Missing in Action

Only the Connection

I grabbed a fluffy green towel from the closet, walking into the bathroom. I plugged in my radio, blasting Kings of Leons throughout the house. My mom was out again and I had the house all to myself. I turned on the water, putting it hot enough to sting slightly.

Yesterday has left me physically and emotionally drained.

(Another flashback. Sorry.)

We put our coats on and headed out to Harry's car. He ran to my side opening the door, a smile making it's way to my face. "Thanks." I muttered, getting into the car. I put the seatbelt around me, shifting in his leather seat. The car was already starting to warm up as he pulled out of my driveway.

Harry was taking me to the movies then to lunch. I knew I was going to extremely bloated before the day was over and I'm already regretting this. I slipped on my Rolling Stones sweatshirt and a pair of black leggings with my black converse.

He was dressed just as causally. His white teeshirt under his black jacket and his dark jeans hanging low, tempting my eyes. I looked out the window to distract myself from his view.

"I don't think I've taken you to the movies since 'About Time' came out." He smiles over to me. I give him a small smile back, "Yeah, I guess you haven't."

I didn't want to dwell on the past with Harry. But that's all there was. We didn't know anything about each other anymore. This thought put a sharp knife in my stomach, slowly twisting it.

"You were wearing that dark red dress you have that went just above your knees. You looked absolutely stunning." He grinned. The knife sinked lower in my stomach.

"Harry, don't." I snapped. I felt sick. I didn't want to think about the times Harry and I had. They always led back to him leaving. All of them.

He looked slightly hurt and shifted in his seat. "Sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"Sorry, I snapped. I'm just tired." I leaned my head against the cold window, breathing calmly.

"Audrey, I think we need to talk." His voice was laced with concern, but this thought made me laugh.

"Us? Talking?" I stifled a laugh and sat back up to turn at him. "We've never been good at that."

His smile was back, "I guess not."

"We can talk after the movies. I really wanted to see 'Horrible Bosses 2'."

"Alright." He sighs and the rest of the car ride is silent.

(End of flashback)
-------------------------------

The heat from the shower filled my bathroom as I wrapped the towel around me and left the bathroom and the music running. I walked to my room, unwrapping my towel and wrapping it around my head.

I opened my door, walking right across to my dresser, then I noticed him. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" I grabbed the closest thing to me, which was a blanket and covered myself quickly.

"Jesus Christ. What the hell? What are you doing?" My breathing was out of control and I was getting my uncomfortable by the minute.

He was sitting up, leaning back on his arms. His old grey teeshirt rising slightly up his abdomen. His light jeans and his boxers peeking out.

"Waiting for you." He shrugs then lays back down on my bed.

"How did you get in?" I wrapped the towel around me and held it closer.

"You gave me a key a couple years I ago." This time, he sat up completely and sat criss-crossed on my bed.

"Oh yeah." We stared at each other for a few seconds till I remember I was naked under this thin fleece blanket. "Can you turn around?" I bite my lip, shifting uncomfortably.

"It's nothing I haven't seen before." He smirked, not moving at all.

"But that was when we were together." I instantly regretted what I said when I say a frown make it's way across his perfect lips.

He stood up off my bed and am his way to me in three strides. I stood frozen facing him, not even a foot away.

"We didn't resolve much did we, yesterday?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowed.

"I don't think so." My lip being taken between my teeth again, looking up into his now dark jade eyes.

I know I look awful. Probably light mascara under my eyes and my hair a mess and wet. I couldn't move though. His look made my stomach twist and knot and his heat radiating off his body sent shivers down my spine.

He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear and kept his hand on my face, his thumb softly caressing. His gaze still hard against mine. He, slowly, rested his forehead against mine, brushing his nose along mine. He placed a soft kiss on my lips. My hands still locked on my blanket as I lulled my head back, reaching for another.

His lips found my mine again as he softly moved his lips against mine. He swiped his tongue along my bottom lip, asking for permission. I opened my mouth a little wider, granting it.

I moaned softly as his tongue gently assaulted mine. His fingers ran into my hair, grasping it lightly. I wanted so badly to touch him, but then I would be exposed, very exposed.

His left hand moving down to my hip, his thump rubbing circles though the fabric. Fuck it.

I let go of the towel, my hands going directly for his hair, pulling, bringing him closer to me. His gasp was noticeable and he pulled his hand away, letting the blanket hit the floor.

"Audrey, what are you doing?" He breathily said as he slowed his kisses.

"Don't stop." I whispered, pulling him back into the kiss. He moaned softly, placing his hand back on my hip again. His hand traveled up my back, gently pressing me against him.

"Are you sure?" He said into the kiss. I nodded urgently, keeping myself against him.

"I don't want you to regret anything. We still haven't talked and-"

"Shut up, Harry." I pulled him down by his neck, kissing him roughly, wrapping my other hand into his curls. He let a moan escape into my mouth. His fingers fumbled with the bottom of his shirt, breaking the kiss to slip it over his head.

I moved my hands, working on the top button of his jeans, pulling them down quickly.

He took my chin in his hand, placing a chaste kiss on my lips. "You're sure?"

"Yes, Harry. I'm sure." I reassured him, kissing him back. He smiled softly, "God, I love you."

"I love you too." I smiled back, staring up into his clear green eyes.

This time, his lips went straight to my neck, kissing and sucking in the most heavenly combination.

A soft moan escaped from my lips. His tongue swirled around my neck as his hands squeezed my behind.

"You're so perfect." He mumbled against my neck, lifting me by my thighs. I wrapped my arms around his neck to support myself. His lips smashed against mine once again. He laid me on my back, as he stayed on top, softly grinding against me.

I moaned softly as I grind back. His moans vibrated against my neck, his nose brushing against my jawline.

I felt him slip inside of me slowly. I moaned louder as he filled me, taking all of me. He started thrusting slow as I meet his hips. It felt so right. It felt as if this is what I've been needing, complete physical and emotional connection. Nothing is as satisfying as this.