Can't Remember To Forget You (Harry Styles)

There's one person that can see right through the façade Chloe Hayes puts on after her life is turned around, and it's none other than her soon-to-be step brother, Harry Styles.


17. ~Chapter Fifteen~

“Harry what happened to you?” I want to ask him so much, but first things first, I need to see if he’s okay.

“I’m fine, Chloe. Come sit down with me.” He says calmly and takes my hand.

I follow him out to the deck, but I’m not convinced. “Harry, you don’t look fine. Let’s go back inside and clean it up before you get an infection or something.” I say as I look at the big gash on his leg and the scratches and bruises on his arm and face.

“No, I’m fine.” He says again, this time I don’t argue. His tone is the one telling you not to challenge him. “Come here.” He sits in a chair facing the view of the ocean and pulls me to sit on his lap.

“Am I hurting you?” I ask.

“No,” He sighs.

We stay silent for a minute or two, and I don’t know where to begin. I need answers… Why did he leave on Thursday so angry with me, not call me for three days, and then show up tonight and act like nothings wrong? I missed him, and I’m glad he’s back, but what’s really going on?

“I’m sorry.” I whisper. “You’re right, I shouldn’t have called Grant and I was being insensitive.”

“I know baby,” He promises. “Then why did you leave me, Harry?” I wipe away my stubborn tears. “You didn’t give me the chance to explain, and I was so worried about you.”

“Chloe I’m sorry.” He sighs again before kissing my forehead. “I was so angry, and I know I didn’t handle it well, but I needed to get out of here before I did something I would have regretted even more.”

“I get that… but why did you come back? Why aren’t you still mad at me?”

“I overheard you talking to Grant when he was here… I was stupid Chlo, I should’ve trusted you when you said he means nothing to you… I’m just… I’m new at this, okay? I’m not used to these feelings, and I didn’t know what to do when I found out you called him.”

“I don’t care anymore, I’m just happy you came back.” I smile and lean up to kiss him. God, I’ve missed this boy so much.

“I’m so sorry, Chloe.” He rests his forehead against mine.

“I know,” I smile, using the words he used earlier. “Let’s just move past this okay?”


“Now will you tell me what happened to you? Where have you been the last few days?” I don’t know if I really wanted to know the answers to those questions, but I needed to know.

“It doesn’t matter, Chloe.”

“Yes it does. Harry, I care about you, and if we’re going to do this, then there can’t be secrets between us.”

He sighed and nodded his head. “I crashed my bike.”

“Shit.” I muttered. “Harry, are you sure you’re okay? Please let me take you to get looked at. Please.”

“Chloe, I said I was fine.” He kisses my cheek and gives me a reassuring smile. “Now my bike… that’s a different story.” He laughs… I don’t.

“That’s why I don’t like those things! Harry, you’re not thinking about getting a new one, right?”

“I’m gonna fix it up.”

“Please just get a car. Harry, I could hardly handle you being gone for three days, what if it was worse? I can’t lose you.” I begin to think of the worst scenarios… What if he had been hurt worse?

“Shh, I’m fine, okay?” He smiles and takes my face in his hands. “I’m here, and I’m okay. Now let’s go inside, and I’ll show you just how fine I feel by fucking you until you’re the one in pain.” He smirks.

“So you are in pain?”

“I’m just a little sore, but I’ll manage. Come on, I’ve missed you baby, I need to be inside you.” Harry nibbles at my ear.

Harry’s POV

“Let’s just go to the hospital. When they tell you you’re okay, then we can do whatever you want.”

My girl is so stubborn. “No. I finally have you to myself in this house, and I’m not putting it to waste.”

“How did you know our parents weren’t here?” Chloe frowns in the most adorable way.

“My Mum texted me. That’s why I came back… I wanted to talk to you without them here.” I admit.

“Oh… Well will you promise to let me take you tomorrow?”

“Yes baby, you can take me tomorrow.” I agree and stand up with her in my arms. My whole body aches like a bitch, but I’m not going to admit that. I need her badly right now, and I’m not leaving this house until I get her.

“I missed you, Harry.” She murmurs against my neck and kisses the skin there.

“I missed you more baby. I’m sorry for leaving.” I tell her again. I still feel like a dick for what I did, but I’m beyond thankful she’s forgiven me. I don’t know what I’d do if she didn’t… I almost killed myself on my bike with just the thought of her not taking me, what would I do if she really didn’t? Let’s hope I never have to find out.

I carried her up the stairs and brought her into my room before laying her gently on the bed. I pressed my lips against hers and kissed her passionately. My heart was racing, and my body ached for her, to touch her, and be inside her. I grabbed her shirt and took it off. I took off my shirt and unbuttoned my pants, never taking my eyes off her. I never wanted to take my eyes off her again. She stood up, took off her shorts, and threw them on the floor while I pulled a condom out of my drawer… I had made sure to get them the day after we realized I ran out. She laid down on the bed in just her black lace bra and matching thong. I stood there in awe of this amazing woman as I looked over her every curve. I never wanted anyone or anything so bad in my entire life.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” I whispered as I ran my hand up and down her perfectly sculpted stomach. I climbed on top of her as she wrapped her arms around my neck. My lips met hers for a brief second until my tongue began to explore her neck. She moaned and tilted her head back to give me full access. She arched her back as I took down her bra straps and exposed her breasts. A groan escaped me as I lightly sucked each hardened nipple and ran my tongue in circles down her perfect body. She pressed her hips against me, letting me know she wanted more. I wanted to devour her. I felt like I was going to lose my mind because I wanted her and needed her so badly.

As I was licking and stroking every inch of her perfect body, she took her hand and pushed it down the front of my pants. Her hand was soft as she wrapped her fingers around my cock and stroked it up and down. “Shit baby,” I groaned at the contact.

I lightly traced the edge of her panties as my fingers made their way to her swollen and aching clit. Her breathing was rapid as she softly moaned and said my name. I circled my fingers around her tender spot before gently inserting them inside. “You’re so wet, Chloe. God, I missed you… I want you, I need you…” I moaned as our lips joined together. She continuously moaned as I moved my fingers inside her in and out of her. She was ready to come, and I could feel her wanting to explode. She started to scream my name as I softly circled her clit with my thumb, coming undone under my touch. I needed to be inside her. It’s been too long.

I tore off my jeans and underwear and threw them across the room. “I’m not leaving again, okay?”

She nodded her head as I climbed on top and gently inserted myself inside her. “Harry, I need you.” She gasped when I was all the way in her.

I stared into her brown eyes with each slow and steady thrust. “What are you doing to me, Chloe?” The corners of her mouth curved up as she pulled me down to her, and we kissed passionately. Once I was fully inside her, my movements became faster. She panted with each thrust. Her hands traveled down my backside as she dug her nails into my back, exciting me more than I already was. I wanted this moment to last forever. I wanted to stay like this for eternity and never pull out of her, even if my body was aching. She felt so warm and so good. I need her so much. I brought my mouth to her breasts; sucking and lightly biting each nipple. I could feel her swell and preparing for her next orgasm, making my moans become louder and my thrusts more forceful. I took her leg and brought it up to my waist, making the penetration more deep and intense. “Come for me, Chlo; come, baby,” I whispered in her ear. Her breathing became fierce as she screamed my name, and her body shook in ecstasy.

“Christ, you feel so good.” I groaned.

“I’m gonna come, baby. Fuck.” I moaned while filling the condom. It was the most incredible and pleasurable feeling, and even though I’ve had sex many times, this was different; this was new. It was different than any other girl I’ve fucked, and different than the first few times Chloe and I had had sex. I knew it was because I was falling for her harder each day…

I looked at her, panting and out of breath as she stroked my face with her hand and pulled me down onto her. I wrapped my hands around her head and buried myself in her neck. I gently pulled out of her and fell to my side. I took my hand and softly pushed her hair away from her face so I could see all of her beauty.

“You’re amazing,” I smiled. She was breathing heavily when she smiled back and kissed me lightly.

The feelings I felt in this moment were indescribable. I’ve never felt like this before, and I was a little scared. Chloe has become someone I need, someone I always want to be around, someone I’m not happy without. It’s overwhelming, but I just feel like she deserves everything. And I want to be the one who gives her everything.

“My dad never left me and my mom…” She began, breaking the silence we were in. “My mom kicked him out, and wouldn’t let him come back. He tried to see me, but she didn’t allow him to.”

Although the hatred I held for her father had subsided with learning this, I felt terrible for Chloe. She has been through so much already, and I’m sure this was devastating to hear.

“Is this what your dad told you on Thursday? When you called Grant?”

“Yes.” She said quietly. “I don’t know what to do about it. I hated my dad for so many years, when my mom is the one I should’ve hated.”

“Baby,” I sighed and held her close to me. “Don’t hate her. I’m sure she had her reasons.”

“I know.” She said into my neck as she traced the tattoos on my chest. “My life is so messed up… Except for you. Everything’s better with you, Harry.”

My heart swelled at her words. “I feel the same way.” I told her honestly. I can't remember the last time my life was actually good... well I can, but it was too long ago, and I'm glad I've finally found someone who can fill the void in my heart.

All I could do was hold her and tell her how sorry I was that she has to go through this. I felt guilty for not being able to help her more, I mean I could relate to her situation on some level, but I didn't know how to tell her that. For a brief moment, the thought that maybe Grant, or any other guy for that matter would be better for her ran through my mind. It made me desperate to work on being a better man for her. I was falling in love for this beautiful girl, and it scared the hell out of me, but I wanted to be someone she could love. She has told me everything about her, and I knew there was some things about myself I needed to tell her if I want her to know everything about me.

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