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Hips rolling into mine repeatedly, sweat glistening down Harry's smooth chest, and silent gasps filling the very little space between us, I was in a complete state of pure ecstasy. My legs spread out on either side of Harry, with one hand on the small of my back and the other hooked around my upper thigh, I watched as he moved in and out of me slowly. Torturously. His hair flopped over his forehead as he leant over me, green eyes looking down at where we were connected. His bottom lip was tucked between his teeth and the sight added to my arousal. I moaned quietly, lifting my hips up enough to meet his slow thrusts. His hand on my lower back slid around to my front, palm moving up my stomach as I arched up into him. His touch was hot and left my skin burning in its wake, fingertips feeling like the torch when he brushed them against my nipple. I gasped as he palmed my breast, massaging them in time with the circular movement he was making with his hips. It felt like we were dancing, a languid rhythm created between us that I increasingly loved by the minute.

"Harry." I whimpered and his lips met my neck. He sponged slow open mouthed kisses, pushing deeper into me to the point where it left my eyes rolling back into my head. "Oh my god."

"Baby." He whispered just below my ear, his hot breath fanning my skin as he slipped the hand massaging my breast higher. He held the side of my neck in his palm, pressing light kisses to my neck and jaw. I tilted my head to the side, my eyes fluttering shut as he trailed kisses closer and closer to my lips.

The hand on my thigh moved to hold my hip, guiding me to meet his slow thrusts as he pushed harder. My mouth fell agape, a moan slipping out and bouncing off the walls of my room. I silently hoped Lila hadn't heard me, knowing she still might be here but the thought is quickly disregarded when Harry deliberately quickens his pace. My breath hitches at the back of my throat as waves of pleasure begin to hit me one after the other. Harry's hand on the side of my neck lightly pushes my head to face him, his thumb tilting my chin upwards before his mouth comes down on mine. He kisses me hard, swallowing the moans that I was sure he knew were going to come out the moment he heard me lose my breath.

His hips push in roughly to the point it jostles my body beneath him and I whimper against his lips. My hands on his lower back move up until my fingers are threading into his hair, clutching the strands in my hand. His tongue sweeps across my bottom lip once before he pulls back enough to press his forehead to mine, green eyes fluttering open to catch my gaze. He holds it as he continuously moves in and out of me with ease, my arousal milking his length. My skin tingles with the way he's looking at me, the sex suddenly becoming even more intimate than it already was. The three words sit at the end of my tongue, ready to be said but I bite my lip and hold it back. If they ever were said out loud, sex was not the time to say them. He'd take it as a 'In the moment' thing and the day I say them, I want him to know I meant them whole heartedly.

"Em," he gasps quietly when I wrap my legs around his waist, bringing him closer if that were even possible. "Fuck. Love, I'm close." His lips brush mine as he speaks and his jade eyes hold mine as he picks up the pace, pushing harder and faster. My mouth falls open and he cups my cheek in his palm, moving over me with a whole new rhythm.

"Harry," I choke out, pulling at his hair and earning a groan from him. "I-I can't-," I gasp, my hips lifting off the bed to push up into him. They roll on their own accord and the ball in my lower region snaps, spreading through my body like wild fire. I shake beneath him as I come, a low drawled out moan slipping from my mouth and my ankles press hard into his lower back. His gaze is on me the whole time and the moment I begin to come down from my high, his thrusts become sloppy and his lip is tucked between his teeth again. He grunts as he pushes in once more and his eyes pinch closed for a moment as he stills and releases into me. I feel him twitch several times before he sighs and slumps over me, his hands moving beside my head to hold some of his weight off of me. We both pant quietly, trying to regain our breath when Harry briefly closes the gap between us to press a slow tender kiss to my lips. He pulls back after a moment then moves to kiss my forehead before he pulls out of me, leaving me feeling empty.

Flopping onto the bed beside me, I watch as Harry lifts his hands to run them through his messy hair. He licks his lips, green eyes staring up at the ceiling of my bedroom before he turns his head against the pillow to meet my gaze. A smile immediately spreads across his face. "What?"

I shrug, my face mirroring his. "Don't know. You're just pretty."

"Pretty?" He raises his eyebrow, an amused grin playing on his lips. "Don't you mean handsome? Hot? Sexy?"

"No, I meant pretty." I say with a teasing grin and he scoffs, quickly moving to roll over me. I squeal in surprise, my hands moving to push at his chest but he's quick to pin my wrists to the bed. His face hover overs mine, eyes narrowing down at me as he smirks.

"Take that back."

"Nope. You're pretty."

His hands briefly, tighten around my wrists and his eyes light with mischief. He arches his eyebrow and before I can say anything else he dips down, wrapping his lips around my nipple and I gasp. Still sensitive from my recent orgasm I shiver, but then yelp when his teeth lightly bite down.

"Take it back." He says against my breast, eyes looking up at me as I pant. I don't say anything and he shows me his teeth, making a show of nipping at my erect breasts. I jolt. "Take it back Emmeline."

"You're not pretty." I blurt and he smiles.

"Tell me you think I'm sexy."

I don't respond and with out giving me a chance, he's quick to bite down again. Harder this time. "Ow! Okay okay!" I say hurriedly, breathless with both the pain and pleasure the action brought me. "You're sexy."

He grins triumphantly before plopping a kiss against the nipple he had been assaulting. "Good girl."

I roll my eyes and shove him off me as he laughs, throwing one arm across his eyes that way only his white grin was visible. I can't help but let a smile of my own take over when I look at him. He's too beautiful.

My thoughts are interrupted when there's a pounding on my bedroom door and I jump in surprise. Holding the sheet closer to my body as if whoever is behind it is going to barge in, I sit up carefully. Harry moves his arm covering his eyes and looks at me then the door in confusion.

"Yes?" I shout loud enough to be heard.

"You two done fucking?" Lila yells and my cheeks flush bright red. "Cause if you are can you please call Niall back? I guess he's been trying to reach you but you didn't answer so he called me. He's annoying the shit out of me so put your activities on pause and call him."

"Oh," I say more to myself than her. "Uh, yeah! Sorry!" I wince at the fact she heard us.

"Yeah yeah. I'm going to Anthony's now and I'm staying the night there. So feel free to continue once I leave!" She shouts then I hear her giggle to herself.

"Shut up!" I grumble and briefly glance at Harry to see he's smirking. "Text me tomorrow!"

"Will do! Bye Harry! Use protection!"

Harry chuckles. "Bye Lila!"

A few seconds pass and I hear the pad of her feet moving around the apartment before the sound of the front door closing echoes down the hallway. I flop back down onto the bed, my head hitting the pillow as I turn my head to glance at Harry. He was now leaning up on his elbow, his head resting in his hand as he looked down at me.

"I should call Niall back."

Harry's lips twitch into a frown but he slowly nods. "Sure. You should probably tell him I'm joining you both tomorrow."

"Right." I nod and move to push the blankets off of me. I roll over, sitting at the edge of my bed as I bend down to reach for my large hoodie. I'm well aware of Harry's gaze on me and I briefly look over my shoulder to be confirmed with his stare. He smiles at me softly and I return it, slipping my arms through the hoodie before pulling over my head. I stand once it's at my hips, the end of it falling to the top of my thighs. Slipping my hair out from it and letting it fall down my back, I around my room until I find my bag where my phone is.

When the screen lights up I see six missed calls. Two from my dad and four from Niall. I skip past my dad's calls and instantly press on Niall's name, bringing the phone to my ear as I begins to ring. My eyes find Harry, who's lying back on my bed with his own phone hovering over his face. His eyebrows are pulled together tightly as he reads whatever is on the screen.

"Emmy," Is what I hear the moment the ringing stops. "I called you like five times."

"Hey, sorry. I was busy." I say into the phone and Harry tears his eyes away from his phone to look at me with a quirked eyebrow.

"It's alright. I just wanted to know if you decided you'll come with me tomorrow."

"I have, and yes I'll go with you." I say and Harry sets his phone back on the night stand, moving to lean against my headboard while crossing his arms over his chest. "But, Harry is coming with us."

A long beat of silence passes and I almost think he hung up on me, that I have to pull the phone back to check for myself. Nope he's still there. I bring the phone back to my ear. "Niall?"

"Why?"

"What?"

"Why is he coming?"

I take a glance at Harry to see him watching me closely, eyebrows furrowed and jaw set. "Uh, he's been wanting to visit his mom and  thought why not go back home when I do?"

He doesn't say anything for another moment before he sighs. "Okay."

I straighten and relief washes over me. "Okay, cool. So what time do you want to meet at the train station?"

"Train station? Why would we take the train? I've got my car, I can drive."

"You sure? You don't have to, we can always just take the train if you don't feel like it. I know it's a little over an hour drive."

"It's fine, Emmy. I don't mind."

"Okay," I smile and take another peek at Harry to see him raising his eyebrows at me. "What time should we meet? Harry and I work until three."

"I can pick you two up at your around four. Does that sound okay?"

"Yeah sounds like a plan." I nod even though he can't see me. "I'll see you tomorrow okay?"

"Sure. Night Emmy."

"Night Niall."

The phone clicks on the other side and I pull it back, moving across the room before dropping it onto my nightstand beside Harry's. He reaches for me once I'm close enough and I crawl up on the bed, Harry's arms circling around my waist. He brings me closer until my chest is pressed into his side, hooking his leg over mine.

"What'd he say?" He asks once I'm comfortable, pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

"He said he'd pick us up here around four and that he'll drive."

"Hm," he mused, wrapping one arm around my back while the other rubbed the side of my thigh. "I couldn't hear him but from here, the tone of his voice didn't sound too happy that I was coming."

"It doesn't matter. Either way, you're joining us and he has to accept that."

He didn't respond after that but simply slipped further down the bed until his head was leaning against my chest. He hugged me to him like a child hugging their teddy bear, snuggling into me while tangling his legs through mine. "M' tired."

"We should sleep then. We have to get up kind of early anyways."

"It's only nine though."

"We could watch a movie?"

"Okay." He mumbled into my chest. With him still hugging me I reached for the TV remote on my nightstand, pointing it at the screen and switching it to Netflix. I scrolled through the different genres, mumbling off movies to Harry that he quickly denied. After searching for nearly ten minutes he finally agreed to let me put on 'How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days'. I smiled before pressing play, settling on my side and turning my back to Harry so I could watch the screen. He held me from behind, his head now resting on the pillow above mine as he watched the movie over my head. Harry had never seen the movie before so it was amusing to hear him chuckle when Andie kept calling Ben "benny boo boo, boo boo bear". We were in a comfortable silence through out the movie but my eyes grew heavy when we got to the scene where Andie was meeting Ben's parents for the first time. I forced my eyes open though, considering this whole scene was my favorite part.

Harry's hand that lied on my stomach dipped lower and he slipped his hand underneath my hoodie. He pressed his palm flat against my bare stomach, drawing soothing circles that was making it harder to stay awake. I closed my eyes, choosing to listen to the movie instead. Minutes passed and I felt Harry nuzzle his face into the back of my neck where he left light kisses. "Sleep, beautiful."

"Mm, you sleep."

"I will if you will."

"Fine." I mumbled and he tightened his arms around me, whispering how much I meant to him into my ear until it became a lullaby. I gave into sleep moments later and eventually, Harry's hand stilled against my stomach and we fell asleep with the movie still playing.

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I watched the elevator ding, the doors opening once we reached the first floor. I hitched my bag higher on my shoulder, glancing up at Harry to see a frown on his face. I rolled my eyes.

"Stop pouting."

"I don't like him."

"I know that, but you promised me you'd be nice."

He grumbled quietly, his hand holding the strap of his leather bag that held his clothes for the weekend. His free hand reached for mine, fingers threading through mine as he followed me through the lobby. "I said I'll try to be nice."

"You better." I told him and he frowned as we walked out the door. My eyes scanned the sidewalk and after a brief moment, I caught sight of the familiar blonde hair. I tugged on Harry's hand, leading him towards where Niall stood leaning against his car. He gave me a tight lip grin when he saw me approach but I noticed it faltered when he saw Harry. I pretended I didn't see it and smiled widely at Niall once we reached him.

"Hey, sorry we held you up. I couldn't find my duffle."

"It's okay." He said and glanced at Harry, giving him a swift nod. "Hey."

"Hey."

I stood there, waiting for their exchange to go further but the two of them stood there staring at one another. I shifted on my feet awkwardly, feeling the tension build the longer no one spoke. Deciding it was better to just defuse the tension I quickly cleared my throat, grasping both boys attention. "We should go."

"Right." Niall nodded and waved us over. "Come on."

I went to open the passenger door but Harry quickly beat me to it, lightly bumping his hip against mine to push me to the side. My mouth fell open in disbelief and I watched Harry open the door and drop his bag on the floor.

"Hey," I pout. "I wanted to sit up front."

"Sorry baby." He smirked at me. "You want Niall and I to get to know each other right? Well here's our chance."

I stared dumbfounded as he winked and slipped into the seat, closing the door behind him. I pursed my lips, knowing he must of done that just to keep me away from Niall. I shook my head and after a moment of hesitation I opened the back door and climbed in, already feeling the tension rolling around in the car. I closed the door and peeked upfront to see Niall scowling at Harry, obviously annoyed with finding Harry in the passenger seat. He said nothing though and Harry merely smiled at him, making Niall scoff and turn back to face the front. I scooted to the middle seat and strapped myself in, immediately swinging my legs up to rest them on the console. Trying to rid the awkwardness in the car I smiled widely when both boys turned to look at me.

"So, who brought the road trip music?"

Niall reached for the stack of CD's he had on the dashboard and handed them back to me. "Feel free to choose something."

I went through the stack and Niall drove out into the street, Harry looking over the shoulder of his seat to help me decide on the music. I laughed when I found Adele's newest album and instantly handed the CD to Harry. He went to put the CD in but Niall snatched the disc out of his hand.

"I'll do it."

Harry lifted his hands in surrender. "Chill mate. You're driving, I was just trying to help."

Niall rolled his eyes and I frowned at seeing it while Harry's jaw clenched. He looked away after a moment and Niall stuck the CD in, the beginning of 'Hello' playing through the car speakers. "Hell yes." I clapped. "Turn it up." Harry almost reached for the volume but caught himself before Niall could notice. Niall reached for the volume and turned it up high until the sound of the piano reverberated off the roof and windows of the car.

"Hello," I sang and Harry turned to look at me with an amused grin. "It's me."

Niall shook his head but I caught the corner of his mouth twitching into a smile. I continued singing in a low voice, trying to imitate Adele's voice. It wasn't until the chorus came I really got into it. I belted the lyrics loudly, singing it in my own voice and Harry turned completely in his seat now to watch the whole thing. His eyebrows were raised and a smile played on his lips, head bobbing slightly as he listened.

"I didn't know you could sing."

I paused, blushing all of a sudden and Niall glanced at Harry then me. "I always told her she should take it up for real."

Harry briefly looked at Niall, before staring back at me. "How come you didn't?"

"I hate attention." I stated, shrugging. "Plus, I don't think I'd want to do it seriously. I only like singing for fun."

"You could really go far though Emmy, if you let other people hear your voice."

"No thanks."

"Hey, remember that time you slept over my house and we were playing with the karaoke? Dad always hated that thing but he was totally cool with it whenever you used it. He loved your voice."

I laugh, smiling fondly at the memory. "Yeah I remember." I glance at Harry to see him staring straight ahead now, jaw set and jealously clear on his face. I sigh, and lightly nudge his arm with my foot. He looks back at me and I smile at him in hopes to comfort him. His face softens and he returns in.

"You sleeping over Saturday?" Niall asks, and just like that Harry's face turns to irritation. "Mum also wanted to have a little game night after we come back from dinner. You could just stay the night like old times."

I feel the tension come back and Harry sits there rigidly, obviously not liking the idea of me sleeping over at Niall's. I personally don't think it's a good idea either. "Uh, no I don't think I am."

"How come?" Niall frowns and quickly looks at me through the rear view mirror.

I'm about to answer but Harry beats me to it. "Because she has a boyfriend and it's not exactly appropriate for her to sleep at another guy's house. Regardless if the guy is her best friend."

Niall scowls and looks at Harry before turning back to the road. "We always used to do that though. You can't expect her to change things just because she's with you now."

Harry breathed in through his nose and abruptly turned in his seat to look at Niall. I fiddled with my fingers nervously, eyes wide as I watched the two of them. I should say something to put a stop to this but I didn't know what to say. I didn't want to hurt either one of them. "I told Em I'm going to be nice to you, and I am. For her. But I need to put a pause on that for a second so I can get something across to you." I straightened and Niall's fingers tightened around the steering wheel. "I don't mind Em being friends with you. I can't tell her who to be friends with but there are lines that need to be drawn. One of them being, my girlfriend sleeping over your house. I don't like it. Another? Kissing her. Hug her if you please but your lips are to stay the fuck away from her face."

"Harry!"

Harry's head swiveled around to meet my eyes but my body froze when I saw the warning in them. "No, Emmeline. If you're not going to set the record straight with him, then I will." He didn't wait for me to respond before he was looking back at Niall. "She doesn't want to hurt you, her friend," his tone was forceful and Niall's jaw locked. "But I'm not your friend so I'll say it. You need to know your boundaries. I don't want to be a dick and I'd prefer if you and I can get along but I'm going to be real here when I say we both know that won't be happening anytime soon. And that's fine, you don't need to respect me but respect my relationship with Em. She has two guys in her life now, but know your place. You're not her boyfriend. I am. So no sleepovers are to fucking happen as long as her and I are together. We clear?"

Niall didn't answer but his body was rigid in his seat, eyes glaring at the road before him. I'd never seen him like this before and it made me nervous, even more so with the warning clear in Harry's eyes.

"Are we clear?" Harry asked again firmly and Niall's hands tightened on the wheel as he swiftly nodded once.

"Crystal." He bit back.

My mouth was hanging as I watched Harry smile lazily as if nothing had just happened and he nodded. He turned in his seat, facing the front again as he threw his feet up on the dash. I could actually feel the rage radiating off Niall from the action. My eyes were wide as Harry crossed one boot covered foot over the other and crossed his arms over his chest. Getting comfortable in the seat he sighed and adjusted the seat back so he could lay down. He was now looking up at me as his seat was now lying beside me. He grinned. "Close your mouth Em, don't want any flies going in there."

Abruptly, I closed it and stared at Harry for a moment in disbelief before I shook my head. I didn't know how I felt about what he had just done. Part of me knew he was right and it was something I should have said to Niall myself but I can't help but feel he might have made things ten times worse. Harry reaches for my hand on my lap but I'm quick to slap it away, not wanting him to touch me right now when I didn't know if I was angry with him or not. He shrugged, as if knowing my mood would pass and closed his eyes. I stared at his face for a long while as the music played softly around the car now. Not one word was spoken the rest of the journey and I was so very thankful for that.

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Umf. I love straightforward Harry. My man.

Questions:

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