Chapter Fourteen

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"The timing's never right. But for now, let's get away."

-'Roman Holiday' by Halsey

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<<Aleanna>>

It was about half past 4 in the morning and I was there, sitting on the bed with my back against the headrest as a beautiful angel sleeps beside me. I could still feel the buzz in my ear from the loud music that played all night in celebration of Harry's achievement. A lot of people came to celebrate Harry. Friends, people from school, relatives, neighbors, and people I don't really know.

All night they talked about my significant other and how amazing he is and I can't help but smile at all the wonderful things they have said about my Harry. I am more than proud of him and the whole night I either sat by the corner or stood by the kitchen counter or wherever I may be, I always thought of him and watched him go and socialize and converse with people. I watched as he smiled at everyone as he walks in the room. I love how he would always have something to say even though he's been talking to those people for almost hours. Every little thing makes me smile. Just, everything about him.

But, what never fails to make me fall down to my knees and melt is when even in a room full of people we somehow always find each other. And whenever our eyes would meet, it's like saying the words and hearing the words 'I love you'.

I stop myself and my thoughts only to realize that I probably look like a fucking psycho, looking into the distance with a smile on my face at 4 am in a dimly lit room. I almost laugh at myself but, then I turned my gaze to the amazing being beside me who's fast asleep and dreaming. He's beautiful even in the dark night, even in his sleep. I slide down so I was vis-a-vis with him. I could feel his warm breath fan my face that gave me chills. His long lashes lightly touched his cheeks and the tip of his curls rest just above his forehead. He looks so peaceful and calm.

I couldn't help myself so I pecked him on the lips which kind of made me feel bad when he slowly wakes from his sleep. "Oops! I'm sorry I woke you up." I pouted, a move I instantly regretted since I probably looked like a potato with swollen lips. What even is a potato with swollen lips? See my point.

"Nah, you waking me up will never be a bad thing." he says in his raspy 'just woke up' voice which sounded oh so fucking hot.

"What are you doing up this late, baby?" it's ironic how back then whenever I'd here him say that to Marina, I'd practically gag. But, when he says it to me I melt.

"Can't sleep. Why are you up, mom?" I said, sounding like a spoiled 13 year old.

"Now, don't use that tone with me." he said in a motherly tone which we both laughed to afterwards.

As our laughter died down, he pulled me closer to him and I lay my head on his chest as he placed as swift kiss on my forehead. I looked up at him and smiled, which he replied to with a peck on the nose. "Go to sleep, babe." he said just before he started humming sweet tunes and the next thing I know, I was fast asleep in the arms of my love. Ew, that sounded overly cheesy.

  • • •  SMUT, SMUT, SMUT!! IT'S GOING TO GET DIRTY! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED! YOU CAN SKIP IF YOU WANT TO.

I woke up the next morning to the sound of Harry watching television. His arm was still wrapped around my waist but, his eyes focused on the screen. "Oh my God, grandma. Did you forget to put your goddamn ear piece on again?" I joked as I turned to face him. He looked down at me, "Oops, sorry babe." he had a sorry smile on his face. "Okay, I forgive you."

I stand up from the bed to go to the bathroom, "Aw! Why'd you get up? I'm getting cold already!"

"For fuck's sake, Harry! Let me brush my teeth stop being so clingy." I laughed. "But, it's cold."

"Boo-hoo." I said, returning to the room. I walked back to the bed and sat on Harry's lap with me facing him and him in between my legs. I put my index finger up and gestured for him to come closer. He props himself up an starts kissing me. And by kissing, I mean making out. His soft plump lips moved in sync with mine. He's back is now against the headboard and my arms wrapped around his neck while my fingers were tangled in his curls. His hands moved up and down my back.

His lips made it's way to my ear, the back of my ear, my jawline, then my neck. "Fuck." 

His lips went lower to my collar bones, then my chest.

We pulled apart long enough for me to take off and get rid of his shirt and dear lord thank you for blessing my boyfriend. With a kiss on the lips, he swiftly took my shirt off as well. I mentally praise myself for not wearing shorts underneath since his shirt looked big enough on me.

"Fuck, baby you look so hot."

His lips traveled down to my shoulder as I played with the band of his boxers.

"Harry" I moaned as he continues to kiss neck. I push him back a little only to whisper in his ear which may I just say, got him more excited than he already is. And before we knew it his lips went down and sucked my nipples. He stopped and moaned when my hand accidentally touched his bulge.

We continued to kiss as he flips me over and got me off my panties. I did the same and got his boxers off. I started sucking him and his head rolled back in pleasure. DAMN HE WAS BIG. I lick the tip of his cock and brought him in my mouth again, and again, and again. "Time for payback, baby." He said in between breaths as he spreads my legs and kissed my tummy down to my hip bone until I could feel his breath fanning my being.

He started licking my clit and fuck. Oh fuck. It sent shivers down my spine, my toes clenched. I held on to the covers as he inserts two fingers in and then out and again, and again, and again, that it drove me insane.

He soon reach for his wallet on the bedside table and he pulls out a condom. 

He positions himself and I felt a rush in my blood when he inserts himself inside me. I moan in both pleasure and pain. He kisses me and whispers dirty things until we both came to our high.

  • • •  (smut ends here)

We both just kind of lie there cuddled up in each other for about an hour.

"Fuck, Harry." "Fuck, baby that was so good."

I couldn't help but blush so I hid my face in his chest. He chuckled at me. "Come on, let's go get ready we need to make the most out of this day. Now, come on!"

"Wait, how about round two?"

"Shut up, Harry. Control yourself, will 'ya?" I laughed at him as I got off bed to go shower and get dressed. Well, Harry and I showered together.

We then spent the day to ourselves, going from cafe to cafe, arcade to arcade, mall to mall, park to park, we really achieved the 'making the most out of the day' thing.

But, motherfucking shit. He's leaving tomorrow.

 


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