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May POV

Why the fuck did I pick this dress again?

Why did I let Adam convince me this looked good on me?

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I make sure my eye make up looks decent as well as my hair. I'm so fucking nervous my hands are shaking a bit. I feel fat, and I'm scared that I picked a dress that really does look terrible on me.

I straighten my hair with my fingertips and take a deep breath. Just leave the bathroom and try not to vomit.

I turn off the lights and hear my heels click against the floor. That's a fun sound.

I shake my head at myself and take a deep breath. I leave the bathroom and enter the living room. Harry is looking down at himself and is fixing his tie.

"Need help?" I offer kindly.

"Yeah, I-" He stops while glancing up to me. My face heats so I look away and swallow. "May-" His eyes are wide. I straighten his tie and glance up at him. "You look amazing." I just smile gently. I try to take the compliment, even though I feel other wise. "You don't think so?"

"Not really." I mutter. His hands rest on my hips.

"May I'm so fucking speechless." I bite my lip. He leans down and kisses me. "Like fuck, you look sexy as hell."

"Stop." I look away from his eyes burning on me. His hands grip onto me more. His lips kiss my neck. "You're just being nice."

"May?"

"Yes?"

"I'm being serious. Words can't describe how amazing you look." I look back at him and see he's staring intensely at me. "I can't stop looking at you." His eyes travel down me making my skin burn. "Your ass looks amazing by the way." I laugh and he snickers.

"You look handsome as well." I say while flattening his coat. I poke the dimple peeking through his cheek. "I like your tie."

"Thank you." Harry says while kissing me. "Now, let's get going so I can show my family how amazing you look." I shake my head and he smirks. His fingers intertwine with mine.

"Even with heels I'm still short compared to you." I shrug. Harry looks down at me with a grin.

We step into the elevator and I take a deep breath. "Just remember most of my family is snobby so just keep that in mind when they ask you questions."

"Okay." I chuckle. His fingers play with mine.

"I told you already how stunning you look, right?"

"Yes."

"Okay, just making sure." I nudge him and Harry grins.

We soon enter the ballroom and it's packed with people.

This should be a fun evening.

"Harry!" A happy voice calls. She's shorter than him, but probably still taller than me without heels. They hug and I look around. "You must be May, yes?"

"Yeah, h-hi." I stammer briefly. I shake her hand.

"Hi! I'm Gemma. Harry's sister, I've heard a lot about you."

"You as well." I reply back. She eyes me making me nervous.

"Harry, you didn't mention she's this pretty, jeez." He scoffs and she looks to me with a smirk. Soon Harry's parents join us.

"You look amazing May." Anne compliments me.

"Thank you, you look great yourself." She's wearing a well fitted black dress. Gemma is wearing white.

Harry's hand intertwines with mine and I glance up to him. He smiles down at me briefly then goes back to talking to his sister.

~

"Are you hungry or anything?" Harry asks me as we stand by the bar. There are a few bars scattered around the room, we're at the one less crowded.

"I'd rather not eat while wearing white." I say and Harry snickers.

"I remember you were wearing a grey hoodie once. You were drinking a soda and spilled it on yourself." I laugh at the memory.

"Ugh, my luck." I shake my head. His eyes leave mine.

"Will you be alright for a minute by yourself?" I nod and he squeezes my hand before walking off to say hello to someone.

I face the bar and scan my eyes over all the bottles. I feel a hand rest on my lower back. I stiffen. I look over my shoulder and see a guy who looks in his early twenties. His eyes are light blue, and his hair is parted nicely. Dimples are on his cheeks. "Let me get you a drink." His voice is deep.

"I'm g-good, thanks." He teeth pick at his lower lip.

"C'mon what does your heart desire?"

"I don't d-drink." I say. I move away from him and look around. Harry has disappeared.

"Not even a little wine?" His eyes meet mine.

"I'm not old enough to drink." Maybe my age will make him leave me alone. An even bigger smirk crawls on his lips.

"That's hard to believe considering how you look." My eyebrows furrow. "I'm Drake." His hand extends out toward mine.

"May." I don't shake his hand. I just look forward again.

"Hm, playing hard to get, I see." I glare at him and see a smile spread on his lips. "Are you here with anybody?"

"Why else would I be here?" I ask curiously.

"Hm, good point." Drake eyes me. He moves closer toward me. "You look really attractive by the way."

"Thanks." I mutter. I look away from his intense stare and bite my lip. He moves closer to me and I clear my throat. "And uh for the record, it's an open bar." Drake smirks at me.

"Sorry I was long." I hear Harry's voice say. He slips in between Drake and I and sigh in relief.

"It's fine." I look to Harry and smile gently.

"Hey man. Haven't seen you in a while." Drake and Harry start chatting. I listen in.

After a while Drake leaves and Harry looks back to me. "Is that your cousin?" I ask curiously.

"Yep." Harry says. "Did he say anything to you?"

"Just asking if I wanted a drink, and stuff." I brush off. His hand rests on my lower back and he leans in and kisses me.

"Drake isn't my uh most friendly cousin, he puts his dick inside anything living, I should've warned you about that." I laugh and Harry smiles gently.

An older couple walks over to us. "Hi Aunt Kat." Harry says. He hugs his Aunt and Uncle. Her brown eyes burn on me intensely.

"You must be the new uh girlfriend, right?" Her voice amused.

"Yeah, that's me." I smile warmly. "I'm May." I extend my hand out to her. She shakes it. Harry puts his arm around my side. I feel more relaxed.

"Who are you wearing? You look amazing." His Aunt compliments.

"Uh, I really don't know. My friend picked it out for me actually."

"She has wonderful taste." Before I could say it's a he, she changes the subject. "What type business do your parents own?" Oh god. I glance to Harry who sighs.

"N-none." She nods. "Uh, my Mom is manager for a brand of nursing homes around the country. My Dad works for some law firm."

"Oh that's nice." I really want to laugh. Harry and his uncle start a conversation. I listen in and take a deep breath.

***

It's midnight and Harry and I decide to leave the party that is still going on. Our hands are intertwined as we walk toward the elevator. "Sorry about my Aunt." Harry speaks.

"It's fine." I laugh. "Overall your family wasn't as bad as you made them out to be." He clicks the level to our room.

"I'll order food when we get to our room?"

"Yes please I'm starving." Harry looks at me with a smile. He gently kisses my lips.

Harry and I enter the suite and I slip off the heels that are killing me. We walk to the bedroom to undress.

I put my bag on the bed and grab my pj pants and a shirt. I unzip my dress and slowly step out of it. I fold it and look up and see Harry eyeing me.

I put on the clothes I picked out and lay down. It feels good to sit down.

Harry sits down beside me. He's wearing a white tee shirt and his boxers. He leans in and kisses me. "I love you."

"I love you too." I murmur gently. I kiss his cheek and then his neck. His fingers stroke my skin softly. The tips of fingers massage my arms making me bite my lip.

Harry fits himself between my legs comfortably. His lips kiss mine sweetly. His tongue emerges in my mouth.

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

His hands roam around my body making me fall under his control. His lips kiss mine hungrily. The blankets fall to the floor.

I look up to see Harry's beautiful green eyes looking at me intensely. "Can I take this off?" I nod. The shirt is lifted off of my body leaving me in my bra. I see his eyes stare at me intensely. Goosebumps rise on my skin.

I feel his bulge grow in his boxers. His mouth travels down my body. His hands slide down to my pants. I nod, indicating he can take them off, and he does. He bites his lip and smirks.
His hands grip my breasts, and I feel his boner rub against me.

I pull away from our kiss and stare at him. "I want to have sex."

"Like, real sex?" I nod.

"Are you ready for that? I'm fine with us doing with what we're doing. I just don't want to push you." His fingertips stroke my cheek.

"You're not, I promise." I smile gently.

"It's going to hurt."

"I know."

He climbs off of me and goes into his bag and pulls out a condom. I take a deep breath. "You brought condoms?" I ask, my eyebrows furrow.

"My father made me because we're sharing a room." Harry's face flushes and I bite my lip. "May, are you positive? I don't want you to regret anything."

"I'm positive." He pulls down his boxers, leaving us both bare. His member is high.

I'm more nervous about his dick then anything.

He pumps himself a few times before sliding on the clear condom. He goes back on top of me and cups my cheeks.

"If at any point you want me to stop, just tell me, and I will without hesitation." I nod. His lips connect back with mine and he positions himself. "I promise I'll go slow ." I nod.

His fingers intertwine with mine and his eyes look into mine. I feel his tip slowly rub around me making me bite my lip. Harry kisses my neck and collarbone. "Are you sure?" He asks.

"Yes." I nod. Harry leans down and kisses me.

"I love you May." He gently kisses my neck then my lips. I feel his fingers brush along me making my grip around his neck tighten. "If it hurts too much just tell me, okay?" I nod.

He slowly pushes himself in me making my eyes widen and a gentle cry leave my mouth. Harry pulls out and I take a deep breath. He goes back inside of me and I bite my lip harshly. I feel water leave my eyes. Harry looks back to me and wipes away my tears.

"I'm sorry this hurts." He frowns. "Do you want me to stop?" I shake my head 'no'. "I hate seeing you cry." He kisses my cheek, then my lips. He looks like he wants to cry.

He stays in the same spot inside of me for a while. "Can I move?" He asks minutes later. I nod and he goes deeper making me screw my eyes shut. There is absolutely no pleasure, just pain.

"Oh fuck." Harry moans. At least he's enjoying it.

His thrusting is slow. Very slow. I don't know why, but I feel bad. He's probably used to rough, fast sex. My insecurities make me want to hide. His eyes look back to me.

"What are you thinking?" Harry asks me.

"Nothing." I murmur. My hands hold onto his waist gently.

"Am I going too fast? Let me know if I am." He panics.

"You're fine."

He kisses my neck and keeps going. I feel bad.  I feel like I'm not going to be enough, even after tonight I feel like I won't be able to satisfy him. But, I always think this, even when we weren't messing around, I always thought I won't be enough.

Harry pulls out and looks to me. "May, what's wrong?" He asks. "I know it hurts, but I need you to be with me. I need to know if I'm hurting you or going to fast. Am I?"

"I-I'm fine." I say. His hands hold mine.

"You didn't say you're ready, when you're not, right? Please tell me you didn't say you wanted to have sex because of me."

"No of course not." I say instantly.

"Then why do you look so sad? This is an intimate moment between us." He strokes my cheek. "A-am I sounding selfish? O-or going too fast? Am I not kissing you enough? Or, uh not touching you enough?" My heart pinches.

"You're doing great." I assure him with a gentle smile.

"I just want you to feel comfortable during your first time." I bite my lip and nod. "Is that what's making you sad? That this is your first time?" I nod. Harry's gives me a long kiss. His hands hold my cheeks steadily.

"I just feel like you're so bored, and I'm sorry that you are."

"I'm not, and don't say sorry." He strokes my skin. "I respect you so much for waiting. I'm not bored. And I'm enjoying being connected to you like this. Please don't think that I hate this." I kiss his cheek and nuzzle my head against his chest. "I love you so much May, and this isn't just sex to me. It's more. Okay?" I nod. "Did you want me to keep going, or you had enough tonight?"

"You can keep going." I say. He nods and kisses my lips.

His finger inserts me making me bite my lip. It's sore down there. Soon his finger is replaced with his penis.

The pain is still there. Still no pleasure, but at least the pain is bearable now.

"Oh fuck." His hands grip onto mine. I feel his heart beat against mine. Harry moves himself inside me quickly making me wince. "Oh, fuck. May, I'm sorry, shit."

"It's fine." I assure. I kiss him. His thrusting becomes slower and Harry has little moans leaving his mouth.

"Can I uh--fuck, come?" He asks me. I nod. He pushes his member inside of me a couple more times. He's still slow. Harry moans making me feel some what good that at least he came. He pulls out and slips off the condom. He tosses it in the garbage can near the bed.

I sit up and see blood is on the sheets. Not a whole lot, but it's there. "I'll toss them when we leave in the morning." I nod. Harry takes them off the bed puts them to the floor.

He comes back and lays down beside me. "How do you feel?"

"Sore." He kisses my cheek.

"Next time won't be as bad. Soon you'll find the pleasure in it." His lips touch my forehead. His eyes look back to me. "You don't regret it do you?" Sadness goes over his face.

"Of course not." I say instantly.

Moving my legs hurts a bit. "I love you May."

"I love you too Harry." I lean up and kiss him. I press my head against his broad chest.

"Still want me to order food?" I nod against him.

A://N

this took me a while to write but it's up lol

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sorry for updating so much lol i probably annoyed most of you

have a good night x

~lauren