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CAUTION : MATURE CONTENT
pls don't laugh guys, I've never written smut and I tried my best 😞

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Once I'm finished with my meal, I quickly pay and make my way back to the mall to do a bit of shopping by myself. It's a definite stress reliever to shop, and that's what I need right now. Besides, I need new dresses for upcoming events.

Holding up a gorgeous Royal blue Versace gown, I smile in delight before placing it on my forearm and searching for matching jewelry and heels.

After about two hours of roaming around Versace alone, I've found a dress for the brunch, gorgeous silver earrings, heels, and a beautiful purse to match the dress. I don't bother to buy a necklace, because I'm going to wear the gorgeous diamond necklace my mother and father had given me before they left for Paris. Sentimental reasons.

After going into Calvin Klein for a couple of things, I make a quick stop at Tiffanys before heading back home. Successful shopping day.

Usually after successful shopping days, I would call my personal driver, Henry. But ever since I got this Jeep, I cannot stop driving it!

I think the next car I will purchase will be a Mercedes. Though it's gorgeous, this Jeep is only my learning car and I'll have to upgrade in the future of course.

Once I park my car into the garage, I rub my eyes in exhaustion and drag myself up the stairs and into my bedroom. Grabbing a towel, I step into my walk in closet and grab my new, silk, dark red two piece pajama set. I also grab the slippers to match.

After placing my outfit onto the bed, I make my way towards my bathroom and yawn. It's precisely eleven pm, and usually at this time of night I'd be snuggled up with Harry.

Sighing, I remove my clothes and throw them into a hamper before stepping into the shower and taking a much needed shower.

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Fluttering my eyes open, I roll around the silk sheets and groan. Rubbing my eyes, I grab my phone from the nightstand and scroll through my notifications. I ignore every single one, until I see a text message from Harry.

From : Harry
12:34 AM

Hey little Winsley, I missed you yesterday😢 But today I'm gonna make it up to you and take you to an art museum I think you'd like. Afterwards we can go to the beach if you want. I'm going to pick you up at 2. 😘

With a wide smile, I squeal in happiness before rushing to my closet to find something to wear.

After I'm finished getting ready, I make several calls to make sure that this brunch will be absolutely perfect. So far, I've got the best chefs, caterers, and florists. All I need to do is set up a reservation somewhere, and work on the invitations.

Placing my phone down on the kitchen table, I rub my temples and sigh. As I begin to plan out the entire month of June in my head, a familiar voice is heard,

"Miss me?"

My heart instantly leaps in joy, and I almost knock over the chair I was sitting on to run to Harry. He's standing in the living room with wide arms, and a bright smile.

Leaping into his arms, I inhale his familiar, delicious scent, and wrap my arms around him. "Gee Poppy, it's only been a day," he chuckles, making me hug him tighter.

"Yes, a miserable, stressful, exhausting day," I add, placing my head on his shoulder.

He rubs my back and kisses my cheek. "I had a long day at work, I was in the office until about four am working."

We both pull away from the hug and my blue eyes meet his heart warming green ones. Once again, they mesmerize me and I can't help but smile.

"Well, thankfully you're spending today with me," I cheer, grabbing my purse.

He smiles, making my insides flutter. "How was your girls day?"

Rolling my eyes, we make our way to his BMW. Once we're both sitting, I pout at him. "It was the worst day ever. Amanda was being really bitchy."

He sighs, turning his body a bit to face me. "Which one is Amanda again?" He asks, furrowing his eyebrows. I smile, remembering the time we were laying in bed and I complained about them right before falling asleep.

"The one with big eyes and lips who uses me to get into fashion shows," I murmur. He nods, sighing.

"What was she being bitchy about?" Harry asks, genuinely worried. I just place my hand in his with a smile. "Nothing to worry about, I don't want to ruin a good day."

He looks into my eyes, grinning widely before attacking my lips with his. I begin to kiss back, and smile as the kiss gets deeper and deeper.

Before it can get too far, Harry pulls away and reminds me that the museum closes at 5 and it's already two. I roll my eyes and pull away, my lips instantly missing his.

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"The art is almost as pretty as you," Harry whispers into my hair, making me grin wildly. We're currently standing in front of an odd painting of several flowers, and an orange cat walking through the field. Every piece is so gorgeous in this museum, people are so talented.

After admiring a sky piece, I lace my fingers into Harry's and lean my head on his shoulder. "Thank you for taking me here, everything is so beautiful."

He kisses the top of my head. "I knew you'd like it, I know how much you love art."

As my insides flutter in admiration and adoration, I kiss his shoulder softly. Peering over at a truly mesmerizing painting, I unlatch my hand from Harry's and walk over to the alluring piece.

There framed, is a gorgeous painting of two baby Angels, white and purple clouds surrounding them. Their wings are exquisitely portrayed, definite details. My jaw drops in awe, the painting mesmerizing me.

"Wow," I breathe out, admiring the gold, detailed frame. Everything about this piece is so appealing, almost heavenly to look at.

"You like it?" A voice comes up from behind me, making me jump in fright a bit. Turning around to face Harry with an awe-stricken face, I blink several times.

"I love it, something about it is just so.. Magnificent," I breathe out, turning to face it once again.

"Hm," Harry hums quietly, walking over to me quietly and standing beside my wonder struck self. I catch a whiff of his pleasant cologne, and it feels like heaven as he stands beside me, admiring the piece with me.

"Simply amazing," I breathed. I could see Harry in the corner of my eye nodding, slightly rubbing his lip in thought.

After finally tearing my gaze away from the painting, I look at my rose cold Cartier watch, and read that the time is exactly 4:23. The museum sadly closes at five, but Harry wants to go to the beach so it gives us perfect timing.

"Let's look at a couple more paintings and then head to the beach?" I speak up, smiling at Harry who was still intently focusing on the painting. Moments later, he finally turns to look at me and nods.

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"The sun feels great," I say, cuddling closer to Harry as we lay on a large bleach blanket underneath an umbrella.

Tracing circles onto my bare back, Harry yawns. "I'm tired, P. I've gotten close to no sleep these past couple of days," he speaks, his husky accent making me cuddle closer to him.

"You can sleep here if you want, I wanna go for a swim," I decide, taking my sunglasses off and placing them in my white Fendi beach bag. Harry just yawns, shaking his head. "No, we are supposed to have bonding time today, I missed you far too much yesterday."

Standing up, I pat the sand off of my bikini bottoms. With a giggle, I help Harry up also. "It was only a day."

He raises his eyebrows, gripping my hips and pulling me closer to his chest. Not seeming to care about the scattered people around, he wraps his arms around my waist and kisses me deeply. "A day is too long to be spent away from you."

Feeling butterflies flutter around in my stomach, I can't help but smile, my cheeks growing hot. Before I can think of what to say, he crashes his lips onto mine, pulling me closer to his chest.

Smiling into the kiss, I can practically feel the adoration circulating through the air. As our lips move in sync, our hands roaming each other's bodies, nothing could ever beat this beautiful moment.

Harry's hands reach down and grab onto my butt, squeezing each cheeks before giving them a light smack.

Gasping, I pull away from the kiss and slightly swat his arm with a smile. "Not that much PDA!" I exclaim with a laugh, making Harry's swollen and reddened lips curving up into a mischievous smile.

After a few more pecks, we both make our way into the calming, warm water, enjoying this special day.

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"I am so tired," Harry whispers, pulling my half naked body onto his. I was too lazy to change out of my swimming suit, so once we got back to my house I just dried off and jumped into bed, exhausted.

Leaning up and kissing his cheek, I softly pet his hair. "How's work? What's making you so tired my little British muffin?"

Harry lightly chuckles, the sound making my heart swell up. "Well, we are expanding the business, and placing a couple chain hotels in London soon."

My jaw drops at this. Wow, I'm so proud of him! This is a huge deal. "Really?!" I exclaim excitedly, quickly crawling on top of him to look him in the eyes.

"Yes," he chuckles, looking down at my barely covered body. I blush, realizing what I had done. Licking my lips, I peck his cheek softly.

"I'm proud of you," I whisper, placing a strand of hair behind my ear. Though the room is barely lit, I can see the color of his beautiful forest green eyes perfectly, filled with lust and adoration.

"Thank you," he breathes, looking down at our connected hips with hooded eyes, biting his lip.

Feeling something harden underneath me, my lips part in shock and pleasure. Moving my hips a bit uncomfortably, Harry suddenly groans, making me freeze.

Looking down at him, his eyes are darkened, his plump lip pulled into his teeth. My heartbeat grows more rapid, and my southern region becomes damp.

Repeating the same action, I feel a wave of pleasure run through me, making a small gasp fly out of my mouth. Harry just smirks, gripping my hips and slightly moving me. I begin to move, his hard member rubbing against my sensitive area.

Parting my mouth in pleasure, I place my hands on his chest before beginning to speed up, reaching down to kiss Harry every few seconds.

Grinding myself onto him faster and harder, I start to feel a fiery pleasure igniting my entire body, making me accidentally moan out. Biting my lip in concentration, I work my hips even harder, feeling my wetness seep through my bottoms and onto his boxers.

As Harry's small, throaty pants and moans escape from his throat, I'm on cloud nine as I rub myself harder onto his rock hard member, pleasure clouding my mind as moans escape my swollen lips.

"Fuck yeah, just like that baby," Harry groans, his thumbs pressing harder and harder onto my hips. Although it hurts, the pleasure running through my veins is too strong to even think about the pain.

Speeding up my pace, I start to feel my clit tingle, a knot in my stomach building up, making me let out a string of moans.

"I'm close, fuck, just like that," Harry rasps, reaching around to grip my ass as I grind harder and quicker onto him. Feeling my legs shake uncontrollably and the knot in my stomach getting bigger, I let out one last moan before a burst of pleasure runs through my entire body, making me see stars.

Almost immediately after, Harry lets out a shaky breath before some sort of liquid seeps through his boxers. I may be sexually inexperienced, but it's safe to say he came in his boxers.

"Oh god," I pant, still sitting on top of him. After realizing what we had just done, I feel my entire face burn up.

"That was.. Amazing," Harry breathes, pulling me onto his chest before kissing my forehead.

I smile with heated cheeks, feeling a tad embarrassed. "Did I do okay?"

"You did amazing, you didn't feel pressured, did you? You know I only wanna do these things with you if you're okay with it," Harry says, still a little out of breath.

Snuggling my face closer into his neck, I close my eyes in happiness. I love how he always needs confirmation. "I didn't feel pressured, I loved it and I'd like to do more things with you eventually," I admit, smiling lightly.

"I just want you to know that I'm okay with you saying no at any point, I don't need anything sexual, and I most certainly don't want you to feel pressured," he slowly says, stroking my hair.

I sigh out, feeling a complete wave of relief. I knew that stupid bitch Amanda was just trying to hurt
my feelings. Harry isn't like that.

"Thank you, I mean it," I say, feeling content. "Amanda told me that guys like you need sex, and if you don't get it from me you'll get it from someone else," I say, becoming just a tad bit sad.

Harry gasps, removing his hand from my hair. "She said that?!" He exclaims, making me jump in fear a bit.

I slowly nod.

"Poppy Winsley, don't believe a word that dumb bitch says, you know damn well I don't need that shit, I just need you, and if you didn't want to do anything sexual I would respect that and wait until you were ready," he growls, his tone softening as he finishes his sentence.

Gulping, I sigh. "I know, I'm sorry, I just got upset because you're so handsome, and experienced, and older," I ramble, making myself upset, "and I'm inexperienced and young. And girls like Emily wouldn't hesitate to jump on your dick," I say sadly, even though my fists clench at the thought of her.

"Poppy, Emily means nothing to me, you mean everything. Sex isn't important to me at all, it's not something I need. I will wait as long as you want me to."

Smiling at his words, I kiss his neck softly. "Thank you, but we're not even dating."

"Do you want to be dating?" He asks, making my heart leap. I bite my lip.

"Yes?"

"Okay, then I'll ask you out. Properly. Not like this," he chuckles, making my insides flutter. I grin widely.

"I like you a lot, Harry," I whisper, feeling my heartbeat increase.

"And I like you a lot too, Poppy. More than you could ever imagine."

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Long ass chapter god damn

Hey I'm sorry if the smut sucked, I really tried and I felt kinda awkward writing it LMAO but hey plz don't laugh I tried my best. :)

Also, the brunch will be soon, and you know what that means!!!! LOUIS!!

I'm so excited for jealous Harry.