"Come on in...", I say to Kristin as I open the door to my old flat. "I haven't been here for awhile, not since I bought a house".
"Nice place...", Kristin says, looking around.
"Sorry I don't have any food in the fridge, but there's water if you're thir...", I start to say but she cuts me off, pressing her lips against mine.
"Don't you like me Harry? I thought you were supposed to be a 'flirt'?", she whispers, as I try taking a step back.
"I-I do like you, Kristin. That's why I'm taking things slow", I stammer, she keeps walking towards me. I back up until I'm against the wall.
"Oh, well then. I appreciate your being a gentleman and all, but If I don't have you right now, I think I might just die...", she says, pushing her lips on mine, harder this time.
Screw it, I tried.
Her hands find the edge of my shirt as she pulls it off and throws it across the room. She licks my lips with her tongue, damn, I'm turned on right now. She pushes her lips onto mine again and her tongue explores the inside of my mouth, her hands unbuttoning my pants. My head reels a bit over how fast this is all happening. She rubs my hard-on through my pants, before she kneels in front of me and pulls them down. The next thing I know, her mouth is on me and it feels crazy good. I've been with lots of girls before, but usually I'm the one in control. This is clearly not the case here. She teases and rubs and licks and sucks until I almost explode in her mouth. Then she stops and pulls out a condom from her pocket. I watch as she rolls it on and pushes me on the sofa. She unzips her pants and pulls them down sitting on top of me. Her body taking all of mine in. I groan as she starts grinding her hips on me. She pulls off her top and I unclasp her bra. Her lips find mine as she rides me, hard. It feels infuckincredible, if that's even a word. As she quickens her pace, my body rises until the explosion rips through my entire body. Then I feel her walls tightening around me as she lets herself go. She pushes her lips to mine again and we kiss, just holding each other as she keeps herself buried on top of me. "You're heart is beating fast", she whispers, looking at me with those beautiful blue eyes.
"I wasn't really expecting...", I start to say, blushing.
"Sorry, I couldn't wait anymore", she says, smiling, kissing my neck.
"You're kind of precocious. I like that...", I smile.
"Glad to hear it. Then, you won't mind if I do you again...", she says, still kissing my neck and moving her hips on me again.
I shake my head and laugh. "Nope, I definitely don't mind", finding her lips again.
I walk down to the bedroom and close the door behind me. Mia's still asleep on the couch after our little soiree last night. I pull out my phone to call Simon. "Hey, it's Zayn", I say when he answers. "Listen, I need your help with something. I wonder if you could pull some strings for me?". I smile to myself as I explain to him what I need him to do. I finally figured out part of Mia's christmas present, and I'm sure she's going to love it.
I open my eyes the next morning and turn to watch Liv sleeping in the bed beside me. I love to watch her sleep. She's laying on her back, her curls obscuring my view of her beautiful face. I gently move them off one by one until all that's left is just a vision. I run my finger along her forehead and down her nose. She's so beautiful, and she's mine. Then, something catches my attention out of the corner of my eye. I pull the blankets down exposing her, baby bump, and stare quietly. I see her whole tummy move and I laugh quietly placing my hand lightly on it. I can feel her in there, my little princess, I think she's trying to get comfortable. Liv sleeps for another hour or so, so I just lay there quietly whispering to my little girl. I can't wait to meet her, see her, hold her, kiss her. I can feel her kick under my hand and then rythmic pops that I can only assume is hiccups. It's absolutely amazing and I love Liv for giving me this gift.
"Mmm", Liv stirs. I pull the blankets back up and cover her. I lean in and plant a soft kiss on her freckle. A smile creeps across her face as I pull away.
"Morning beautiful...", I whisper. She opens her beautiful brown eyes and stares at me. I push my lips against hers passionately and she wraps her arms around my neck.
"I need you...", she whispers.
"How?", I ask, concerned about the obvious barrier.
"I'll be on top. No pressure on the baby and I can control the speed and depth...", she whispers. I roll over and let her climb on top of me, she grabs a sheet and wraps it around her body, hiding it from me.
"Why the sheet?", I ask.
"Because I-I'm...", she stammers to find the right words.
"No Liv", I say, pulling the sheet away. "You are beautiful...every inch of you, inside and out. I want to see you...", I say, rubbing her exposed belly. Her face flushes a deep red. She doesn't believe me when I tell her how much it turns me on to see her this way. I wish I could make her understand. She smiles as I sit up and push my lips on hers. She eases herself slowly, gently on to me. I lay back giving her control and just enjoy the feel of being inside her. She thrusts lightly against me and I can hear her moan in absolute pleasure as I run my hands over her chest and belly. We peak together in perfect harmony and she lays her head down on my chest, kissing me. I run my fingers through her hair and kiss the top of her head as she slowly breaks our connection and lays down beside me. I wrap my arms around her and we lay together, our bodies entwined, until we fall back asleep.
I wake a while later to an empty bed. I grap my pajama bottoms and pull them on before making my way out to the kitchen. Liv's making breakfast. She has a pair of my pajama shorts on and a tank that is form fitting and too short, so that her belly is sticking way out. Her long curly locks are pulled back into a high ponytail. I wrap my arms around her, "I thought since you like it so much, I'd dress so you could see it...", she teases and I laugh.
"Thank you", I say kissing her. "The only problem with that is, it makes me want you again", I whisper.
The flat door swings open then, Harry and Kristin make their way in. Kristin takes a seat on a chair around the table. "What's for breakfast, Liv?", Harry asks, wrapping her in a hug and kissing her forehead.
"I started pancakes Haz. That ok?", Liv answers, smiling. I'm glad that Harry and Liv get along so well, but I'd be lying if I said that it doesn't bug me a little bit too. I trust Liv implicitly though. I glance at Kristin then, I can tell by the look on her face, that she doesn't like it at all. Zayn, Mia, Lou, El and Liam walk in.
"Hey Haz, can I talk to you for a second...", I ask.
"I'll help you with breakfast", Mia says.
"Me too. Liv go sit down", El demands. Liv hands her the spatula and takes a seat next to Kristin.
"Sure mate...", Harry says, as I lead him down to our bedroom and shut the door. "Niall, I'm flattered but you're not really my type...", he starts to say, laughing.
"I don't think your girlfriend likes you hugging and kissing Liv very much...", I blurt out.
"Are you sure it's Kristin and not you?", Harry teases.
"I've never complained about your friendship with my wife, Harry. I trust her completely. But I saw Kristin's face out there when you kissed Liv and if looks could kill, my wife and daughter would be laying dead on the kitchen floor right now. All I'm asking, is that when she's around don't do that stuff. Liv doesn't need some crazy, jealous person thinking she's trying to steal her man. She's been through enough and if you care about her at all, you'll do as I ask...", I say, trying to contain my anger.
Zayn flies through the door just then, "Niall! Liv needs you, now!", he says, urgently. The three of us run back out the door and to the kitchen. Liv's shaking and she's as white as a sheet.
"What happened?", I yell. "Liv, look at me. Remember your breathing, love. Do it with me...", I say as I start inhaling through my nose and exhaling through my mouth. "Slow and steady", I coach her.
"Why don't you ask that bitch what happened, Niall.", Mia snaps glaring at Kristin.
"You need to take her home Harry, now!", Liam snaps.
I hand the spatula over to El and have a seat next to Kristin. "Couldn't you have found a shirt that fit?", I hear Kristin mumble.
"I'm sorry, what?", I ask.
"Well, I'm just wondering why you can't cover yourself up a bit. It's not like you can't afford to right? Or are you just not happy if you're not the centre of everyone's attention?", Kristin snaps. I think everyone heard her that time.
"Y-You're the ones who barged into my home, without knocking...", I snap back.
"How dare you talk to my sister that way!", Mia snaps and Zayn's at her side in a flash wrapping his arms around her.
"Um, Kristin, that was harsh, and uncalled for? Is there something wrong?", Lou asks. Anger flashes across her face and she looks at me with hatred.
"You've already got Niall whipped with your delicate little flower act, do you really need to suck Harry in too?", Kristin snaps at me again.
"I-I...", I stutter, trying to find the right words to respond. The sting of hot tears build behind my eyes.
"Get the fuck out!". Mia snaps. The colour drains from my face and all I can do is sit there, completely stunned. My heart pounds in my ears and my breathing accelerates as I close my eyes and try to remember the exercises the nurse had showed me. "Shit. Liv. Look at me. Zayn go get Niall...", Mia says, as she wraps her arms around my shoulders. El's beside me now too.
"You need to leave...", Liam says looking at Kristin. We all look up when Niall, Zayn and Harry run out from the bedroom.
He talks to me, trying to calm me down. My entire body is shaking. I close my eyes and just listen to his voice. I mimic his breathing, in through my nose, out through my mouth. "Slow and steady", I repeat after Niall.
"You need to take her home Harry, now!", Liam says, pissed.
"What the hell happened in there, Kristin?", I shout, as we walk to my car.
"Bitch can't take a joke...", she snaps.
"Kristin! Don't talk about Liv that way! She never did anything to you", I snap.
"I saw how you hugged and kissed her, Harry. Don't worry, I don't blame you. Prancing around there half naked...", she spits. I'm speechless as I listen to her talk.
"I-I'm going to take you home", I say stunned. As I pull up outside of her residence I wrap my hands tightly around the steering wheel. I can't believe this has happened. I really liked Kristin but not now, she's acting like a crazy person. Niall was right. "We need to take a break Kristin...", I say, not looking at her. I can't, I'm just to pissed.
"Why? Because of her...", she says, coldly.
"Kristin, those people back there are my family. Liv is like a sister to me, and you hurt her. That's not something I take lightly", I say.
"Whatever!", she yells, jumping out of the car and slamming the door. Something hits the car as I pull away.
I rush back over to Niall and Liv's, praying to god she's ok. I check the car and see a huge dent on the back door. It looks as though she kicked it. I shake my head in disbelief. "Jesus!", I whisper as I make my way back upstairs. "Where's Liv? Is she ok?", I ask, as I get back to the flat.
"She's laying down. Mia's with her...", Niall snaps.
"I-I'm sorry, Niall. I should have listened to you. You know that I would never intentionally do anything to put her in danger... Can I go talk to her?", I ask and Niall shakes his head yes.
"Mia, can I talk to Liv for a second?", I whisper poking my head in the door.
"I'll be right outside Liv...", she says, and walks out the door. Liv's sitting cross legged in the middle of the bed. I sit next to her on the edge of the bed and take her hand in mine.
Tears spill down my cheeks now, "I-I'm so sorry. I didn't know she would say those things to you", I sob.
"It's not your fault Harry. I'm not mad. I'm the one who's sorry...", she says.
"For what?", I ask, wiping my eyes.
"I know you really liked her...", she says.
I shake my head yes, "I really did. I thought maybe she was my forever...", I say. This girl is truly the most selfless person I have ever met. Even after everything that's just happened, she's still worrying about me. It's then I realize what I meant to say is that I thought she was my 'you'...but I can't say that.
I shake the thoughts out of my head.
Those are dangerous thoughts.
Liv wraps her arms around me in a hug. I know to her it's simply one friend comforting another, but it feels like so much more to me. "Niall is lucky to have found you, Liv...", I whisper.
"You'll find your forever, Harry", she says.
I can't help but think...
I already have.