"Oh my gosh, this is so exciting!"

I looked up to Harry, who held my hand tightly. His cheeky grin was spread across his face, revealing a set of dimples.

"I want to go inside."

I tugged at his arm to get him moving up the steps to our new flat. When we were stood outside the door Harry's head tilted down looking at me.

"Ready?"

I nodded eagerly as he placed the key in the lock before pushing the door open. The flat wasn't very big, but it was ours. Our first place together. I rushed down the hall to the empty living room. It was amazing, I couldn't believe that it was ours. Harry was stood grinning in the doorframe as I turned round.

I smiled back, running to him before he caught me as I jumped up. He rubbed his nose against mine, causing me to giggle.

"I love you." I whispered.

Harry pecked my lips before replying.

"I love you too."

My body slipped down his, Harry entwined his fingers with mine as we stood watching the delivery men carry in the first of our boxes.

***

Once all of our combined belongings were in, the delivery men left us the daunting job of unpacking everything. Harry had helped them move the furniture round while I oversaw the operation. So now it was just a matter of taking things and putting them in their new place.

I heaved one of the boxes from our room to the bathroom. A satisfied sigh fell from my mouth as I looked round the small room. Bending down, my fingers pried open the cardboard to find all of our bathroom items, mostly my cosmetics. Harry always complained at how many bottles of lotion and various body scrubs littered my bathroom at my old house. I didn't really understand what he meant until I had to collect and pack them all. But I would never admit that to him.

The bathroom counter was slowly filling up as I reached down to pick up another bottle. My eyes widened when I spotted a black shape in the corner of the room by the door. I let out a shriek as I jumped up onto the toilet seat lid. The bottle I had clutched in my hand fell to the floor. The spider just sat there, staring up at me. It gave me the creeps, and I was pretty sure it only had seven legs.

"HARRY!" I yelled.

I heard footsteps quickly jog down the hall to our room.

"Teddy!" He shouted out. "Where are you?"

"In here."

Harry's tall figure appeared in the doorway to the bathroom. His breath was a little sharp as his eyes darted round the room.

"What's wrong, are you hurt?" He gushed.

Seconds later his eyebrows came down in a frown as confusion spread across his features.

"What are you doing up there?" He gestured to my position.

"S-spider." I pointed to the menacing creature in the corner.

Harry's lips curved up into a grin, dimples set deeply into his cheeks. I looked at him expectantly, begging him to do something. He shook his head, curls ruffling as he laughed. I watched intently as he bent down, cupping his hands round the creepy crawly. Harry carefully walked from the bathroom, not wanting it to escape. I peered out of the door, not moving from the safety of my higher level. I lost sight of him as he went over to the bedroom window and disposed of the uninvited guest.

He smiled at me as he strolled back in.

"H-has it gone?"

"Yeah." He laughed.

"Thank you."

I sighed in relief as Harry picked up the bottle I had dropped earlier and placed it on the side. He laughed at me. Harry stood in front of me and I leaned down to place a kiss on his cheek. I let out a gasp as his arm went under my legs, the other supporting my back as he held me bridal style.

"My hero." I gushed.

"What would you do without me?"

"I'd probably be stood there for a long time."

***

I stood in the kitchen unwrapping plates and glasses from the bubble wrap and placing them in the cupboards. The top shelf was out of my reach, so I sat up on the cold counter carefully putting them in. I turned my head to catch a glimpse of Harry carrying two boxes, one stacked on the other as he passed the doorway. I laughed seeing him take a couple of steps backwards coming back into view. He smiled, winking at me before resuming his trip down the hall.

Soon after the kitchen was unpacked I boiled the kettle, having to look through a couple of drawers before I remembered where I put the teaspoons.

My fingers clasped two mugs of tea, walking into the living room. I found Harry sitting on the floor, bits of wood scattered round him as he intently stared at a piece of papercontaining assembly instructions. His head tilted up as he watched me walk over to him.

"Be careful, it's hot." I warned him, handing him the drink.

"Thanks."

He blew over the liquid before taking a sip and placing it on the floor beside him.

"How you getting on?" I gestured to the mess.

"Fine."

I let out a small laugh, attempting to cover it with my hand as Harry glared at me.

"What?"

"Harry, you and I both know you hate doing stuff like this because you're awful at it."

"I can do it!" He proclaimed, waving a screwdriver in the air.

I watched him attempt to assemble the piece of furniture for a little while longer before he huffed throwing the instructions down.

"I give up!"

I walked over to him, catching his face in my hands, giving him a light kiss on the lips. I took the screwdriver from his grasp, sitting down as he stood up. A giggle escaped my mouth realising Harry had been holding the instructions upside down. Just before he got to the living room doorway I called his name. He turned looking at me.

"Honey, maybe you should go and arrange the cushions on the bed instead."

I thought it was pretty funny, Harry however was not amused. He frowned tilting his head.

"What time was the mattress supposed to arrive?"

"Umm, sometime this morning." I replied.

He looked thoughtful for a second.

"I'll phone them."

***

My bookshelf quickly began to take shape as Harry called the bed people.

"No, no, it was supposed to be here today." I heard him protest down the phone.

"Well what are we going to do about tonight?"

I twisted to face the door. Harry appeared the phone still held to his ear.

"Yeah, thanks a lot." He replied sarcastically before hanging up.

He huffed, walking over to me.

"The mattress won't be here until tomorrow morning."

"Where are we going to sleep tonight?" I questioned.

He looked a little scared before answering me.

"Which sofa would you prefer?" He replied quietly with a small smile.

I let out a groan, not really wanting to spend the first night in our new flat on separate sofas.

***

I knew we wouldn't get everything unpacked in one day but I at least expected to sleep, cuddled up to Harry. I huffed, looking up at the ceiling in the living room, then over to Harry sleepily sprawled out on the other sofa. It made me giggle how his body was too long for the settee, laid on his back, his feet rested on one of the arms.

I tugged back the blanket, pushing it further down with my legs. I scrambled off the sofa and walked towards Harry. My feet padded across the floor quietly.

"Harry." I whispered, gently shaking him.

He groaned trying to roll over.

"Harry."

His eyes fluttered open to see me stood over him.

"What's wrong?" his raspy voice sounded.

"Can I sleep with you, please?" I smiled.

"Course."

He pulled back his covers, placing his hands on my hips. He helped me climb over him to the far side of the sofa. I wriggled down, Harry pulling the covers back over us. It was little bit of a squeeze, but I much preferred it to sleeping on my own. My back pressed firmly to his chest as his arms snaked round my waist.

"Night night, Harry."

He kissed the top of my head, before mumbling something I couldn't make out. His warmth comforted me; my eyes quickly began to droop as I felt his chest rise and fall.

***

My eyes fluttered open to find a strong arm still wrapped round my waist. I smiled, turning over in his hold. I had forgotten we weren't laid in bed, instead we were both sprawled out on the sofa. I cursed as Harry fell from the seating. He let out a grunt as his body hit the floor with a thud.

"Shit, Harry I'm so sorry." I gushed.

I quickly scrambled off the sofa to find Harry laid on his back. I climbed onto him, a knee either side of his waist. His eyes were squeezed shut as he winced.

"Where does it hurt?"

His green eyes met mine as I leaned over him.

"Here." His raspy voice spoke.

He raised his elbow and tapped it with his index finger, pouting. I placed a kiss to his injured elbow before pulling away.

"Where else?"

"Here."

His long fingers went up to touch over his shoulder. He watched intently as I leaned down leaving a trail of wet kisses across his skin. I started to suspect that he wasn't as hurt as he made out when his fingers led me to his collar bones. I nibbled on the taught skin lightly, hearing him breathily sigh. Harry didn't speak but he tapped his plump lips with his finger, innocently. I smiled as I placed a lingering kiss on his mouth.

"How about here?" I enquired.

I didn't wait for his answer before sucking on the skin where his jaw met his neck. He hummed as I moved down his neck and across his chest. I placed a kiss on one of his nipples looking up at him. His eyes were closed but he nodded.

"There." He confirmed.

I smiled before dipping my head down again and sucking on his nipple. A low moan vibrated in his chest. My hand trickled down his stomach to the top of his joggers. I smirked when he let out a throaty groan, my small hand gripping him through the material.

"Shit." He cursed.

We couldn't finish as the doorbell loudly rung. I quickly climbed off Harry, much to his annoyance, and walked over to the window, pulling the curtain back slightly.

"Yay! It's the bed men."

I rushed out into the hall in my t shirt and shorts, Harry calling my name behind me. I unlocked the door and swung it open, smiling up at the man on the step.

 "Good morning."

His eyes fell from my face down to my chest.

"Good morning to you too, Love."

"Oi." A voice growled behind me.

Harry came to stand beside me, slightly pushing me behind him. He clicked his fingers in the man's face in an attempt to get his attention.

"Eyes up here, mate."

A look of intimidation flashed across his face when he saw a shirtless Harry before he smirked.

"The bedroom's down the hall." Harry pointed.

"Alright."

Harry grabbed my hand and tugged me to the doorway of the living room. The two men carried the mattress past us to the room. Harry bent down slightly and I jumped up. My breasts pressed firmly to his back as he gripped onto my legs that were wrapped round his waist. The second man nodded at Harry before walking out the front door. The first man came back looking over Harry's shoulder to where I was. He gave me a wink.

"You do realise you just delivered the mattress I'm about to pin her to and..?"

"Harry." I abruptly cut him off, knowing exactly what we was about to say.

I couldn't help but stifle a giggle into the back of Harry's neck as the smirk instantly disappeared from the man's face. Harry's hands squeezed my thighs lightly. He quickly walked to the door without saying anything.

"Bye!" I called down the steps as they climbed into the van.

"I'm going to call your boss and complain!" Harry threatened before shutting the door.

"What a wanker." He mumbled before letting me slide down to the floor.

"It's not like it hasn't happened before, Harry."

I regretted it as soon as the words left my lips. I turned quickly trying to get away from him.

"No, no, no, you're not going anywhere."

He gripped my arm before tugging me back to him.

"What do you mean, "It's not like it hasn't happened before"?" He questioned.

"Well, you know, when my friends and I go out for a drink.." I trailed off.

His face expressed a look of anger as I peered up at him.

"Harry, don't worry, my girls and I know self-defence." I playfully hit him on the arm in a demonstration.

He raised his eyebrows a smile spreading on his face.

"Well, we've watched Miss Congeniality enough times to know what to do. And besides, girls check you out all the time." I retaliated.

"What can I say, it's the curls." He smirked.

"Smug bastard." I mumbled under my breath.

"What was that?" He smiled, clearing knowing what I just said.

"N-nothing."

"I'm gunna get you." He playfully threatened.

I quickly turned, pegging it down the hall to the bedroom. Harry hot on my heels and he caught me and forced me to the bed. His hands travelled up my t shirt before I batted them away.

"Harry, we can't do anything yet, there are no sheets."

"Fine." He huffed.

His bent arms straightened, increasing the gap between us as he still hovered over me. I wiggled around under him, testing out the mattress. He laughed.

"It's quite bouncy." I smiled.

"Ted, that's a good thing, we're going to need it for what I've planned to do to you later." Winking as he smirked down at me.

"Harry." I playfully scolded before hitting him on the arm.

***

I spent a little while sorting through all the bottles that had been placed on the counter yesterday. Rearranging them, I stepped back admiring my work. They now were in designated groups, body, face and hair. However, it probably wouldn't stay this organised, Harry being quite untidy when it came to the bathroom. I hung the towel on the hook behind the bathroom door. My feet padded over to the mirror, fingers running through my hair trying to calm it down. I shook my head at its unwillingness to comply. Turning round my hand reached for the hem of my t shirt before the door creaked open. Harry appeared, a dimpled grin on his face.

"I'm just going to take a shower."

He didn't reply, moving fully into the bathroom and shutting the door. My head tilted up to peer at him as he came closer to me. Harry's head dipped down as he captured my lips with his. Large hands were placed on my hips and I was tugged closer to him. He pulled away as his fingers held the bottom of my top.

I lifted my arms, the clothing quickly being removed and dropped carelessly to the floor. Harry's eyes dropped to my chest for a second. A gasp fell from my mouth as he cupped one of my breasts. He pressed light kisses to the pale skin of the other, before taking the nipple into his mouth. My fingers tangled into his curly hair, eyes squeezing closed with his touch.

Harry wiggled his fingers into the top of my shorts, easing them down my legs before I stepped out of them. My hands trailed down his bare chest. The muscles tensed as I got closer to the top of his joggers. I felt his hot breath on my shoulder, his head lowered down as I ran my thumb over the small trail of hair from his belly button.

"Please." Harry whispered.

I giggled at his desperation. He didn't wait for me, Harry pulling down his joggers, kicking them from his feet. The distance between us was swiftly closed, Harry's hands sliding round my back, forcing me against him. I let out a quiet moan as our bare chests pressed together. He nudged my head to the side, his lips touching over my neck as he placed wet kisses against the skin.

"H-Harry." I stuttered.

My hand felt behind us, eventually finding the handle to the shower cubicle door. I pulled it open before my fingers wriggled into the top of Harry's boxers. He pulled away from my neck. Our eyes locked as I slowly pulled the last piece of clothing from his body. My hand wrapped round him, gently moving up and down. His lips parted releasing a breathy groan.

"Shit."

I rolled my thumb over his tip before his large hand urgently gripped my wrist.

"No, please." He begged as he pushed my touch away.

My underwear was smoothly tugged down my legs. Harry walked me backwards to the shower before shutting the door behind us. The water poured down, our bodies quickly becoming drenched. My long hair stuck to my back as my fingers pushed Harry's wet curls from his forehead. I watched intently as small droplets made paths down his neck, before trickling down his strong chest towards the lines on his stomach. He stared at me as I leant forward, my teeth nibbling on the skin of his collar bones. His chest sharply rose and fell before I slowly pulled away. I was offered an adorable smile, Harry's head dipping down to mine. The kiss was heated, his hands trailing down my front.

I gasped against his lips as his fingers carefully touched over me. My mouth left his to roll my head back. I couldn't help but whimper as Harry's thumb rubbed over my most sensitive spot. My wet eyelashes fluttered when he eased a finger into me. I had to grip onto his shoulders as he slowly pumped in and out. My breath left my body in gasps as water continually showered over us.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered into my ear.

Harry withdrew his touch seconds later, deciding I was ready. My back was pressed to the cold tiled wall. I let out a gasp at the change in temperature. Looking up I saw Harry's lips pull up into a smile, a deep chuckle sounding in the small space. I returned the smile before pressing my lips to his.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

His tip brushed against me, Harry's eyes holding contact as he gently pushed himself in. My eyes fluttered shut as he clasped my thigh in his large hand, pulling it up round his waist. I whimpered, Harry's hips pushing deeper until they were pressed to mine. We stayed like that for a second as Harry waited for me to adjust. His lips leaving kisses over my skin in an attempt to relax me.

My arms moved up so I could wrap them round his neck. He lifted my other leg to his waist before pulling out slightly and slowly thrusting back in. His body pressed to mine, holding me against the wall.

My head fell forward on to his shoulder as he continued his deep movements. Harry let out a throaty groan as I nipped at his neck. Teeth grazing across the wet skin, leaving an unmistakeable mark. My nails dug into his back, urgently wanting to have him closer.

"Ted." He breathily gasped.

I brought my head back before Harry desperately pressed his mouth to mine. His tongue ran along my bottom lip, I allowed him access as he explored my mouth. Our slick bodies moved together, the water pouring down between us. I brought my hips forward to meet Harry. His mouth pulling off of mine as he let out a deep moan.

I held his gaze, my right hand pushing the hair from his forehead once again before Harry gave a particularly deep thrust. He chuckled as the action caused me to fist his curls between my fingers. How could he be so sexy but so adorable at the same time.

"Oh my god."

Harry's mouth made contact with my shoulder, sucking sharply on the skin. I winced, it was bound to leave a mark. Instead of soothing the red skin with his tongue he drew back, letting the hot water wash over the sore patch. His fingertips pressed into my thighs, a gasp falling from my lips.

"Harry." I whimpered.

He knew I was quickly approaching my high. His hand slipped between us, rubbing his thumb over my clit. I gasped, Harry's eyes not leaving mine as he watched me struggle to breath. He continued to move his hips, my heels pressing into his bum causing him to smirk.

I gripped the back of his neck forcing his lips to mine as the intense feeling spread throughout my body. Waves of pleasure crashed over, sending tingles across my skin. My muscles tensed around him and it was a matter of seconds before he was forced over the edge.

A number of profanities spilled from his lips as he squeezed his eyes shut. I felt him release inside me, his hot breath fanning over my wet skin. My fingertips brushed over his cheek as he opened his eyes. Harry brought his face closer to me and I giggled as he rubbed his nose against mine. A dimpled grin spread across his face, his lips pressing to my mouth for a final kiss before he slowly pulled out.

I slid down his wet body for my feet to make contact with the floor of the shower cubicle. Harry took my hands in his, pulling me into him.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered.

***

We finished washing under the hot water before turning off the shower. He handed me the towel I had hung up earlier and I wrapped it tightly round my body. I turned to see Harry do the same with his but round his waist. He winked at me before opening the bathroom door, letting the steam billow out. I walked out and over to the chest of drawers to collect some underwear. Harry spun me round placing a kiss on my cheek.

"Look."

I soon realised what he was talking about. The bed had been made. I laughed as I noticed the throw cushions had been arranged neatly at the top. He must have done it while I was sorting things out in the bathroom. Harry playfully bumped my hip as he stared down at me with a cheeky grin.

"You know, we still need to test out the mattress." He suggestively spoke.

I shrieked, laughing as Harry gripped my hips before placing me on the bed and hovering over me.