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!


28. Chapter 28

"What shall we do today?" Harry asked as last nights events played through my mind.  I shrugged and removed myself from his bed. 

"Where are you going?" Harry called from the bed. "I want a shower." I smile at him. "You know, we should really save water and shower together." Harry smirked while getting up. I thought about it and finally nodded, Harry's smirk turned into a grin. 

"I love your dimples." I said while poking one. Harry swats my hand away, "save it for the shower." I laughed and followed him into the bathroom.

Harry started the water and I couldn't help but admire him from the back. 

"See something you like?" Harry asked and I looked up. His back was facing me. I looked at him in the large mirror and met his eyes. One side of his mouth was curved into a smirk. My cheeks heated and I turned my head. 

"Look at me." Harry demanded. When I look up, he is facing me. 

"Don't hide when you blush. It's adorable and you have nothing to be embarrassed about."

Before I could reply, Harry spoke again, "let's get that shower," he smirked. I nodded and stepped in the shower after him.

At first, we just stood beneath the water. I moved wet curls out of Harry's face. 

Harry has tattoos and I don't think I've mentioned them or really thought about them much. I start tracing the butterfly tattoo on his stomach and look up at him. His eyes are squeezed shut and he has his bottom lip between his teeth. I took this opportunity to repay him. I left one hand to continue tracing the butterfly while my other hand grabbed him. Harry gasped and his eyes shot open. His hand grabbed my wrist. I shook my head and he released my wrist. I gently push Harry's shoulder to have him lean on the wall. His eyes search my face. I knew what he was thinking. 

"I want to." I smiled, assuring him. He thought for a minute and finally, he nervously nodded. 

My eyes never left his as I started to slowly pump him. His hands dove into my wet hair and tugged slightly. He moaned as my thumb grazed his tip. We continued to stare at each other, Harry having a bit harder time with it.

"Close your eyes." I instructed. Harry didn't like the idea but he obeyed. I was in charge for once. I had the upper hand. 

I knelt down in front of Harry and took him in my mouth. Harry gasped and pulled my hair tighter. 

Harry's POV

I tried not to fall as her tongue flicked over me multiple times. 

"P-please..." I stuttered. My head fell back and I moaned loudly as her teeth grazed me. 

"Fuck..." I shouted. "Close... I'm close, baby." 

Aaralyn continued to suck. Her tongue, followed by her teeth, grazed over my tip and I was done for. I came into her mouth but she didn't pull away. When I came back to reality, I pulled her up and hugged her tight. 

"I'm not done." She informed me. "What else have you planned?" I questioned, not sure how much more I could take. "Well, I also wanted to trace every delicious tattoo of yours with my tongue." She smiled innocently. "Maybe later." I laugh, liking the idea. She frowned, "maybe I won't be up for it later." 

I cupped her face in my hands and whispered, "I swear you're trying to kill me." She giggles but doesn't answer. Instead, she steps back and crosses her arms over her bare chest. The water from the shower flowed down her body and I couldn't help but watch a droplet drip from her face, to her chest, and glide down to her toes. When I look back up, her expression hasn't changed. She holds her ground and I know I can't win. 

I nod, "now I know that you're trying to kill me." She smiles. "Shall I start from 'never gonna dance again' and go up, or start with the lovely swallows and go down?" Satan must be standing in front of me. 

"Alright Satan, take it down a notch." I smile. She giggles but waits for my answer. I reach behind her and turn the water off. As I pull away, I stop at her ear. 

"Swallows." A quiet moan escapes her lips as I stand straight. 

"Bed, now." She demanded. "Yes, ma'am!" I jump out of the shower without a towel and rush into my bedroom. I jump on my bed and cross my arms behind my head. Aaralyn stalks into my bedroom shortly after I. Something is wrong but I choose not to question it yet. I watch her make her way to the foot of my bed and crawl up to meet me eye to eye. She kisses me and then my jaw and then my neck. She makes her way to the swallows tattooed across my chest. She traces every little detail with her tongue. Her next destination is my left arm. Starting at the "g" on my shoulder and down. She took more time on my right arm considering there were more tattoos. She totally skipped the butterfly that her finger traced minutes earlier.

"Baby, you skipped.." I was cut off. "Shhh." She instructs. I obey and she moves to my hip to trace "might as well..." After she traces "never gonna dance again" on my ankles, she moves back up to the butterfly. Her tongue glides along my skin. I watched as she licked her lips and started tracing again. That made me moan. 

After the butterfly, she moves up and kisses me before disappearing into the bathroom. 

Aaralyn's POV

I have to admit, it was fun tracing Harry's tattoos with my tongue and his skin warms me. 

I dress quickly and walk to his bedroom to find his eyes closed. 

"Babe?" I call but he doesn't acknowledge me. He must be sleeping. 

I walk to the kitchen to look for something to make us. I can't find anything good and decide to go to the store. I grab my car keys and take my time at the grocery store. I pick a few extra things and I leave. When I get back to Harry's, I find him completely clothed and sitting on the couch. 

"Babe?" I call to the couch. He gets up and helps with the bags. 

"Why'd you leave?" Harry asks as if there are not several grocery bags filled with groceries. 

"The store, obviously." I roll my eyes.

"Is that it? Just the store?" Harry grabs my forearm to stop me from putting groceries away. 

"Yes, Harry, I took a trip to the store to get some food so we wouldn't starve." 

"Oh... okay." Was all he said. Oh okay? What the hell is up with him?

"Where did you think I would've gone after giving you a blowjob and practically licking your entire body just this morning?" My tone was a little harsh but I don't care. 

"I don't know..." 

"Where did you think I... wait, you think I would have gone to Braden's, didn't you?" I smile crept onto my face because of Harry's jealousy but soon faded when I realized that he didn't trust me. Harry's silence confirmed to me that he didn't trust me. 

"You don't fucking trust me. Unbelievable." I laugh in anger. 

"I didn't say that."

"You didn't have to. Your silence was your answer. Why do you think I would go to Braden after the intimacy of last night and this morning? That's fucked up!" I shout at Harry. I forget about the groceries while I'm yelling at Harry but I'd rather do when I'm not mad so I'm not tempted to throw a banana at him. 

"Anyways, even if I had gone to Braden's, he's probably too busy fucking Sam to answer the damn door!" I knew that would piss Harry off by considering going to Braden's. 

"Better Sam then you!" Harry shouts back. 

"You know, it's really sad that you can't trust me after everything that's happened since my dad's house. That's low, even for you, Harry." I quickly put the groceries away and walk to his bedroom and sit on his bed. Harry follows me but doesn't continue the fight. 

"You're right, I'm sorry. I should've trusted you. I just couldn't get the thought of you and... and him in the same bed. Him touching you and you touching him. It made me sick and I'm sorry." Harry's head hung low and I instantly regret yelling at him. I hate to see him upset or angry. It breaks my heart. 

"Come here." I sigh. He doesn't hesitate to sit next to me. I hug him tightly and kiss his lips. 

"I'm sorry too." 

"No, you had every right. I didn't trust you and that was wrong." Something changed in Harry. It wasn't like him to apologize immediately like that. Hell, he doesn't even apologize much. 

I didn't know I was tired until I yawned. 

"Let's take a nap, baby." Harry says and pulls the duvet over us as we lay down. I lay my head on Harry's chest and listen to his heartbeat. 

"I love you." Harry whispers.

"I love you." I whisper back. Harry kissed my head before I actually fell asleep. 

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