I yawned as I turned took look at my alarm clock, 9:40am it read, I turned to face the man that was lying next to me. I smiled. He was so beautiful especially when he was asleep. I examined every inch of his face and his chocolate brown curls and kissed his forehead before climbing out of bed to look out of the window. It was raining, pouring it looked freezing as well, just another typical British summer day I thought as two arms wrapped around my waist. I looked up and I was greeted by two green eyes “Looks like another day in today Styles” I smiled as he pulled me closer to him “You’re so beautiful in the morning” He said with his raspy voice “What do you want to do today?” I questioned ignoring what he said and grinning at him, he bought his head close to me ear and whispered seductively “You” biting my lip I turned to him and kissed his pink plump lips as he pulled me back into bed.
He pinned me down so I couldn’t move; I looked deep into his eyes grinning as he passionately kissed me, licking my lip asking me for permission, I granted opening my mouth letting him explore it as both our tongues battled for dominance, but the clear winner was Harry. His hand was running up my leg to my inner thigh and I let out a little moan, he stopped kissing me to smile and so did I. His lips ran down my neck, kissing and sucking making me moan with pleasure, grinding his body against mine. As things were beginning to get hot the phone rang “Let it ring” Harry said between kisses. “What if it’s important” I replied pulling away and sitting up Harry groaned and just said “Fuck”. I reached for the phone, pressed the answer button “Hello” the line was silent for a few seconds before an Irish voice filled it “Hey Luce, me, Liam, Louis and Zayn are of out tonight so we wondered if you wanted to join us” he sniggered and I looked over at Harry apologetically before saying “Yeah sure pick us up at 6?” Harry just looked at me in disbelief I pressed the red button before throwing the phone on the bed “Sorry, baby, I could hardly say no though you haven’t seen them in ages” I kissed him “Don’t be mad” ever since I had been with him, he hated going out and getting drunk it just made strain on our relationship with the media. “I’m not, I just would have rather stayed in with you all to myself” He kissed me drawing me in once again I pulled away and simply just said “I’m going for a shower” I climbed out of bed once more and made my way to the en suit, leaving Harry there. I knew he would follow; it was just a matter of time.
The shower was warm, it felt good against my body just as I reached for my shampoo two large hands pushed me against the cold wall. “I’ve been expecting you” I giggled without saying anything he held me close, I could tell he was hard just by holding my warm wet body to his before I could say anything he grabbed the bar of soap and began to wash me his hands explored the whole of my body. I grabbed him and smashed our lips together “Fuck me already Styles” He smirked I could tell he got the reaction that he wanted. He slowly entered me and I fisted his hair in my hands and began to kiss his neck. Harry slowly put more of his length inside me as I adjusted to the feeling of him in me I ached for his movement. “Harry” I mumbled. Harry moved inside me, thrusting his hips and going deeper I moaned with each movement. He pulled my legs up around his waist allowing him to go deeper and he began hitting me in all the right places. Harry began thrusting his hips into mine as he brought me closer to an orgasm. I finally felt the knot in my stomach release and the feeling of pleasure irrupted through my body. I loudly moaned Harry’s name as we finished up. He kissed my forehead, before murmuring “I love you” and climbing out the shower to let me clean off. Sex was always great with Harry, passionate, hot and perfect - everything I imagined it would be. I grabbed the shampoo and continued what I was originally doing.
I strolled down the stairs to find Harry standing in front of the cooker shirtless, cooking up a batch of pancakes in the kitchen. His pancakes are honestly the best. “Yum, they look good” I said grabbing him around the waist hugging him rubbing my hand over his abs. “Gathered you needed all the energy you could get” He did his sexy half smile and winked at me, I just laughed feeling like the luckiest girl in the world. He placed a square plate in front of me before saying “So, if we have to go out tonight what are you wearing?” his eyes wondered off mine and examined what I was wearing at the moment (Tracksuit bottoms and a hoodie) frowning, “Well I was thinking about going shopping, bored of all the dresses I have now” I smiled at him trying to ignore the fact that he was frowning at my image “and while I’m out you can shower and clean up all the flour you have gotten everywhere” I laughed looking down at the puddles of flour on the floor, he smiled at me cheekily “When I moved out I thought I had gotten away from my mum” I hit his shoulder making him stumble but he held on to my arm pulling me with him. “I’m joking eat your pancakes” he said pulling out a chair for me to sit on. “Yes dad” I pouted and he did that adorable smile before swanning off to the shower. I did as I was told and ate my pancakes, shovelling them down my throat, picked up my bag and yelled “BE BACK IN A COUPLE OF HOURS, LOVE YOU” from the bathroom I heard “I love you too baby” I smiled and opened the front door slamming it behind me.