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This chapter is short but i'm busy today so i didn't have much time to write. I will post again tomorrow and tomorrows chapter not only will be long, BUT something very amazing is going to happen (; so please be patient!

When they do have sex, or IF they have sex, who's POV do you want it in? Comment and let me know! I'm thinking first Harry's then Kay's, so you can see how she feels.

Also i don't think i'm going to make this story up to 100 chapters. Theres just so much that's going to happen REALLY soon and let me warn you things are going to explode, so i think i'm going to go up to 75 or 80 chapters, then i will just end it and start the next book.

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HARRY

The sun shines through the white curtains hanging over the windows waking me up and hits my exposed chest, making my body heat up from it that I have to kick the covers away from me because I’m too hot. I lift my hand to rub my sleepy eyes and look down to see Kay’s head resting on my chest, her hand lying over my butterfly tattoo and her tan leg draped over mine.

Her eyes are still closed, her hair shields the side of her face and her bottom lip juts out slightly as she breathes in and out slowly. I move my hand and lightly graze my thumb across her bottom lip, and I smile when I see how goose bumps rise on her from my touch even when she’s sleeping. She’s absolutely stunning, and I don’t want to move but my bladder aches in pain from the need to piss so bad that I lift her hand carefully off my chest and lie it down next to her. I slowly move away from her as her head rests on the pillow I had just been lying on and I sit up to remove her leg off of me. I glance over at her to make sure I haven’t woken her up, and when I realize I haven’t I stand up from the bed and drag my feet across the carpet and into the bathroom.

When I come back out, Kay is awake and sitting up on the bed and running her fingers through her tangled hair. Her eyes are a little puffy and she rubs them before looking up at me, her mouth turning up into a smile when she sees me.

“Hi.” She says, her voice raspy with sleep as she pulls the covers back and dashes past me and into the bathroom.  I chuckle and move to the dresser, and pick up my phone, scrolling through twitter and instagram that I don’t hear her come back out and instead hear the covers rubbing against each other that when I turn back she’s already sitting up underneath them as if she hadn’t moved.

“Good morning sleeping beauty.” I say to her once she has returned and move to sit at the edge of the bed, the bed dipping as I sit down and her body coming closer to mine as I do.

She blushes from my nickname and I laugh that she still seems to blush when there have been a few times already where she has taken me completely off guard with her confidence.

She glances around the room, and her long her brushes her waist as she does and she lifts her hand to push some of it behind her ear and for the first time I notice the cartilage piercing she has. “Do you know where my phone is?” She asks.

I nod and stand up, moving to the tall dresser  again where I had put it yesterday when she first fell asleep. I retrieve it for her and walk back to the bed, handing it to her. She unlocks the screen and I watch her as her forehead crinkles in concentration and her eyes move across the screen.

“How are you feeling ?” I ask her as she tosses her phone on the bed in front of her.

“Better,” She looks up at me and her light brown eyes look lighter today, that they almost look yellow. “I still have a little headache but I’m feeling much better.”

“Good.” I smile, and reach for her hand turning her palm over in my hand and running my finger over it. I draw small circles in it and a visible shiver runs up her hand and down her back, making me glance up to look her in the eyes. Her eyes are filled with want and desire that I have to hold myself back from pushing her back on the bed and climbing on top of her, I have to remind myself that things are different with Kay. I can’t be the first to make that kind of move, she does.

“So what do you want to do today?” I ask, releasing her hand.

She sighs and pulls the hand I had just been holding back, rubbing where I had just touched her with her thumb. “I can’t do anything, I have to work today.”

“Oh,” I try to conceal the disappointment. “Well what time do you need to go?”

“Max texted me that they want me in at two.” She picks up her phone and presses the home button to look at the time. “So I’m yours for the next three hours.”

“Excellent.” She looks up from her phone at me and I can see the want is still there for her, and she’s thinking about the other night right now, just like I am.

“What do you want to do?” I ask her when she doesn’t respond and gives me that look.

Instead of saying anything she moves to kneel on the bed, the blanket falling from her body to reveal the red v neck, the black bikini still tied underneath it. But what makes my eyes widen is when I realize her shorts are gone and all is left is her black bikini bottoms. When the hell did she take off her shorts?

My thoughts are interrupted as Kay reaches over and rests her hands on my bare shoulders, and she leans in to press her soft lips against my own. At first the kiss is simply innocent, but then her fingers begin to dig into my shoulders and she pulls me down on the bed, quickly swinging her leg over my hip and straddling me. Fuck. I hold back a groan as her lips become rougher against mine and she bites my bottom lip, quickly snaking her tongue in my mouth as her hands slowly start to run down from my shoulders and down my chest, making my skin burn from her touch.

Stop Harry. I try to argue with myself to push her off but her hands moving over my stomach and the taste of mint in my mouth is so fucking distracting. She pulls away from me, but only to put her lips on my neck and leaving small kisses before her tongue pokes out to graze my weak spot.

This time, I can’t hide the moan that escapes my mouth and my dick automatically hardens from her mouth sucking the sensitive spot on my neck. My hands wrap around her small waist, and her hands move down from my stomach to the hem of my shorts. I still when her hand moves farther down and her hand grazes over the fabric of my shorts, right where my dick is. She stops moving her hand when she can feel that she’s turning me on, and just when I think she’s freaked out she starts to slowly rock her hips against me, her bottom grazing my dick and turning me on even more.

Shit. Stop stop stop. I force myself to pull back and I grip her hips tightly, then quickly flip her over on the bed so she’s lying next to me and stand up from the bed. I turn my back to her so she can’t see what she’s created in my pants and I quickly move to my bag sitting in the corner and roughly pull out clean clothes from my bag.

“Harry,” She breathes out, her voice sounding sexy from the breathlessness and the rasp put together.

I don’t answer her as I take a few deep breaths to calm my erratic heart rate and move my hand with the clothes in it to rest in front of my shorts, hiding the evidence.

“What are you doing?” She asks, still breathless.

“I need to take a shower.” I say trying to sound confident but instead my voice comes out sounding hoarse.

“But…”

“Kay.” I look over at her to see her eyes filled with hurt. Shit, she probably feels rejected. I shuffle over to her and lean over the edge of the bed, planting a kiss to her forehead. “I love you, don’t give me that look. You know I want you, okay?”

“Yeah but…” She looks like she wants to say something but her mouth stays closed and locked.

“Shh, I know. I need to take a shower, but after we can go out for breakfast..” I leave one more kiss on her cheek and walk into the bathroom, closing the door behind me and reaching into the shower to turn the knob to cold instead of hot.