I moved through the crowd of people in Harry's brickstone searching for him when I bumped into Vance and I couldn't help but gasp, "I'm surprised you're here mister needs eight hours of sleep always."
I quickly hugged him and he hugged me back laughing, "Oh, I decided I'm calling out tomorrow." He let go of me and shrugged causing me to laugh a bit.
"Living on the wild side I see?" I raised a small eyebrow.
"Mmm, just been rebelling against your dad as well." He rolled his eyes playfully.
"Welcome to the wild side, Vancie." I giggled.
"Did Harry tell you he invited me over for dinner tomorrow?"
I titled my head a bit, feeling shocked, "Wait really? No he didn't actually. To be fair, I haven't seen him much tonight. He's a hot commodity." I laughed, looking around again.
"We'll I hope that's okay, I can decline if—Oh Vance don't be ridiculous. Of course it's okay. Just caught me off guard. I can show you that I can keep a household." I wiggled my eyebrows at him and he laughed.
"Go find your man missy. I'll see you tomorrow." He laughed. He leaned in to hug me again, kissing my cheek and I began my quest for Harry. I wasn't surprised to find him with Mitch, which should have been my original place to start looking for him.
I walked around the circle of people, and wrapped my arms around his waist, he looked over his shoulder quickly turning around and smiling big at me. I could tell he was drunk, just by the look on his face.
"You forgot to tell me you invited Vance for dinner." I said and he shrugged.
"It's my night. You can't be mean." He said and I giggled, nodding.
"That's fair." I giggled. He smiled and kissed me drunkly and I couldn't help but giggle more.
"I can't wait until it's just you and me later." He wiggled his eyebrows at me and I patted his chest softly.
"Okay big boy, let's see if you make it that far into the night." I laughed and he pouted at me.
We hung around and drank with everyone, celebrating the end of the NYC residency. We brought out a big cake which I made sure to take photos of because I knew he wouldn't remember.
Once everyone left, I ignored my want to clean up and walked Harry to the room laying him in bed. As I had guessed, he was too drunk to even think about having sex. I slipped off his pants and shoes so he could sleep comfortably.
"Maia baby." He slurred.
"Yes love."
"I love you." He said, a stupid drunk smile on his face.
I rolled my eyes, "Let's see how you feel in the morning."
I smiled biting my lip, I appreciated the words, but I knew it was too early to even think of uttering those words to each other. I was heading there, I knew I was, but I wasn't ready.
I leaned down and kissed him softly, "I'm still going to say it when I'm sober." He said against my lips and I chuckled.
"Okay baby, whatever you say." I smiled and climbed over him into my spot in bed. I slipped off my dress and tights, reaching for one of Harry's shirts and slipping it on. I didn't have it in me to take off my make up, I just wanted to sleep, tonight had been long just like the rest of the day. I cuddled up close to him and soon we were asleep.
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I woke up the next morning to Harry pulling me close, placing kisses all over my face.
"Mmm, Harold, I need sleep." I whined, only causing him to kiss me all over more until I finally started laughing softly.
"I just remembered something," he said softly, as I reached up wiping under my eyes, remembering I had fallen asleep with my makeup on.
"What did you remember, Harry?" I peeked up at him and he bit his lip, pushing my hair out of my face. He left his hand softly on my cheek, moving his thumb along it softly.
"That I love you." He said so confidently, his eyes searching mine as I felt my face turn bright red. He chuckled softly and kissed me softly, "You don't have to say it back, Maia. That's just how I feel."
"Haz, I'll get there. It's just—Maia, that's just how I feel. I'm okay with you not saying it back." He smiled, and I bit my lip nodding.
"I just want you to know I am falling for you in that way."
"I know, it's me, who wouldn't be?" He teased and I rolled my eyes, pushing him off of me.
"I hate you." I smiled playfully at him.
"Takes the same energy to hate someone than it does to love them." He teased back and I rolled my eyes. He reached and pulled me back against him, kissing my cheek.
"So, we are having Vance over for dinner today?" I said peeking up at him.
"Yeah, I may have been slightly drunk, but I figured you wouldn't mind." He said rubbing his eyes.
"I don't, as long as you help me cook. And clean, wash dishes." I teased and he groaned.
"I can do that, I guess." He rolled his eyes pretending to be annoyed and I reached over, pinching his side.
He laughed grabbing my hand and moving it to his lips kissing it softly. I couldn't help but notice the change in him this morning. Like if saying those three words was allowing him to act a certain way with me.
I turned in his hold and peeked up at him, leaning up and kissing him gently. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to his body. He deepened the kiss in a way that sent chills down my spine.
"Harry." I whispered softly against his lips.
"Mhm."
"I need you." I said and he nodded, without another word, kissing me deeply.
He placed his hand on my shoulder and softly pushed me down on the bed. His fingers traced across my collarbone and up my neck. He wrapped them gently around my neck and squeezed gently.
I bit his lip playfully and he squeezed my neck just a bit more, breaking the kiss. He kissed along my jaw releasing my neck and kissing down it. His hands moved along my waistline, slipping under my shirt and squeezing it.
His lips found his way back on mine, and he reached down, pushing my underwear down my legs as he kissed down my body. I maneuvered my legs to help them slip them off and soon his face was between my legs, his tongue moving so perfectly against me. He reached up under my shirt and his hands found their way over my breasts, his thumbs moving in small circles over my nipples, and I could feel them harden against his touch.
I moaned, my back arching slightly as I moved against his mouth. I couldn't help but giggle, when he pushed my hips down against the bed. He shook his head at me playfully and brought one of his hands between my legs, slipping two fingers carefully inside me. He continued lapping against my wetness as his fingers curled in me. He kept moving until I was so close to the edge and then stopped.
I couldn't help but glare down at him as I let out a frustrated moan and he chuckled, slipping his fingers out and kissing his way up my body. He pushed my shirt up as he did, slipping it off my body, and quickly slipping his off as well.
"That was mean." I said softly and he wrapped his fingers around my neck again, leaning down and whispering in my ear.
"Don't worry baby, I'll still make you cum." He kissed my ear, causing me to arch my back at the way he made me feel.
He rolled off of me and slipped off his briefs quickly reaching for a condom. He slipped it on and made his way back on top of me, not hesitating at all and slipping inside me.
He rolled his hips against me in a manner that made me cling on to him, my nails digging into his back, "Oh...Ha-Harry." I moaned.
He moved quickly against me, then would slow down to a pace that felt so teasingly it would drive me insane. Yet the sensation of him speeding up again made it worth it.
He kissed me, slipping his tongue in to find mine. Our kiss was messy, as we moaned against it. I couldn't help but bite his lip before my head fell back, my back arching.
"Harry, I'm going to come. Baby, please go faster, please."
And he did, pushing deeper inside me until I felt my release. He didn't stop his movements. He pushed his hand into the bed next to my face, driving himself in my deeper and faster until he finally came too.
His body collapsed onto mine, his lips placing small kisses on my forehead and nose, "Yup. I love you. I love you, Maia Drew."
He smiled down at me, his words sending chills down my spine. I couldn't wait until I could say those words to him too.