Midnight Memories

I dont just want to know you. "He said,his lips pressed against my ear, sending ripples of pleasure down to my fingertips. "I want to know about you." I trembled under his touch, his soft yet big and rough hands so gentle against my bare shoulder.

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1. Chapter One

" I don't just want to know you." he said, his lips pressed against my ear, sending ripples of pleasure down to my fingertips. "I want to know about you. Everything." I trembled under his touch, his soft yet rough hands so gentle against my bare shoulder.

 

"Harry, it's not that simple." he smirked and brought his lips to mine.

 

"Then for one night let's not worry about anyone." He grabbed at my waist pressing me against the wall, kissing on my collarbone. Rubbing his hands up my back until they reached my neck, he grabbed the hair at the nape and grazed my lips with his, teasing me. Even though we were alone i felt like someone would come flying through the door and find him here, but even though that sprung up as a possibility I wanted him. i couldn't contain how much I wanted him. How much i needed him.

 

We climbed onto the bed, him on top of me dragging my body to the top with his arm. His hair dropped in front of his face making a small circular wall around his face, a deep silhouette. He sat up tugging off his shirt, showing a canvas of scattered tattoos and scars. I pressed my hand on one, one that ran just below his butterfly tattoo and all these memories came rushing in. The day Harry got in a fight with my ex and cut himself on a rusty pipe trying to save me, that was the day I knew I loved him. When we were driving him to the hospital in my mom’s hatchback and he held a towel to his stomach, the way he looked so innocent in a world so evil and unforgiving. I knew I did.

 

His lips replaced the cold emptiness on my stomach and I snapped back to reality. He kissed around my thighs and slowly pulled down my studded jeans.

 

"I love you." His head popped up and a sly smile spread across his mouth .

 

"Are you just saying that because my head is right above your fanny?" I shook my head and dropped it down on to the pillow.

 

"Absolutely not." I said feeling his hands on my bare legs.

 

"i love you too." He said with a thud echoing from the floor, my jeans. I slipped my shirt over my head and let it drop onto the floor, as his hands traveled up my inner thigh. My head was spinning and my skin feverish and aching. His length was pressed against me, pleading.

 

"Should we do this?" I ask.

 

"We got this far. He looked me in the eyes, his green pools of light locking on mine. He was so perfect, so loving, and at the same time so perverted. I couldn't live without knowing him, without saying that i loved him or he loved me. Without us both knowing that he was the love of my life and not even my Dad could take that away from me.

 

I hated that everyone loathed him and the idea of us being together. They didn't even give him a chance before throwing him to the side. He made one mistake and all of a sudden he was the spawn of Satan. No one knew beneath him like I did or for that matter want to try. No one knew that sometimes he cried because kids in foreign countries didn't get to live to see age 4 or that he talked on the phone with his mom  and sister for hours. No one knew that he risked everything for me. No one knew that I would do anything for him. No one cared.

 

"Quiin?" I looked up at him towering over me. "Are you okay?"

 

"Huh??" He brought his thumb up to my cheek and wiped the streaming tears from my face. I didn't know i was crying.

 

"What’s wrong?" I pressed my hands to my face.

 

"Everything. The whole situation is wrong. I love you and no one cares. They are supposed to me my family and love me no matter what, but every time I bring you up they shun me and it's not fair!" He sat down and wrapped me in a blanket, pulling me into a tight hug.

 

"Sometimes you have to be the black sheep, Quiin. You are so special and you make decisions beneficial for you in the future. No one else. I just hope that that won't let anything change between us." He pressed his lips against my forehead.

 

"Never."

 

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