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May POV

Tomorrow is school.

Tomorrow I want to never come.

The thought of walking into a building of a building of everyone I practically hates make me sick.

Besides that, Harry and I are going out. To where? I don't know.

I slip on my converse that are black and pull my hair into a messy bun. I see his car pull to the curb and that's my cue to leave. Sadie is out which is a relief.

I open the door to his car and get in. "Hola." Harry greets with a smile.

"Ciao." A smirk crawls on his lips. He leans in and kisses me. Soon he drives away.

***

"So," I start. "Where exactly are we going?"

"A place." Harry smiles. I poke his dimple that shows on his cheek. He chuckles at me and I crack a smile. His eyes glance to me. "You look beautiful by the way."

"You don't look too bad yourself." He kisses me and looks back to the road. I rest my head on his shoulder and stare at the road. Our fingers play with one another. I play with the rings on his long fingers. "Your hands are big." I laugh.

"That's not the only thing." His voice deepens. I nudge him and a snicker leaves his lips. Soon he parks the car. My eyebrows furrow.

It's an empty lot in the middle of no where. The lot is just sand. "We have a bit of walking to do." Harry reads my mind.

"Okay." We exit his car. "Are you planning on killing me?" I joke making him laugh.

"How'd you know?"

"I have a feeling for these things I guess." His hand intertwines with mine and we begin walking down this nature path.

I look up at Harry and furrow my eyebrows. "You got taller." I say out loud.

"Hm, you noticed?"

"I'm a midget, of course I did."

"You're my midget though." I shake my head and nudge him. "What's the tallest girl you've been with?" I ask curiously.

"Uh, I don't remember who, but she was up to my nose." I nod.

"Fun."

"You're the shortest girl I've dated though."

"Thanks, I tried." I'm literally under his shoulders. Not at his shoulders. I don't make it.

"What are you like 5 foot 3? 4?"

"Five foot two." I mutter. Harry laughs and I slap his chest. "Don't make fun. I'm short enough to kick your balls."

His arms wrap around me and he kisses my cheek. "I like that you're short, it's okay."

"You don't want me to be at your eyebrows?" I ask.

"That's no fun. I like you the height you are." His lips peck mine. We continue walking.

"How was Thanksgiving?" I ask Harry. My eyes look up at him.

"It was good. Sadie is starting to ask when she can meet my girlfriend." His eyes glance down to me. My face heats.

"She won't be happy if she knows, and you know that."

"I know. But, maybe she should know? Soon?" I bite my lip.

"I don't know." His hand squeezes mine.

"Whatever will happen, it won't affect us. I love you and that won't change because Sadie won't be happy who I am with. I hated Todd and she was still with him."

"It was Todd though." I say.

"Do you know why Sadie doesn't like you?" I remain silent for a few moments and bite my lip. "I have an idea."

"What is it?"

"Uh," I itch my head. "You remember when Sadie and my father were in the car accident years back?" Harry nods. "I-I was in the car, and Sadie blames me for it practically."

"What? Why?" His voice raises. My heart starts beating quickly at the memory.

"They were going shopping, and since I was only like eleven or something my father didn't want me to be home alone, so I had to tag along. I didn't have breakfast that morning nor lunch, and I was starving. It was nine at night? Or eight, and my Dad stops at some fast food place and he didn't get me anything. I asked Sadie for a fry and she said no because I eat enough.

We start arguing because I wanted a single fry. I felt like passing out. Of course my father yells at me to knock it off. And I say but I'm hungry. He turns around and widens his eyes at me and tells me to knock it off, again. Uh, then another car crashes into us.

I was the first to wake up, Sadie was the last, as you may know. I saw you everyday visit her with your Mom though." His eyes look sad.

"What...I." He stops walking. "She blames you? Your fucking father was driving. You were hungry and your father didn't even remember you. I-"

"It's fine." I murmur.

"I didn't even know you were in the accident."

"It was fun to wake up with no one in my room." His arms pulls me into his chest. "Ellie was the only one who sat with me at times."

"I fucking hate your parents." His lips touch my cheek.

"That's how my stutter started." I admit. "I never had it before. It wasn't as bad but it got worse when I became more nervous and scared of things."

"That's why Sadie makes fun of you? Because she blames you?"

"Yep."

"That's so stupid."

"I know." Harry shakes his head.

"It's so sickening though. Your Mom never visited you?"

"Only when I was getting discharged." He lets out a deep breath.

"You saw me there?" Harry asks.

"You would walk past my room everyday." I say. "That's creepy but I remember that." I smile gently. Harry cups my cheeks and kisses me.

"I love you so much May. I wish I was there for you then."

"I love you too." I kiss his cheek. We continue talking until we make it to a ledge type thing.

Harry sits down on the rock that looks over the view of the river. "This river leads to the lake at the park near school." Harry informs me.

"This is cool." You can see the rocks in the river and some fish swim through it. It's odd how much you can see from so how high up. "How'd you find this?"

"My sister show'd me this years back. We would do our homework or something here. Or in the summer we would tube."

"That's nice." His fingers intertwine with mine and rest on my lap. My head rests on his shoulder and we just the moving water.

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Around an hour that we're there, it starts raining--hard. We run back to the car laughing. "It wasn't supposed to fucking rain today!" Harry exclaims angerily making me cry of laughter.

"Open the door." I say to Harry who is struggling to find the correct key. Once he does, it's too late to stay dry. Our clothes are soaked. He automatically turns on the heat and we laugh.

"We can go back to my house, Sadie shouldn't be home. I overheard she's going over her new boyfriends house. Which means she won't be back till morning. I'll dry your clothes."

"Okay." A smile on his lips.

***

I put Harry's clothes in the dryer and return back to my room. Harry is shirtless and only wearing his sweatpants that he left here once from when he slept over.

My eyes admire how toned his torso is. My eyes break away and I move to my dresser to pick out clothes. I decided on leggings and a tee shirt that is a semi dark green color. I take out new pair of underwear and a new bra. "I'll be right back." Harry nods and unlocks his phone.

I return and rub my hands for warmth. I sit beside Harry. He tosses his phone on the floor and brushes back a piece of hair behind my ear.

His lips peck mine and I smile gently. Harry's lips reattach back onto mine and my hands rest on his low waist.

I feel his hands cup my cheeks, making my head steady. His fingers stroke my skin softly. Harry's tongue emerges in my mouth; his tongue plays with mine making our kiss deeper. I feel our slow, soft kiss quickly change into a lustful, intimate make out session.

Soon his hands drop from my cheeks and onto my upper thigh. I feel Harry's mouth travel off of mine onto my neck. His soft, plump lips suck on my skin gently. Different waves of pleasure float through my head making it hard for me to think.

Harry moves on top of me as I lay down. His fingers dig into my sides softly yet sternly as his lips kiss mine.

I feel his bulge grown under me making my heart beat quickly. A gentle moan leaves his lips as I enter my tongue in his mouth. His hands wander up to my face, and his lower waist presses on mine making tingles rush up and down my body.

His lips break away and his eyes meet mine. I see the eagerness in his eyes. Worry clearly written in mine.

"We don't have to do anything." Harry says breathlessly.

"I want too, but.." I pause and bite my top lip.

"If you're not ready, you're not ready." His fingers stroke my cheeks. We both sit up now. My fingers fidget.

"I won't be enough for you." I say, breaking our eye contact.

"Don't say that." He turns my head to face him.

"I-I've never," I stop.

"Baby, it doesn't matter." His voice is gentle.

"Harry, I know nothing about guys and what they want. I've never touched a penis, or seen it. I wouldn't get you off."

"May, you get me off by just kissing me. And I'm being honest. But now, I don't expect you to touch me, or let us have sex for the first time." His lips touch my cheek. "But, I do want to touch you." My insides heat.

I look down to my hands. "But, if you're not ready that's fine." I bite my lip pushing back my tears.

"It's not that."

"Then what is it? Is it the girls I've been with?"

"No, I would never hold that against you. Who you've been with if who you've been with. That's not my business."

"Then what is it baby?" I look up at him.

"I don't even wear bathing suits or look at myself in the mirror naked." I admit. "I'm not skinny or--" My lip begins to quiver making me look away from his eye contact. "Or have a flat stomach."

"May, you're beautiful. You're perfect to me." His hand squeezes mine. "And I wish you looked at yourself the way I look at you. I think you're so fucking stunning and any guy would be lucky to even see you in shorts. You're right, you're not like other girls. You're better. I don't care that you aren't as skinny as some girls at our school. I notice every little thing about you and that's what I love. Your little, little stomach doesn't gross me out. Or make me think you're not beautiful. "

"I have stretch marks on my sides and boobs though. That's gross."

"May, look at me." I slowly look up at him. "I know you have them. I've seen them on your sides when your shirt rises. I think they're great. They're not gross. And I would assume you'd have stretch marks on your boobs because they are pretty big." Harry runs his fingers through my hair. "I love you May. I love every piece and inch of you. And that includes what you might find gross. I think your sexy as hell and I'm so lucky you're mine."

"Do you trust me?" Harry asks. I nod. "Can you let me show you how much I love you?" I lick my lips and nod. Harry climbs back on top of me and kisses my neck, slowly.

I feel his fingers dig into my sides a little causing my body to tense up at but. "Can I take off your shirt?" He asks his his hands wander to my front. I nod.

He lifts up my shirt and tosses it aside before taking off his own. Harry's eyes linger on my boobs. "Can I?" I nod again. His hands move to my back and he unhooks my bra. Harry takes it off and tosses it aside as well.

My eyes look up at the ceiling. My chest rises and falls. I feel like covering up and hiding. His hands wander up my torso making my breaths becomes sharp.

He kisses along my collarbone and down to my chest. My eyes widen as he kisses around my boobs. His tongue draws small circles on certain areas making me bit my lip to hold in a whimper.

Harry soon kisses down my stomach. His tongue drags along my skin as well as his lips making my eyes shut. He stops above the waistband my leggings.

"Can I?" His voice is soft.

"Yeah." I answer. He kisses the side of my stomach then slowly pulls them down, along with my underwear. I chew my lip nervously.

"Are you okay?" Harry asks.

I nod. "Fine. I'm just nervous, is all."

"We can stop if you want."

"No, I'm fine." I assure him.

Harry nods. "You might feel uncomfortable, but I'll go slow, okay?"

"Okay." I say. My head rests back down. I feel his lips kiss the inside of my thigh.

His pointer finger slowly goes inside of me making my mouth open in pain. "Jesus you're tight." I hear Harry mutter from my legs.

Is that a good thing?

My heart is pounding out of pain. Once my body gets used to him I nod, allowing him to continue.

I swallow hard when he starts pressing circles to my clit, slow circular motions with quite heavy pressure.

Harry pumps his one finger out of me still and continues his motions with his thumb. He's pace is slow, but still plays a role on me.

"Can I go quicker baby?" My insides heat. Unable to speak, I nod. His movements slowly start to pick up making my hands grip my sheets tensely.

Harry pushes another finger inside of me making me wince loudly out of pain. "Fuck, I'm sorry May." His fingers pull out of me. "I didn't mean to hurt you."

"It's fine." I say honestly. I have to get used to it somehow.

I feel like this is so frustrating for him. He's probably used to doing this quickly to girls who have been touched before. Yet he's going slow for me.

Without me even knowing my arms cover up my chest. I see his head retreat to mine. His body fits between my thighs. I feel his bulge press against my through his boxers that he's only wearing. Harry kisses me. As we kiss his hands take my arms covered over my chest and he pins them beside me.

"I want to see your body fully." He whispers against my neck. As his lips kiss my skin his finger slowly starts to enter me again.

I relax under his touch and take deep breaths. I feel his thumb start to rub me again making me dig my nails into his back. His movements like this continue for a few more minutes.

Harry soon rubs another finger along my slit and pushed it in. This time I'm not in pain so much I need to "moan" it.

His two fingers curve inside of me making me moan, which this is the first time I have officially because of pleasure. "Your moans are hot." I hear Harry mutter against my skin. His tongue drags down to my collar bone as he starts to kiss there.

His fingers work their magic at a quick pace. With his fingers pumping and curving and his thumb twiddling with my sensitive spot it make my head foggy and it makes me grip onto his shoulders more.

"Come on my fingers baby." Harry says making my body instantly let go, which made my face heat intensely.

He rides out my orgasm with slow yet intense thrusts with his fingers. My heart is pounding against my chest.

His two fingers soon leave me and his lips kiss mine.

"Did you like that?" He asks while tilting his head. I nod. A smirk crawls on his lips. My hands rest on his sides. His lips touch my neck then my collarbone.

"I love you." His voice makes my skin get shivers.

"I love you too." I peck his lips.

"Was everything okay? Did I hurt you? Did I go too fast?" His eyes look worried.

"You were fine." I smile gently. "I promise.

"Because I know it might've felt painful at first but, I just want to make sure you weren't in pain the whole time."

"I wasn't." He pecks my lips.

"Do you regret anything? Or did I pressure you?"

"Harry?" He looks at me. "I'm fine." He smiles gently. He lays beside me. I grab my underwear that is on the other side of the mattress and put them on.

"Don't put on anything else. Just wear that." Harry says. I don't argue. I lay back down and he snuggles into me. His hand is on my butt and I laugh. "I've always wanted to touch it, I'm sorry."

"It's fine." I laugh. He kisses my cheek and pulls the blankets up to our shoulders.

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