Harry Styles

My breathing was uneven, my lips dried as soon as I licked them and the sweat around my hairline was making me itch. I laid in the middle of my bed in a star shape—my legs and arms out—as I tried to catch my breath and calm down.

It was always a challenge and a half to get down from my high of pleasure that only one person was able to bring to life. It was a bit mind-blowing—both the orgasm and the fact—that Renleigh was pretty much the only person who was able to bring me to tears every time she gave me a blowjob or decided to fuck the life out of me. Every single time, I felt like she got everything out of me—my breath, my soul, my energy.

She genuinely was the best fuck I have ever had and will ever have in my life. And I'm saying that honestly. No one ever managed to make me feel like she does, hell, I didn't even know someone could make me feel like this.

And trust me, I have had my fair share of one-night stands.

Once I was finally back to normal, I got out of bed and decided to join her in the shower. She never stayed to cuddle afterwards which always made my chest pang a little bit because it felt like she couldn't wait to get away from me. When I asked her about it, she just said it had nothing to do with me, it was all in her head. She wouldn't have enjoyed being attached to me all sweaty and she religiously went for a wee after anything sexual and intimate for her own sake.

"Ah, dang it," I chuckled when I caught her wrapped up in a towel, both on her body and on her head. "I thought we'd shower together."

"You took ages," she told me and I pouted as I walked up behind her and pressed my lips on her neck. She sighed when my mouth touched the fresh bruise on her neck, closer to her shoulder but still kind of on her right collarbone. "Stop it."

"M'not doing anything," I mumbled with my hands on her stomach, over the towel that hid her amazing body from me.

"Get in the shower, you stink," she picked my hands off of her and pushed me away, towards the shower, with a playful smile on her face. Her cheeks were rosy and her eyes were huge, a bit tired looking. I leaned in and kissed her on the lips, the feel of them made my insides fly up and down and everywhere, not to mention when she giggled in the gesture. "Go."

"Do I have any more surprises? Is that why you are hurrying me up?" I questioned cheekily. I didn't need anymore surprises. Everything we did and I have gotten today was more than enough. But, I liked nagging her.

"You are insatiable," she shook her head at me as a smile tried to break through on her pretty lips but she fought it. "Go."

She left me alone while I took my shower and it gave me the time to just enjoy the warm water. The bathroom was nothing like mine, but I still really liked it. It was truly like my second home—her place, I mean. When she asked me that, it kind of caught me off guard because I wasn't sure if I should have said what I did. Then I just didn't think it over because I knew she preferred honesty, even if it had the potential to hurt.

However, it kind of made me sad that she didn't even think of her own place as home, nevermind mine. It was so mind boggling to me that she didn't feel home here yet she was attached to the place. Then I had to remember that she barely spent time here and that probably played a huge role in this situation.

When I was out of my shower, my joggers on my waist and my towel on my head as I dried my hair with one hand, I was surprised to find the bedroom empty. I threw the wet material over the bathroom door before I got in bed and grabbed my phone. She most likely just went downstairs or something and I personally didn't have the strength to go down and find her.

Instead, I went through my texts and decided to reply to everyone. There was a load of texts from friends and stuff which made me smile and feel important. It was weird, really. But I felt like I mattered on my birthday. To my friends, anyway.

"Bitch, I was waiting for you downstairs," Renleigh said as soon as she walked in the room. It scared the fuck out of me because I didn't expect her to come up or to be there and I was too focused on my phone. "Ugh, move," she grunted and made me go on the other side of the bed so she could sit down. Only then, did I notice the box she had in her hands.

"So, I did have more surprises," I smirked at her as I put my phone on the bed and ran my hand through my slightly damp hair.

"I thought of just binning it or something because you might hate it but I thought it was nice," she blurted out. I looked at her with my eyebrows raised and a soft smile on my face. She was so nervous whenever it came to doing something for me or giving something to me. She put herself up to fail every single time and it genuinely shocked me how this was the same person who would fire someone over the smallest mistake.

"You know that whatever it is, I will love it," I reminded her.

"You don't need to say that shit to me," she let me know. "If you don't like it, just tell me."

"Okay," I sighed. "But I most likely will, so, just go on."

"Alright," she nodded. I watched her take the lid off of the box and carefully take out a smaller box. It was wrapped in wrapping paper and it looked really nice. "You can take it back if you want and just get money for it, I don't really mind-,"

"Babe," I took her hand in mine as I placed the box next to us. She whipped her head towards me and waited for me to carry on. "You are overthinking it."

"Shit, I am," she whispered as she closed her eyes and pressed her lips in a tight line. It made me chuckle as I kissed her forehead. "Okay. Open it, I guess."

And I did. She chewed on her lips as I did, clearly very nervous as to what my reaction will be to whatever she had gotten me. As I popped open the box, a ring made up of diamonds caught my attention. I chuckled as I pulled it out of the box and inspected it from closer, the shiny pieces that it held seemed to be real.

"Listen, it might not be your size. I kind of just... I don't know. Just went for a size I thought could work."

"Well," I said as I tried it on all of my fingers until it fit on my little finger. "It works."

"You hate it," she stated flat out. "Oh my god. You fucking hate it, don't you? I should have gotten the normal band."

"Ren, when did I say that? When did I say any of those words?" I asked with my hands on her knees. She inhaled deeply and I had to hold my laughter back. She was so fucking dramatic. "It's nice, okay? Not something I own yet and that's why I love it."

"If I could say those three dots I can text, I would be saying them now," she let me know.

"Shut up," I rolled my eyes at her. "Go on. What's next?"

"Wait, you love it, for real-for real?"

"Yes. I love it. For real-for real."

"Okay," she sighed heavily and I really didn't know what else to do other than laugh at her reaction. "Okay. I—whatever. Open this."

"Right away, Ma'am," I said as I took over the next box. "Why did you put them all in that massive box if they are all really small?"

"Well, because this," she said as she pulled out a bigger box. "Needed to fit in it."

"What is that and why is it bigger?"

"It's a replica of your massive ego," she joked and I replied with a fake 'haha' which actually made her laugh. "You are taking too long to open these so—this one is a necklace and this is two wine glasses. So, this present is just as much for me as it is for you."

"Why did you have to ruin it?" I groaned but then quickly said, "I'm joking. It's fine."

"So, um that necklace... have you seen what's on it?"

I grabbed the box and took the jewellery out of it then laid the pendant on my fingers as the chain hung off of it. The small rectangle held some kind of flower, at first, I didn't recognise it so I looked up at her curiously.

"What is it?"

"A Lotus flower," she told me. "Basically, it symbolises the clarity of the heart and the mind. It represents strength and good luck and a bunch of other stuff like respect and honour. It's silly, I know..."

"Wow," I chuckled as I looked at the silver piece in my hand. "That's sick," I nodded with a grin on my face and I glanced up at her. "I love this, really. It's not silly. It's thoughtful."

"You think?"

"Yeah," I replied. "I actually think these are the best birthday presents I have gotten in a long time."

"That's a bit dramatic, isn't it?" she scrunched her nose up which made her eyes go really small before she opened the wine glasses for me. "I, um, like to personalise things and keep them special and stuff so I went ahead and got your name on these... one's Harry the other is Styles."

"No way," I laughed as I took one of them out of her hand, my first name being on that specific one. "That is actually so sick."

"I thought so as well so I got myself two," she told me with a sweet laugh and I was absolutely not surprised. "They were pretty inexpensive as well."

"Damn. From my 'H' mug to these and the jewellery... not to mention everything you've done for me today?" I couldn't help but laugh. That's all I ever did around her because she made me the happiest. And that was super cheesy and corny and whatever else, but I was so glad to have someone like her in my life. "I truly don't deserve you."

"Eh, you're alright," she shrugged. "So, do you want to use these babies or want to go to bed instead?"

"Why do I feel like there is an unopened bottle of red on the floor?"

She pursed her lips and reached down the bed but manged to hit her elbow on the bedside table. Then, as she sat back in her place, she brought the bottle between us, the bottom of it sat on the palm of her hand as she held it up by its neck with the other.

"Only one glass, though," I gave in as I put the boxes and stuff on the floor on my side. "I do have work tomorrow, a meeting at ten, actually. So, I don't really want to look like shit with important people around."

"Is it for your famous Gucci project?" she asked as she poured some wine in one of the glasses. She glanced up at me knowingly and until then, it didn't even come to me that she knew.

"How?" I asked her the one worded question.

"I have my ways," she hummed. "How is Alessandro, anyway?"

"I don't like you knowing everything," I muttered. "Seriously, how did you manage to find out it was Gucci before it was announced?"

"If it helps, I didn't specifically plan to find out," she sighed. "I didn't want to know. I just happened to hear someone say Gucci and your name in the same sentence. And my people know their people, they talk... it was bound to come out one way or another."

"Great," I mumbled, slightly pissed off. I didn't want it out in the open for a while. I wanted to work and then promote the shit. It did my head in because this was not how things were supposed to go.

"Are you mad at me?" she questioned softly. I ran my finger along the bottom of the glass as I leaned back against the pillows and sighed. "I wasn't going to tell you but you mentioned the meeting and it just slipped out without thinking. I didn't want you to think that I did it on purpose or that I'm going to use the knowledge to my advantage."

"Doesn't matter."

"Are you sure?" she asked. She sounded really sad about it, like she actually showed she was upset over it and that kind of shocked me because I wasn't used to it. The way she let her guard down more and more was honestly crazy but I was so fucking proud of her and I was really happy she felt comfortable enough around me to open up like this. "Look, I really will not interfere with your plans... I know you think I might and if I would have found out about something like this a year ago, I probably would have sabotaged you but I don't think I could now."

"Ren... baby, it's okay," I stopped her as the words were spoken and I placed my free hand on her leg. "I'm not mad. I know you won't ruin my plans or whatever."

"You're not?" she asked in a surprised tone.

"No," I shook my head. "I believe that you didn't go snooping around for information and it's not your fault that people talk."

"Okay, cool," she nodded. "I mean, I think it's great that you are working with them—your style is very similar to their stuff and Alessandro is a sweetheart, he really is such a nice and genuine person and I think you two get along really well."

"Yeah," I smiled. "Yeah, he is."

"So... what is it that you are doing with him?"

"Oh," I chuckled. "Well, that is for me to know and you to find out when it's out."

"You are no fun," she groaned.

"You would never tell me what you are doing next so you have no right to be in a funk with me."

"I never tell anyone who is not involved in the process," she corrected me. "I don't need something like this happening to me. Plus, I like that only I know what I'm doing."

"You have always been very mysterious, Renleigh Kensington. But I love figuring you out," I smiled at her with my fingers through hers, my thumb directly on her soft skin. "And I love your creative mind, the way it manages to fix everything business related. I find it crazy sexy how you just go about your day like the businesswoman you are. I love the way you are so shy when you are unsure of certain things, like all the presents you got me were amazing and I know you know that as much as I do, yet you are so careful because what if I don't like them?" she chuckled and then took a sip of her wine, her gorgeous eyes set on me seconds later again. "We could sit here all night if we wanted to but I doubt it would be enough for me to tell you all the things I love about you."

"Is it weird that I want you to try and list them all for me?" she questioned with a shy smile on her lips, her behaviour reflected a completely innocent version of herself.

"No, baby, it's not," I said. "And trust me, I would do that for you. But in all honesty, those few things got the best of already, I'm surprised I was able to say those without my tongue giving up on me."

"Yeah, your eyes look a bit dark and your lips are really red," she chuckled.

"I look pissed, don't I?" she nodded and I sighed as I placed my glass on the bedside table. "I feel like I am, too."

"Wanna go to bed then?"

"Please," I said.

"Brush your teeth first, nasty ass."

I groaned as I rolled out of bed and followed her into the bathroom. By the time I got in, she was already doing her thing and she just looked too good not to cuddle so as I stood behind her, I wrapped my arms around her waist and hid my face in her neck. She giggled when I kissed her skin and I closed my eyes as I inhaled her scent. She was so warm in my arms and she felt so small even though she really wasn't one of those miniature girls.

"Can I tell you something?" I asked although regardless of what her answer was going to be, I was going to tell her anyway.

"Mhm," she replied with the toothbrush in her mouth, the white foam all over her lips.

"I love you."

"Ha-ey," she said in a slightly warning tone, my name sounded nothing like it. I knew she wasn't a fan of me saying those words but they were true and I wanted her to know I loved her. I let go of her when she opened the tap and washed her mouth out then dried it with the towel on the side. "Harry... I feel so fucking bad."

"It's okay," I caressed her cheek with the back of my fingers and smiled as she leaned in my touch. "It's okay, babe. I don't mind saying it to you—hey, there is no need to be sad," I placed both of my hands on her face when she frowned as I tried to make her feel better. She was so fucking broken, at certain times I wasn't sure what to do to make her believe not one part of me wanted to rush her into saying it back.

"Why is it so fucking hard for me to say those words?" she asked me, frustrated with herself that something stopped her from doing it. I felt defeated because I had absolutely no idea what to do, how to help her. This was something that she had to find a specialist for.

"I know me saying that it's okay will never make you feel better. But that is all I can do for you, love. I'm not trained in this area, I have absolutely no idea how to deal with the emotional trauma you went through and how to help you get better," I told her honestly. "I think someone who works with things like this... in this area, would be much more of a help to you, you know?"

"Wow, so you think I'm coo coo?" she laughed in disbelief. My lips pressed into a thin line as I inhaled deeply. She jumped to conclusions way too fast. "You are probably right, before you tell me I'm not."

"I'm not sure what to do anymore, Renleigh. I thought that by letting you know I'm always here to talk and listen would help and I'm not saying it didn't, but I don't think it was enough."

"Oh, for fuck's sake!" she groaned as she stepped away from me. "Not with this 'not enough' shit again, please."

"I'm not attacking you with any of this—I'm simply suggesting something that I think might help, okay? Drop the defensive act because it will not get us anywhere."

"Let's just drop this whole conversation, alright?" she mumbled as she walked out of the bathroom and left me on my own.

I cursed under my breath as I reached for my toothbrush and the toothpaste and got to washing my teeth. She was being defensive because she thought I was attacking her with this. It wasn't something that she wanted or planned in her mind therefore it was automatically something she didn't want to hear out or listen to.

Surely, it must have been hard to be in her shoes, I had no doubt about that, but sometimes, I felt like she didn't want to change those shoes but stay in them because in a way, they became much too comfortable for her. She didn't like change, I knew that much, and this would have been a great step for her which was why she pushed it as far as she could.

When I got in the bedroom, she was curled up under the quilt, up to her neck so I could barely see her. As soon as I flicked off the lights in the bathroom, the whole room became dark so it was a task and a half to get to the bed. I even managed to stub my little toe in the edge of something and it hurt like a motherfucker.

"Set your alarm for tomorrow," she mumbled as I wiggled myself in bed. I had completely forgotten to do that, in all honesty, I barely even thought of work. The fact that I had to get up early tomorrow was not making me happy at all because I knew I will be tired as fuck all day.

"Are you in tomorrow?"

"No. I'm gonna go see my brother."

"Oh," I mumbled. I plugged my phone on charge after I set my alarm and I turned on my right side to face Ren's back. "Hey?"

"Hm?"

"Can I cuddle you, please?" I asked her quietly. I heard her take a deep breath and let it out slowly before she hummed. Quickly, I scooted closer to her, my arm around her waist and my legs between hers as I tucked my face closer to her neck. "Are you mad at me? Because I only want the best fo-,"

"No."

"-for you and I—you're not?" I asked her.

"No," she repeated. "But I don't want to talk about this now, okay?"

"Yeah... m'sorry."

"Don't be," she mumbled. Her fingers slipped between mine and I smiled at the soft touch. "I should say that because I ruined your 'perfect date' thing."

"What do you mean?"

"Did you not catch on all day?" she asked. I hummed a no. "Pft. Well, I did—or tried to do—all the things you would want on your perfect date."

"Wait... you remember that?"

"Yeah," she replied. "I thought I could try, you know?"

"God, Kensington," I chuckled as I pushed myself up a bit and pressed a loving kiss on her soft cheek. She turned to face me a little and my necklaces fell from neck and hit her chin. "Oops. Sorry," I said. "But dammit, you make it so hard for me to not to adore you more and more every day."

"Good," she smiled at me. "I'm the only one you need to adore, anyway."

"Is that so?" I smirked and she nodded. "I mean, you are right."

"As per usual," she said. "Now go to sleep. I'm not going to be the one you blame when you are tired in the morning."

"You will be, though."

"Shut up."

"Make me," I whispered in her ear and then kissed it and cuddled into her from the back again.

"Not tonight," she muttered and that was actually the last few words that we shared between one another for the day.

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