Shay woke up from her phone loudly vibrating on her nightstand. Before she even got the chance to grab it through the dark, it vibrated itself straight off and on to the ground. Shay grumbled, turning on her bedside lamp looking over the side of her bed for the now missing phone. The only way she was able to find it was because she could still hear it buzzing underneath her bed. She quickly retrieved it, praying that it was a life and death emergency that had just woken her out of a pretty damn good slumber.
But when she saw Harry’s name flash across the screen, all her hostile feelings dissipated from her body and a smile formed across her lips.
“Harry,” she breathed into the receiver.
“Hi,” she heard his deep voice, sounding a little too cheerful for half past midnight.
“Were you sleeping?” He asked quietly.
“Mm-hmm,” she breathed airily into the phone.
“I’m sorry,” he said and she could hear the hint of a smirk in his voice.
“It’s okay,” she told him, rubbing at her eyes.
“So, I’m sitting outside your house,” he told her.
“What?” She said excitedly, sitting up quickly in her bed. Harry chuckled on the other end of the line.
“Sneak out with me,” he told her.
“What? Harry…” She said quietly.
“Come on, Shay. Sneak out. Come kiss me,” he said, adding a very tempting reward.
“Why didn’t you just sleepover tonight? It would have been easier,” Shay pointed out. It was the weekend after all.
“I dunno,” he said quietly.
A whole week passed since she got on birth control. A whole week of kissing Harry in backseats and secret corners.
“Just come meet me,” he pressed on.
“But…” Shay stammered.
“Shaylynn…” He whined. She loved hearing him say her name like that.
“You know, you’re a bad influence on me,” Shay giggled into the receiver.
“But you love it,” he said matter-of-factly.
“I do,” she conceded, biting at her lip.
“So you’ll come out?” He asked quickly.
“Fine,” she agreed with a whine, throwing the blankets off of her body.
“Don’t sound so enthused,” he chuckled, sarcasm dripping from his words.
“Shut up. I’ll be down in a few minutes… I’ve gotta… dress and stuff,” she told him.
“Okay. Bye,” he said quickly, ending the phone call, not giving her any time to change her mind.
Shay scrambled out of bed and threw off her pajamas, and put on a pair of yoga pants and a hoodie over her bra and underwear. She quickly brushed her teeth before grabbing her phone and house keys. She tip-toed as quietly as possible down the stairs, praying to God she wasn’t about to get caught. Once out the door she saw Harry’s idling Jeep in front of the house. It was ballsy to park right outside. Anyone could look out the window and see him.
Shay ran to the car so they could get out of there as fast as they could without being seen. Once she was securely in the car, her lips immediately greeted his, feeling a sense of excitement intoxicating her.
“Hi,” Harry said, smiling against her lips.
“Hi,” Shay giggled, pulling back to look at his face.
“I’m glad you came out,” he told her, smiled over at her as she buckled her seatbelt.
“You better be,” she giggled. With that he put the car in gear and drove off quickly.
Playing softly over the stereo was music that was all too familiar to her. It was music Louis had played for years – music that Shay had long ago learned the words to and found her own love for. She leaned over, turning the volume knob up. Name Taken – such a good band. And the song seemed to fit perfectly with what they were doing. Harry looked over at her and smiled.
“We can drive far away. We can forget the way back. We can start over. We could drive far away. We can forget the way back. We can start over,” Shay sang along to the song as Harry looked over at her with a wide smile on her face.
“I love this song,” she hummed, almost feeling entrance by the music, by Harry.
“I’m glad,” he said, smiling over at her.
Harry pulled into their wooded area – a place they both became quite familiar with. Just as he put the vehicle in park, the song changed and it was better than the last.
“Oh my god,” Shay breathed, listening to the opening bars of This is For Keeps by The Spill Canvas.
“What?” He asked looking over at her.
“This song. Kiss me. Kiss me to this song,” Shay said, smiling brightly at him and he let out a laugh.
“I’m serious,” she said, climbing into the folded down backseat.
Earlier in the week they discovered that folding down the seat gave them more room to make out than just laying across the small bench seat. Harry came prepared with a blanket for them to lay on too, which was a nice touch.
“Come here,” Shay said, holding out her arms for him as he too crawled into the back.
Moments later he was onto top of her, connecting their lips instantaneously.
“Mmm,” Shay breathed against his lips.
“Mm-hmm,” he hummed against hers.
His hands were already working her sweatshirt over her head and she let him, before pawing at his shirt, lifting it up.
“Can we… can we be naked with each other, Shay?” Harry breathed lowly. Her body tensed underneath him at the request.
“I… I know you’re not ready to go all the way, okay. I won’t. I promise. I just want to feel your soft skin against mine,” he told her.
With his reassuring words she nodded, giving him permission to strip her down completely before he did the same to himself. The feelings rippling through her body were almost unbearable. Fear. Anxiety. Self-consciousness. But there was also the good that came with the bad. Love. Lust. Longing.
Shay’s mouth met his in a heated kiss as she felt his body press against her own. And she loved it – the feeling of our bare skin touching. She felt electric with his heated skin against hers. Almost out of nowhere, Harry materialized another blanket, pulling it over his back as her legs accommodated his body in-between them.
Their mouths never stopped. Shay didn’t want them to. She just wanted to kiss him forever while this perfect song played in the background.
“Eternity will never be enough for me. Eternally we’ll live our infallible love. Follow me into the sea. We’ll drown together and immortalize you and me. Leave behind this lonely town. We’re both better than this, it’s not worth being down,” the stereo played the last bits of the song.
Shay whimpered against his lips when the next song – a fast paced Jack’s Mannequin song – came on.
“I can turn it down if you want. Or change the song,” he told her.
“No. Don’t stop,” Shay said, pulling his lips back down to hers.
Their tongues danced harmoniously with each other’s as their lips pressed perfectly together. The sweet friction of their body’s only added to it all. Harry broke the kiss only to move his lips across her neck, kissing a sweet trail down. Shay whimpered through the stillness, unable to hold in the moan that had been bottled up since they started this.
“Mmm, Shay,” Harry breathed against her collarbone before he continued down.
Her fingers tangled together in his hair as he kissed his way down her body. Before she knew it, his head was kissing over the most heated region of her body – between her legs.
“Jesus…” Shay moaned, sounding breathy and exasperated as his mouth began working slowly to bring her over the edge.
“Just relax,” he cooed.
She did her best to focus on relaxing her body and to focus on his lips and tongue and the way they kept her continuously panting.
“Harry… oh my god…” Shay breathed, pulling harder on his hair than she meant to.
It was sweet torture and she couldn’t help but think how she was sixteen years old and things like this happening to her was crazy beyond belief. She was sixteen years old and she had a boy’s face between her legs. She shook off the thought because she quickly realized she let her body tense once again, unwillingly. But that time it was different.
Her body tensed and then she felt an intense feeling of pleasure. A pleasure she never wanted to stop feeling. She wanted to bottle it up and keep it with her forever. Seconds after, her body shuddered hard and she let out a low moan. Harry’s mouth kept moving and another shudder shook through her. And as her finally body relaxed, Harry’s pulled up to look at her.
“You had one, didn’t you?” He smiled up at her. Shay nodded, swallowing hard trying to moisten her dry throat enough to talk.
“I’m glad,” he told her sincerely.
“That was amazing,” she breathed out.
“I’m glad,” he said again, crawling up into her arms resting his head against her bare chest.
They laid there, Harry in her arms for a bit as her heart rate went back to normal. She felt so free and she had Harry to thank for that.
“I like you a lot, Shay,” Harry breathed against her skin. She smiled widely in the dark.
“I like you too, Harry,” she told him honestly.
“I know,” he said quietly. Shay laughed out loud, shoving him playfully.
“What?” He chuckled, looking up at her.
“You know?” She giggled.
“I could tell. I could tell a long time ago,” he told her.
“When?” She asked incredulously.
“Not long after I kissed you that first time,” he told her, resting his head back down on her chest.
“Hmm,” she breathed, knowing she couldn’t argue with that.
“You wanna know how I knew you liked me?” Harry asked.
“How?” She asked, smiling bashfully.
“Your eyes sparkle when you look at me,” he told her, his voice vibrating against her chest.
“Oh, yeah?” She questioned, smirking wildly through the dark.
“Yeah. It’s like you have stars in your eyes,” he told her.
Shay laughed, even though it wasn’t funny. It was probably the sweetest thing ever and it made her like him even more.
“Like now,” he said, looking up at her.
“Yeah. Am I that obvious?” She asked as a blush arose on her cheeks.
“Yes. And I love it,” he told her honestly as he leaned in and left a kiss on her lips. Oh, God.
They lay together talking and kissing until the sun started to come up and they knew their night needed to come to an end.
“I should get you home before it’s too late,” Harry told her.
“Yeah,” she said quietly, not wanting the night to end.
They dressed quietly and he drove her home. Harry kissed her lips sweetly once he was parked in front of her house.
“Thank you for making me come out,” Shay told him sincerely.
“I’m honored to be the one who gets to corrupt you,” Harry said with a sly smile.
“Yeah, yeah,” she smiled and rolled her eyes as she leaned in and kissed him again.
“Call me to let me know you got inside okay,” he told her as she pushed open the passenger door and got out.
“I will,” she said, smiling widely at him.
“Bye, Shay,” he said with a small wave.
“Bye, Harry,” she said, closing the passenger door behind her.
After her short phone call to Harry to let him know she was safely back in her bed, Shay snuggled up under her blankets with Harry so heavy on her mind that she thought she might never get any sleep.