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.

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14. ~Chapter Twelve~

“Hey Chloe! What are you doing tonight?” Anne asked as I walked into the living room where she was knitting and watching some soap opera on the television.


“Um, I’m not sure. Why?” I sit down on the chair and wait for her to explain. It feels weird talking to her because I feel like I’m going to slip up and reveal the fact that Harry and I are basically dating.


“Well your dad and I just thought it would be good to get out and go grab dinner by the pier. It just feels like we haven’t had spent any time together in awhile!”


I felt a little guilty with that statement. Ever since Harry and I had started hanging out, and since two nights ago when we took it to the next level, we haven’t really been home much.


“I’d love too. And I think Harry said he didn’t have plans, so he should be able to come.” If I have to go, he's coming with too.


“Lovely!” She beams and puts her knitting needles and yarn on the coffee table so she can stand up. “I’ll go call David and let him know… Let’s plan for six at Oceanfront?”


“Sounds good.” I return her smile as she leaves to the kitchen. Just when she’s out of sight, I hear the front door close and footsteps trudging up the stairs.


I get up and go after Harry. Hopefully he won’t be too mad that I volunteered him to come with tonight.





“Hey.” I smile when I get the his door. He’s sitting on the edge of his bed pulling his boots off.



Harry looks up and finally notices me, his hard demeanor shifting into a much softer expression. Butterflies erupt in my stomach. He holds his hands out to me, so I shut the door behind me before I make my way over to him.


“Hey.” He sighs after a brief kiss. He holds me in his arms tightly.


I frown and pull away from our embrace to look at him more closely. “You okay?”


“Good now.”


“Harry…”


“I’m fine, Chloe.” He forces a smile. I don’t know what’s going on, but I know if I keep pestering him, it’ll make him angry. So I forget about.


I nod and respect his privacy. “Okay. How was Zayn’s?”


Harry kisses me before removing me from his lap to change into a different shirt. “Same shit, different day. What were you up to?”


“Nothing really. But… I kind of told your mom we would go out to dinner with her and my Dad…”


Harry turns around and looks at me. “Seriously? Why would you do that?”


I sigh and walk over to stand in front of him. “Because your Mum really wants us to all spend time together, and me and you are always doing something. It’s the least we can do.”


“But I want to stay here with you.” He pouts.


“Patience, my friend, is a wonderful thing.” I wink and kiss his cheek. “I’m going to get changed—we’re leaving at six so you should get ready too. Wear something nice.” He flashes me a challenging look. “For me?”


“Fine.” I knew that would get him.


I leave him in his room while I go back to mine to get ready. I change into my light blue sundress and some sandals before brushing through my hair once, then I’m back in Harry’s room to make sure he is coming with.


“You ready?”


“Yeah.” Harry shoves on his boot and stands up. “I like the dress.”


“Thanks.” I lean up on my toes to kiss him. He wraps his arms around my waist and picks me up and throws me on his bed. “Harry!”


“Let’s just stay home, baby.” He murmurs while kissing his way down my neck and to the swell of my breasts.


“If we don’t go, then I’m going to hang out with Brynn.” I challenge.


He sighs. “Fine, but we drive separately and get out of there as soon as we can.”


“Deal.” I smile and lean up to kiss him. “Let’s go down before I’m tempted to stay.”



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Once we get to Oceanside Restaurant on the pier, Dad takes the seat next to Anne, and I’m silently thankful that it means me and Harry able to sit next to each other.



Our parents try to make conversation with Harry and I about our classes, what we want to do for college, and our opinions on Anne’s existing wedding plans, but I feel like I’m the only one answering. Harry remains leaned back in his chair, only adding to the discussion when directly asked.


“I don’t know, I think I like the dark blue. I think that would look good on all the bridesmaid dresses.” Anne states. I tell her I think whatever she chooses will look great.


“What about you Harry?” Anne asks her son for input.


“Huh?”


“Dark blue for the main wedding color? Or the plum we had originally picked out?”


“Do you honestly think I give a shit?” He rolls his eyes.


I immediately grab his knee under the table and squeeze. He’s been rude, and he really has no reason to be.


“Sorry.” Harry mutters. “Either one will be fine.”


I feel better once Anne smiles and nods. I move my hand up Harry’s thigh a little and give him another squeeze in appreciation. He grabs my hand and moves it up a little further, and I cough trying to hide my surprise when I feel his strained erection through his jeans.


“Are you okay, Chloe?” My Dad asks. I nod and take a sip of my water.


Harry is out of his mind. Our parents are right there!


I try to pull my hand away before they notice, but he holds it there so I’m cupping his cock. I feel myself getting hot and turned on, but I’m fighting to hide it.


“So Harry, where do you plan on doing after you graduate?” My Dad asks him.


“Don’t know.” He shrugs and takes a bite of his burger. How is he so nonchalant about this! I'm practically giving him an over-the-pants hand job, and he's eating a fucking burger!


“Chloe is thinking ASU, maybe you’d like it out there.”


“Maybe.”


“You know… I’m not feeling too well.” I interrupt. This is getting way too uncomfortable; between my hand on Harry’s hard-on under the table across from our parents, and Harry’s rude, dismissive behavior—I think it’s time to go.


“Are you okay, sweetie?” Anne frowns.


“Yeah, just feeling a little nauseous. It’s nothing really, I probably just need to lay down.”


“Let’s get the bill then we can head out.” Dad offers.


“No it’s fine. You two stay, Harry can bring me home. You don’t mind right?” I ask him, suddenly thankful he suggested driving separately.


“Not at all,”


“All right, well get some rest, sweetheart. We’ll be home in an hour or so.”


“Thanks for dinner.”




As soon as we get out of that damn restaurant, Harry pushes me back against the wall of the building. “Baby, you’re good. I didn’t think I’d ever get you out of there.” He smirks and kisses my neck, hard. His hips roll into mine, and I panic thinking someone may be watching. I look around and thank God there’s no one in sight.


I let out a moan when he nibbles at my ear and rolls his hips again. Fuck, I’m so turned on. “Harry take me home.”


“With pleasure, baby.”


He grabs my hand and leads us towards my car. He gets me settled in the passenger seat and quickly rounds the front and gets in himself. He starts the car and speeds out onto the road. He’s as eager as I am.


I lean over the center console of the car and press my lips down his neck and nibble at his ear. I couldn’t help it, I was desperate at this point, and I couldn’t resist him.


“I’m about ready to pull over and fuck my horny girl if she doesn’t stop.” He growled and nipped at my bottom lip when I kissed the corner of his mouth.


“That sounds like more of a promise than a threat…” I teased and slid my hand between his legs, cupping his erection. I could feel him perfectly through his jeans, and it was making me incredibly wet. I’ve never felt so wanton in my life. This boy was doing crazy things to me.


“Fuck baby, you’r driving me crazy.” He groaned as he turned onto our street.


“If I suck your dick will you be able to concentrate enough to drive?” I taunted as I began unbuttoning his jeans.


“I’ll probably run into a fucking tree, baby, but I don’t give a shit at the moment.” He said quickly as my hand slipped into his boxers.


Luckily, we wouldn’t have to risk crashing because he pulled into the garage and shifted the car into park. “Inside. Now.” He demanded.


The familiar desire in my stomach burned as I got out of the car and ran up the stairs. He caught me half way and threw me over his shoulders, setting me down when we got into my bedroom.


I was quick to pull his shirt off and kiss down his chest. I smiled to myself as his breath hitched and he took hold of my hair. I unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down around his ankles along with his boxers. His erection stood out proudly and my mouth watered. He was so big. Even this part of him was a turn on. Slipping one hand around the base of his cock I slid the tip into my mouth and pressed it in until the head hit the back of my throat.


“Holy fucking shit, baby,” Harry groaned, falling against the doorframe for support. He buried both his hands in my hair and held me there. I pulled back letting his cock spring free of my mouth with a pop and then teased the head with my tongue. His curses and moans only made me hotter.


“Suck it, please baby,” he begged, pushing my head down over him until the head once again slid into my throat. I gagged and enjoyed the groan of pleasure coming from him. He was enjoying hearing me gag. I was turning myself on. “Oh shit, God damn baby that’s good.”


I dropped my hand to slip under my dress and between my legs and let Harry control how much of his cock went into my mouth with his grip on my head. “Fucking hell, are you touching yourself?” he asked, panting as he pulled back out of my mouth.


I nodded around his erection. “Don’t come yet.”Harry growled. I was very close to coming so I wasn’t sure I could promise him that.


“Suck it deep, baby. Suck that dick.” He began moving in and out of my mouth faster. His breathing quickened and his cursing got worse. I was about to explode.


“I need to come,” he said, pulling out of my mouth and I grabbed the backs of his thighs and held him there inside my mouth. “Chloe, baby, I’m gonna fucking come in your mouth if you don’t… if you don’t stop.”


I released him from my mouth and looked at him, keeping my hand slowly pumping the base of his cock. “Do you have a condom?”


His head rolled back so he was looking at the ceiling. “Fuck.” He groaned and ran his hands through his hair. “I used my last one with you. I’ll pull out baby… I need to fuck you. I need to be inside you.”


“I want you to come in my mouth.” I said seductively against the tip of his cock, my breath teasing him. He wasn’t the only one who wanted to fuck, but I’m not on the pill, and I can’t risk it. And I badly want to taste him.


“Fuck, are you trying to kill me, Chlo?” I smirked and nodded.


I took him back in my mouth and sucked down hard on him and pumped him in and out. I felt him tighten in against my tongue and both of his hands grabbed the back of my head. I heard his moan just before the first warm burst hit the back of my throat.


“Holy shit, baby. Fuck, your mouth feels so good around me,”


I started to slip a hand between my thighs again when Harry pulled me off his cock and picked me up to carry me to the bed where he threw me down. He helped pull my dress off over my head and was quick to remove my bra and panties.


He pushed my legs apart and then his head lowered and his tongue darted out to lick the wetness of my sex. I trembled as he got closer to my heat. "So sweet, baby. You like that?” he said just before he slid his tongue between my folds and then flicked it over my clit. I grabbed at his hair and held him over my heat.


“My greedy girl,” he murmured pressing kisses near my entrance before sliding his tongue inside me and rubbing my clit with the pad of his thumb. My orgasm hit me hard and I pulled at his hair, which made him growl hungrily and continue to lap at me.


I was out of breath when he crawled beside me on my bed. I don’t think I’ll ever get sick of this… Passion, lust, whatever it may be, I don’t ever want it to end.


“You’re amazing, Chloe.” Harry whispered and pushed the hair out of my face. I turned to him and smiled, unable to speak through my post orgasm. “And I need to get condoms ASAP.” He laughed breathlessly.


“Mmm.” I hummed to agree and molded myself against his body.



We laid together in silence, Harry running his fingers through my hair, me tracing the ink scattering his chest and abdomen. I could lay here forever… At least until my mind starts running wild.


“What is this to you Harry?” I whisper, afraid to ask. I don’t know where that came from, but I need to know. I’m content with whatever we have going on, but I don’t know what is really “going on.” Are we dating? Exclusive… is he still going to fuck other girls?


“What do you mean?”


“I don’t know… I just, I don’t want to be another one of your girls. And I know whatever’s going on between us is more than that, but… I don’t know.” I sigh.


“It’s only you, baby.” Harry kisses my forehead. “I only want you, and it better be the same damn way for you. There’s no way I’m sharing you.”


I smile to myself. That’s what I needed to hear. “There isn’t, it’s only you for me too.”

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