Harry's POV
Where is she? Her flight should be here by now. Did she even come at all? No that's silly, of course she's coming. She has to be. She was so excited to be here. I was stressing out over nothing, but I knew I wouldn't calm down, not until I saw her right in front of me.
I was running my hands through my hairs, pacing back and forth at the terminal until I saw her walking out. She looked every bit as beautiful as she did when I left. She was wearing a gray tank top and jeans with a brown leather jacket and boots. She wore dark sunglasses that covered her mesmerising eyes yet I could without a doubt say it was her. I saw a few passengers oogling at her as she walked by and it made my blood boil.
Her lips curved into the most breathtaking smile when she saw me and her pace quickened.
I rushed to her and wrapped her in my arms, swinging her around with joy. She squealed with happiness and I placed my lips on her. It felt so good to feel her soft lips again.
I kissed her with urgency as if she would disappear if I let go. She was finally here. At that moment I couldn't care less if there were any paparazzi around or if a picture of us could turn up online by tonight. She was here and that was all that mattered.
'Hi' she say, slightly out of breath once we break apart.
'Hi' I say and remove her sunglasses. Her eyes shine so bright behind them and I can't help but place a kiss on each eyelid.
'You look like you've been through Hell, let's get you to the hotel' I say, wrapping an arm around her waist as I lead her to the car.
'I've missed you' she says, leaning into me.
'I've missed you more baby, so so much' I say once we're inside the car.
'This is a nice car, where'd you get it?' She asks, admiring the Mercedes
'I bought it' I say and her mouth falls open
'Why?' She asks
'Well I wanted to. I'll have it shipped back to L.A once we get back' I say, ending the conversation.
'Is everything ready upstairs?' I ask the receptionist
'Yes Mr. Styles' she says with a distinct french accent as she hands me the room key. I lead her to the elevator where the man already standing inside begins to ogle her. I shoot him a death glare. She's mine, asshole. I pull her tighter against me as we ride up the elevator in silence.
When we finally reach the penthouse, I pick her up in my arms and she squeals at the sudden gesture.
'What are you doing?' She asks
'What does it look like?' I shoot back and carry her to the room.
I lay her down once we're in the bedroom and only now do I really notice how jetlagged she is.
'Your things will be up in a minute' I tell her
'Why don't you get some sleep?' I suggest
'No...I slept on the plane ride here. I want to take a shower' she says as she takes off her jacket. Good thing she had it on during the way here. Her breasts look amazing. What? I'm a sex depraved guy who didn't see his girlfriend in almost in eternity. I think I should be given some slack.
'Can I join you?' I ask cheekily. She gives me a tired smile but says nothing. I understand and nod slightly. Though I'm kinda hurt at her silent rejection I understand that she's tired.
I hear a knock on the door which means her bags have arrived. I drag them in so she can pick whatever she wants before heading towards the bathroom.
'Hey' she says as she re enters the room after her shower. She looks much more refreshed and way more sexy in her black racerback sports bra and black trousers.
She crawls up into bed right next to me and lays her head on my chest.
'I've missed you' she tells me
'I've missed you too' I reply. We stay silent as we watch some unknown french movie on the TV together.
'What do you want to do tonight?' I ask her
'You' she replies cheekily
'Believe me honey, I'd love nothing more' I say. I'd pick her over anything in the entire world. I'd hardly give up being in bed with her, not for all the money in the world
'Dinner tonight?' I ask
'Okay' she replies, sounding a bit dim.
'Or...... We just order in room service and stay here' I suggest
'Alright' she says, sounding noticeably happier
'Perfect. I just can't wait to be inside you' I whisper sexily close to her lips
'Why wait?' She replies and connects her lips with mine
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Opposites Attract
FanfictionMarissa Hill has everything a young woman could want at the age of 23, a successful career, brains and looks. But her tainted past prevents her from having the one thing thats missing, a chance at true love. But when she crosses paths with the famou...
