"Mase..Mase" someone was shaking me. I groaned "What?" I heard a laugh. "Mason Jane Stills get you're lazy bum and hug you're mum." I opened my eyes to my mums face. I sat up and gave her a big hug. "I missed you sweetie." I squeezed her. "I missed you too mummy." she pinched my cheeks. "Wake up Harry and come downstairs." I nodded and she left. I rolled over ontop of him. I kissed his nose. Nothing, he lips, nothing. His neck then I bit down on his sweetspot. He moaned. "Wake up babe." I whispered and kissed his neck again. "Morning." he moaned/whispered. I looked at him and kissed him. C'mon mum is downstairs." he rolled us over so he was on top. "All night I dreamed about ripping that lacey outfit you got and then fucking you senseless." he kissed my neck and got up and walked downstairs. I was laying in bed in shock.
I walked downstairs to be greeted by my dad, I gave him a kiss and hug and he went into the dining area witht he rest of the group. Harry was just sitting on the couch with his phone in his hands. I walked over to him and leaned down. "Later.." I trailed off. I walked towards the dining area making sure I was swaying my hips and bum, since I was now wearing yoga pants. I sat down at the table inbetween Louis and Niall. Harry sat across the table from me, next Zayn and Liam. My parents being at the head of the table.
"So boys tell me about touring in America." my dad asked while taking a bite of his waffles. Louis spoke up and began talking about some stories that they already told me. I took this time to raise my leg and put it on Harry's knee. When he felt the contact he looked at me. I moved it closer and set it on the already buldge in his sweats. He shoved a muffin in his mouth and moaned. "Great muffins Mrs. Stills." he looked at my mum, she smiled. I began rubbing feeling it rise a bit more each time. He then reached down and grabbed my foot and added pressure. I ripped it away at once and stopped, bringing my foot back over to me.
He looked at me like he could kill me and I just shrugged. Everyone finished eating and left because Harry voulenteered us for dishes. Once everyone left and went down the basement for some tea and tv Harry got up and came over to me. "You're lucky I don't make you scream my name right now." he whispered into my ear and it sent shivers down my back. He left and disappeared into the kitchen. I got up and walked in, he was washing plates when I went over and wrapped my arms around his fit torso. I trailed my hands down and put them in his sweats. "Stop it." he said breathlessly. I slimed to myself and began palming him through his boxers.
"Fuck Mason!" he moaned as he released into my hand. I pulled my hands off his now softened length and washed my hands. He came and wrapped his arms around me. "Can we grab the outfit and go to my house?" he hands trailed to my hips and gripped them tight. I flinched. He then slapped my bum. I backed away from him. "Whats wrong baby?" he cracked a smile, just how Sam used too. I teared up for some reason and ran up to my room. I was crying into my pillow because he just did what Sam used to do before he would hit me, but only when he was drunk. "Mason? Whats wrong?" Harry came in and sat down. I kept crying. "Mason why are you crying? What did I do?" I finally calmed down. "Sam used to do that." "You seriously aren't over him?" I shook my head. "No! He used to do that before he would hit me when he was drunk." his eyes got huge and he pulled me into his warm body. "Mason. I would never hurt you. Physically, mentally. I love you too much." I let a few tears fall but I wiped them away.
"I won't be rough with you. We can take it slow." I nodded and he kissed me. "I love you Harry." he pressed my lips to his and whispered back I love you too.
