Jane

"I'm sorry for hitting you the night I left." Was I crazy or did I hear him correctly? I stood in the hallway and shook my head in disbelief. It was quiet for a long time and then a sob emerged from Harry. "I'm so sorry!" He cried. "I hate myself every day for it, I was a piece of shit and I was so angry, but you didn't deserve any of it."

Tears stung my eyes as I heard him talk to his mom with such guilt. "Harry, I knew you were drunk, angry, hurt. I was angry because you acted like...your father. You were a spitting image of him and I hated that. But I forgave you a long time ago because I know you aren't that person. It's an act to hide your pain. You hurt and you lash out because that's all you saw growing up. Don't you remember?"

Silence.

"No, I don't remember Desmond." He sounded unsure. "He was abusive, I know that much. It doesn't matter there's no excuse for what I did. I was no better than Kyle or Desmond." He spat out Gemma's abusive ex-boyfriend's name.

I decided to go and hide in Harry's room until they finished taking, a sense of guilt coming over me for listening. I laid down on his bed closing my eyes for a second.

Harry wasn't that type of person anymore. I knew that much.

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I felt someone stroking my hair gently and when I opened my eyes it was Harry. His eyes were red and puffy, but he smiled at me. "You fell asleep, we're still going out for dinner my love." I looked into his eyes stroking his cheek.

"Are you guys okay?" I whispered. "I heard some of your conversations, sorry." I felt bad that I had, but he didn't seem bothered.

"It's okay, I sort of had the feeling you did." He let out a shaky breath. "We had the conversation we needed to have, we're okay." He promised.

"I'm glad, your eyes are really red." I pointed out kissing his temple. "Do you want some eyedrops, I have some in my car."

"I'll be fine, let's just go." He insisted.

I stood up fixing myself and walking out to find Anne fixing her hair in the mirror. "Alright let's go." She said cheerfully, her eyes were also red and puffy but she seemed almost relieved.

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We were sitting at the table all together after we picked up May and Ethan. "So how long have you two known each other?" Anne asked Harry and me.

"Since the beginning of August. We've been together since September." She seemed surprised. "Not a long time?"

"It's funny, you two have a very strong bond. I would have guessed a lot longer than five months." She took a sip of water. "So what is it that you do Jane?"

"I work in a library that my family owns." I took a bite of my food.

"Oh really, that's lovely. You know, when Harry was a little boy I would take him to the library by our house and he had the biggest crush on the librarian." May and Ethan laughed as Harry blushed. "So adorable when he was a baby. Do you want to see a picture?" I nodded.

"Oh boy," Harry mumbled. Anne took her wallet out and on the inside, she had a few photos.

"See that's Harry when he was about four." The picture was of Harry holding a guitar and smiling wide. I giggled at how adorable he was. "He's two here." She gave me another picture; this one was taken professionally.

"You were blonde?" I looked at him. "That's so cute."

Anne pulled out another photo and smiled at it. "This was Gemma's fourteenth birthday." She handed it to me and for the first time, I saw her. She looked like Harry, very small and pale. She hugged Harry in the photo who had cake on his face.

"She's really beautiful," I told her handing the photo to Harry so he could see.

"She was, and so smart and talented. She really wanted to travel and-" she shook her head trying not to cry. "She was amazing." I looked over at Harry who looked at the photo.

"Harry?" He looked up. "You okay?"

"Yeah, I just don't have any photos of Gemma. It's been a while since I've seen her face." He pouted. "It's nice to see photos."

"Oh dear, you can keep that one if you want." Anne offered, "and I can send you some when I get back home."

"Thanks." He took the photo putting it into his wallet, before looking at it one last time.

We talked and ate and by the time we finished, I had to get home. I drove my car getting home and making it just in time to start making the gingerbread house with my dad.

"Alright kids I'm down to the two of you, don't disappoint me." He joked.

Phoebe laughed. "Let's wash our hands first. I also would like to remind you that I will not be eating any of this." She told my dad as she walked to the sink.

"Yeah, whatever." He sighed.

As she went to wash her hands I looked at my dad and smiled. "Hey dad, thanks for being a great dad," I told him. He chuckled pulling me in for a hug.

"It's been my favorite job for almost thirty years. Love all my kids, but I'll be honest you might be my favorite." I laughed and high-fived him. "Tell anyone and I'll deny it."

"You got it." I agreed. "But seriously, I'm really lucky to have someone as cool as you as my dad." He smiled proudly, opening the box of gingerbread and he sniffled.

"Okay, so we have enough- what happened?" My dad was crying as Phoebe walked back to the room.

"Dad, don't cry." I patted his back. "Why are you crying?"

He stopped and looked up. "I just had a flashback to when Phoebe told me she was moving out with that moron. She said the exact same thing to me and I think you're doing the same." I rolled my eyes.

"What the fuck Jane?" She looked at me like I was crazy.

I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed. "I'm not moving out dad, I'm just thankful that you were a good dad to us." He calmed down, yet still had what seemed like a lot of doubt. "I met Harry's mom." They looked up at me as we began frosting the sides of the gingerbread.

"Is she a total bitch?" Phoebe asked.

"Phoebe, language." My dad asked separating a bag of m&m's.

"No she's nice, but they were talking about his dad and he was abusive." I tied my hair up and went to wash my own hands. "It's sad."

My dad sighed loudly. "Poor kid probably had a shitty childhood." Phoebe agreed with him.

I turned off the water, drying my hands leaning against the counter. "Yeah, his sister's death didn't help him either." I went back to sit down helping Phoebe put the actual house together.

We changed the subject and went on to finish the house. My mom came down after a while to help my dad and I eat some of it.

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Harry

I changed the sheets on my bed and put down a soft warm blanket on the corner of it in case my mum got cold. She looked around at all of my artwork and pictures of Jane and me that I've taken or that she prints out for me. "She's a big part of your life isn't she?" She asked me smiling at the picture of us on the day we went to the campground and she was snuggled up in a blanket lying next to me. I had taken the photo laughing because she had been completely naked underneath that blanket. She thought she would be fine, but the next morning she didn't want to let go of me because it was cold in that car. She also let me go down on her that morning, but that was our little secret.

I set down the last pillow taking a seat on my chair. "Yeah, she's the best thing that's ever happened to me." She smiled.

"Is she the one?" She sat on my bed. "Because I think she's lovely, but what if one day you want to come home, would she want to go with you?" Her question threw me for a loop.

Home, I was home.

"I don't think I would ever go back to England- to live." She seemed disappointed nodding. "I do want to visit you, and nana, uncle Melvin." She let out a sigh and shook her head.

"Oh darling, Nana passed last year. I thought May had told you." I rolled my eyes at how this family was so forgetful.

"Oh fuck, seriously I had no idea mum." She brushed it off. "I'd like to go visit Gemma, leave her flowers." I had only been there once and then I vowed not to go again because I hate cemeteries.

"Well, you can always stay with me." She joked.

Not wanting to give an answer right away, I simply nodded. "Alright, well it's late, you must be exhausted." She stood up and went to hug me.

"Goodnight darling, thank you." I kissed her forehead and she did the same thing. For a second, I felt as if I suddenly remembered something from when I was a kid.

"Did we used to do that?" I asked. She looked confused. "That thing where I kiss your forehead and you kiss mine?" She chuckled tapping her chin in thought.

"We did when you were little. You said you didn't want to give me kisses anymore because you were a big boy and I told you how about a forehead kiss so you have-"

"-Sweet dreams." We said the last part together. "Weird that I remembered that." I shook the thought. "Goodnight then."

I waved to her closing the door and making my way to Tommy's room to sleep. He was out of town with his family and offered me his room. Louis was out with friends for the night and had just texted me not to wait up. I replied with 'believe me I won't.'

I took off my shirt and threw it on Tommy's dresser laying down on his bed. Tommy didn't have a TV so I was already bored. I began scrolling through my phone and watching a motorcycle race on youtube. I really needed to fix my bike.

After a while, I still didn't feel tired. I went through my photos and saw a picture of Jane that I had taken the night of our first date. She smiled and leaned in making her boobs push together. Damn it I missed her so much. Not just her body, but her jokes, and her stories. The way she laughs and her weird way of knowing a word for everything. She'd quote books sometimes and then recommend them to me. I was such a good boyfriend I would actually read them.

Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and I decided to text her to see if she was up.

Me: I miss you, my love. You're probably sleeping but I just wanted to let you know I love you.

Corny Harry, really lame. I put the phone down placing a hand behind my head and counting backward from one hundred trying to fall asleep, but my phone vibrated.

Jane: aww baby. I miss you too. Can't sleep?

Me: no I can't. It's because I have a lot on my mind

Jane: like what? Bad stuff?

I chuckled to myself. Flashbacks of Jane moaning and biting her lip, her eyes looking into mine as she came. The way she said my name. Everything from this morning came back and I decided to try something.

Me: no not bad. Good stuff...really good stuff. ;) just thinking about you.

I smirked.

Jane: mhmm what about me?

Me: this morning and how beautiful you looked. You always look beautiful and so sexy.

Jane: oh really? What makes me so sexy?

Me: do you want the sweet version or dirty?

Jane: Hmm... Dirty. ;)

I began typing and knew she would probably become awkward, but it might be worth the risk.

Me: you have the most beautiful lips. I love them when they're wrapped around me. And those eyes look up at me acting all innocent when I know they're not.

I waited for her response for a minute and when my phone vibrated I immediately got hard.

Jane: it's hard to wrap my lips around you. You're so big. I rather have you inside me It feels so good.

"Oh shit." I took a deep breath. We're sexting now. Well, that was unexpected. I was surprised she was okay with this, but like I said it was always the quiet ones.

Me: yeah baby, you take me so well. I love how you spread your legs for me and take that big cock. You got me hard you bad girl. What are you going to do about it?

I waited a while for her response putting my hands in my pants. I had to stay quiet for the first time in a while. It was like being a teenager again. I looked down at my phone as it vibrated 'image attached'. No, she didn't?

Jane: oops hope this helps.

I quickly sat up and felt like I was about to explode. She was about to make me cum without even touching me. She hates me, you don't tease someone you love this much. The picture was of her on her bed. She was wearing one of my shirts and it was pushed up to her boobs. And the rest of her was naked. You couldn't see everything, but just the sneak peek was hot.

Me: baby I need you so bad right now.

Jane: I know what you mean I'm so wet right now and you aren't here :(

Me: I'm calling you

Before I could call, my phone began ringing and I answered it quickly. "Jane, you're such a tease." I palmed myself.

She didn't respond but I could hear her breathing heavily and let out a small moan. "Fuck Harry it feels so good." She said quietly into the phone.

As if I couldn't get any more painfully hard. "You've been touching yourself, baby?" I said quietly into the phone. "Fuck, I am going to fuck you so hard when I see you?" I warned her. "Is that what you want?"

"Yes." She whimpered. What I would do to see this right now. She began moaning my name as I began to tug at myself quickly. Trying to imagine it was her. "Oh god."

"You cumming baby, hmm?" I teased her. "So soon."

She let out a gasp and then dragged out a moan. It was quiet and then she playfully said. "Wouldn't you like to know?" She whispered. I completely forgot she had people in her house. "I bet you'd love to see me right now huh?"

"You have no clue." I began to feel my cock twitch and I kept going as she talked.

"Bet you would want me to get on my knees and help you?" She said in a seductive voice. "Pretend I'm there Harry, on my knees sucking that big cock just for you. Begging for you to-"

"Oh shit." I gasped coming into my hand. I heard her giggle over the phone and I chuckled. "Why are you laughing?" I asked as I stood to clean myself off with tissues.

"Well I didn't even get to say anything and you finished. "She laughed. "Also because I just realized you're in Tommy's room." I quickly looked around and sighed. "And we just sort of had phone sex." I chuckled. "You couldn't wait a few days could you?" She tisked. "Bad Harry."

"Jane, you have a dirty mouth." I laid back down."Besides, I have self-control, I bet you couldn't last the rest of the week without some of my lovin."

"Harry, I've gone twenty-two years without sex believe me you'll be calling me up tomorrow saying 'my dicks hard baby', boy please." She mocked me. "Besides you messaged me, as in you wanted to have the phone sex."

I gasped. "Not true I was sending you a goodnight text, and when I asked you sweet or dirty you said dirty and a winking face." She gasped playfully. "And you sent me nudes."

"Yeah lame on your part, you didn't send me any back."

"I'll send you one in the morning, I'm going to sleep now." I yawned.

"Okay, goodnight Harry." What I would do for a goodnight kiss right now.

"Goodnight Jane." I smiled. "I love you."

"I love you." She said back. It was quiet but she didn't hang up. "Hang up first." She told me.

"Give me a kiss goodnight." I teased.

"Harry, you're so needy." She joked. "Muah." She kissed me through the phone. "Okay, seriously good night."

"Night baby." And we hung up.

I slept like a baby.

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Thank you for reading. Xx

-k