhm." Harry's chest vibrated against my arm. 

Harry unbuttoned my jeans and pulled down the zip. Harry's fingers slipped into my panties and teased me as he licked his lips. 

"Just give up now, baby." Harry hummed into my ear. 

"Piss off." I snapped. Harry chuckled as his fingers slid in me. I threw my head back in pleasure. Harry chuckled as he teased me more. 

"You know you want it, Aaralyn," Harry whispered, "I'm gonna do dirty things to you." Harry licked his lips. 

I shook my head, wanting him to just take me home. Harry nodded, adding another finger. I grabbed Harry's shoulder, squeezing it violently. Harry added a third finger. I couldn't take it anymore. I crashed my lips onto Harry's. I gripped his nape, wanting him closer. 

I pulled away, remembering we were in a gas station parking lot. 

"Harry, not here." I said, pushing him away. Harry removed his fingers. His tongue swirled around each finger that had been inside me. 

"Fine." Harry smirked. 

When we got into Harry's apartment, I went and sat at his dining table. I pulled out my phone to text Savannah, Ally, and Jake about hanging out tomorrow. 

"What are you doing?" Harry called from behind me. 

"Texting." I smirked. 

"C'mon, don't do this now. I'm leaving in a few hours and I really want you. You said not in the parking lot so I chose here. Please." Harry begged.

"Changed my mind." I turned to smirk at him. Harry walked to me, jerked the chair around, and straddled my lap. 

"Don't be silly, baby." Harry crashed his lips onto mine. I kissed back immediately. I do want you.

Harry's fingers slid into my still unbuttoned jeans. He forced three fingers into me, immediately. I moaned in pleasure. 

"Wait." I said while pulling away from Harry.

"What now?" Harry growled. 

"Am I really taking things too fast?" I asked. Harry didn't answer. I took his quietness as a 'yes.'

I shoved Harry off of me. I stood up and buttoned my jeans. I grabbed my things and heading towards the door.

"Aaralyn, wait." Harry tried.

"Have a good trip, Harry." I sighed, opening his front door. I jumped as it was slammed back closed. I turned to see a tear falling down Harry's cheek. I quickly wiped it away, Harry looking at me in confusion. 

"It was wrong to say what I did to Tanner. I was in shock by what you said. Please just don't go." Harry begged, wrapping his arms around me.

I pulled back slightly so I was able to kiss him. I wanted him so badly. I pulled away and walked towards his bedroom. I turned to see Harry staring at me, confused. 

"You coming? We've only got a few hours until you leave." I said motioning Harry to join me in his bedroom. Harry quickly made his way into his room. I closed the door, turning to see Harry smiling at me.

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