I stumbled into the kitchen the next morning, waddling slightly, okay so maybe I looked like a penguin, but that's not the point.
Harry was at the stove cooking breakfast in just a pair of boxers. It was something I wouldn't mind seeing every morning. I frowned at the large bruise on his side and was careful when I wrapped my arms around his waist.
"Morning babe." Harry chirped.
I hated him for being being a morning person. "My ass hurts." I whined.
Harry flipped off the stove and turned around to face me with a smirk. "My poor baby." He mock pouted.
"I hate you." I glared.
"But I love you!" He cooed, cupping my face and kissing me.
I wiggled out of the embrace and ran my fingertips over the bruise lightly. He grabbed my wrist and brought my hand up so he could kiss it.
“What did I tell you about cliches?” I squinted at him.
“You’re no fun.” He pouted,
“That’s not what you said last night.” I winked. The dirty talking thing was still difficult but I thought I was getting the hang of it.
Harry grinned and kissed my lips sweetly, before turning around to grab the plate of pancakes. My mouth watered at the sight of them. He sat them on the table and I grabbed two plates, syrup, and butter while Harry washed some strawberries and grapes.
“The bottom ones are chocolate chip. If you want some you should get them before I go wake Niall up.”
I took two for myself and started to put the other three on Harry’s plate, but he stopped me.
“My trainer would kill me.” He chuckled. “Apparently my fat to muscle ratio is off since Ireland.” He rolled his eyes.
“But you’re gorgeous.” I scoffed. “C’mere.” I made grabby hands and he giggled before sitting in my lap. I kissed his cheek with a happy smile and he grinned fondly down at me. “Okay, now get up, you’re heavy.” I pushed him off lightly and he laughed as he retreated down the hall to wake Niall up.
**
“Got any twos?” I peeked up over my cards.
“Go fish.” Harry smirked.
“This is boring!” Niall groaned. “Harry, can Liam come over?” He whined. “You two get to be all coupley and I feel like a third wheel.” He pouted.
“Fine, but invite Zayn too.” Harry rolled his eyes. "Wouldn't wanna be rude."×
“I think his girlfriend is there.” I added.
“The more the merrier.” Harry said in a slightly sarcastic tone, but I could tell he didn’t mind.
We played go fish until they all arrived and then Niall bounded to the door. He came back a few minutes later on Liam’s back with Zayn and a pretty blonde in tow.
“Hey guys.” I smiled. “Hey Perrie.” I waved at her and she smiled. “This is Harry.” I nodded at Harry.
She gasped and to everyone’s surprise she spun around and slapped Zayn’s chest. He looked at her like she was insane. “Zayn.” She whined. “Why didn’t you tell me your best friend was dating Harry Styles?”
“Didn’t think it was relevant.” He furrowed his eyebrows. “You like boxing?”
“No, but my brother does and his birthday is coming up. I’ve been trying to find a gift all week.”
We all stared at her as she turned around again and she blushed, subtly stepping closer to Zayn. “Would you mind signing something for him?” She asked shyly.
“Or I could do it in person.” Harry smiled.
“Really? That would be great.”
Harry nodded and I smiled at him fondly. He was to sweet for his own good.
Zayn and Perrie squeezed onto the couch with us and Liam and Niall curled up in the recliner.
I was practically sitting in Harry's lap just to make room for the other couple. "You need a bigger couch." I pursed my lips.
"I didn't need one until you came along." He sighed.
I suddenly felt bad for inviting all my friends over. Granted, Niall actually called them but he would never have met them if it weren't for me.
"Stop." Harry murmured.
The others were talking about some trip Zayn and Perrie had taken, so they weren't paying much attention to us.
"Don't over think things. This is your flat too, you can invite how ever many people you want over. We can get even get a bigger couch if you want."
He kissed my temple and I blushed, glad that no one was watching us. I pecked him on the lips with a soft smile.
After a while Niall suggested we play truth or dare so we formed a circle on the floor and Niall insisted we play 'the proper way' so he turned off the lights and used the light of our phones as a flashlight when it was our turn.
"I dare you to drink ketchup." Zayn smirked evilly.
Niall scrunched his nose in distaste but got up and went to the cabinet to get the ketchup.
When I found out Harry kept his ketchup in the cuboard and not the fridge like everyone else, I knew we were soul mates. I know it's a petty think to base that on but it's the small things that count the most.
Niall tilted his head back with a grimace and looked over at Liam. "If I don't make it, tell my mother I love her." He sighed dramatically, popping open the top and holding it above his head. He squirted a fair amount into his open mouth before closing his mouth and swallowing with a sour lemon face.
We all laughed and he buried his face in Liam’s chest.
I felt bad for him so I went into the kitchen to get him a glass of water and a cookie. He smiled a little at me as he took them with a polite thank you.
I returned to Harry's side and wiggled my way under his arm until he finally wrapped it around my shoulders.
"Louis, truth or dare?" Niall sighed.
"Truth." I was too comfortable to do a dare. I just wanted to be close to Harry.
"What do you like most about Harry? And you can't say everything. You have to pick one."
None of us knew why Niall hadn't done an embarrassing question but I didn't complain as I thought hard and narrowed it down.
"Probably his eyes. Not just because they're a lovely color but most of the time I can tell what he's thinking when I look into them. I love the way they light up when he gets excited or darken when he gets 'excited''." I tilted my head up a bit to look into his eyes with a fond smile. If I had to define love this would be it.
"That is sickeningly cute." Perrie cooed.
I blushed a little and Harry leaned down to kiss my lips gently. He knew I didn't like PDA so he kept it short and sweet.
"Someone's getting laid tonight. " Zayn coughed.
"Pfft. He gets laid every night, morning, afternoon, and sometimes all three." Niall scoffed. "Believe me. I know." He shuddered and everyone laughed.
My cheeks heated up even further and I tucked myself into Harry's side wishing I could just disappear. He was smiling proudly to himself.
"Leave him alone." Harry chuckled. "He's never sweet with me. I want to enjoy this." He glanced down at me. "Cheer up sassy pants. "
I slapped his chest lightly and he kissed my temple. "And he's back."
**
I was sitting on the couch Tuesday morning flipping through job ads on the Internet. Harry was practicing so I was alone in the flat. I obviously I got fired from my last job when I left for three months.
Harry came back around noon so I made us some sandwiches while he showered. Although I liked the sexy sweaty look, I didn't like how it smelt or felt. Sweat had always been gross to me.
He kissed my cheek when he was clean and his damp curls touched my face making me flinch from the cold.
We ate on the couch and then he took the plates to the sink.
I picked up my laptop again and waited for him to come back. He usually liked to nap after his training sessions so I put my laprop in sleep mode and turned on the TV.
He sat beside me and I patted my thighs. He got the hint and moved to lay his head in my lap, his nose brushing my belly just slightly.
I carded my fingers through his soft hair while using my other hand to scroll through more job ads on my phone.
Harry's breathing evened out after a few minutes and I shook my head with a smile.
I eventually put my phone up and leaned my head back against the couch to sleep too. I left the TV on for background noise and soon I fell asleep as well.
**
When I woke up I was alone but I could hear humming from the bedroom. I stretched a bit and strolled down the hall and into our bedroom.
Harry had in a pair of earphones and was dancing as he folded a pile of clothes on our bed.
I chuckled and walked over to him. He pulled out an earphone when he saw me and grinned widely.
I kissed his cheek and pulled out his earphones so the music played aloud and I helped him fold clothes while we danced.
When we finished the clothes we kept dancing and Harry did a bunch of ridiculous moves that some how made him look adorable.
He turned the music off when Niall came in. "I'm going to Liam’s. I probably won't back until later tonight." He smirked.
We said goodbye and he left. Afterwards I grabbed Harry by the v in his shirt and pulled him closer to me so I could kiss his lips.
He smiled into the kiss and I pushed my tongue through his lips.
"Someone's eager." He chuckled.
I pinched his not bruised side and he giggled.
Harry and I had a lot of sex, like a lot, but we always had to be fairly quiet because Niall was just down the hall, so we took advantage of the alone time.
"Let's do it on the couch." I whispered against his lips.
His breath hitched and picked me up causing me to yelp in surprise. He carried me to the living room and dropped me onto the couch. It didn't hurt but the breath was knocked out of me.
He pulled his shirt over his head and straddled me. I sat up and pulled my shirt off then wrapped my arms around his neck to kiss him again. He placed his hands on my chest and pushed me onto my back gently.
Then he kissed down my chin, throat, and collarbones, biting a few patches of skin here and there.
I tangled my fingers in his messy curls with a whine. "Harry. "I breathed.
He swirled his tongue around my nipples and kissed down my chest, stomach, and then pushed his nose against my crotch.
I whimpered, tugging at his hair. "Stop teasing."
He pulled my sweatpants down past my hips and I lifted my pelvis so he could pull them off along with my boxers.
He flicked his tongue over the head of my dick and I yanked his hair harshly. "Dammit Harry, just fuck me already."
As much as I enjoyed blow jobs -Harry was fantastic at them- I wanted more.
Harry shoved his hand between my legs and it took me a minute to realize he was digging under the couch cusions. He produced a bottle of lube and I raised an eyebrow.
"I figured this would happen eventually." He shrugged.
I was to turned on to question it so I nodded and bent my knees so he had access to my entrance.
He bit his lip and slicked up three fingers, pushing one into me. I wiggled my hips, letting him know that I was ready.
He pumped his finger in and out a few times before adding another and soon the third. By then I was pushing back into his hand and moaning loudly. It was nice not having to hold a hand over my mouth to muffle them.
He retracted his fingers and I whined at the emptiness.
I heard the slurping sound of lube and then I felt it at my entrance. He leaned our forheads together as he pushed the tip of his dick in.
I gripped his insanely hard biceps and scrunched my face up at the burning semsation spreading through my back and arse.
I breathed out a sigh as he peppered kisses all over my face. He was always so slow and sweet when it came to sex, well in the beginning at least.
"How are you always so tight?" He grunted.
I tilted my head back a little, wrapping my legs around his waist to pull him closer.
He pushed in all the way and I whimpered, clawing at his back with blunt fingernails. He kissed my lips gently and I nodded.
He started to pull out, but I dug my heels into his back. "Just kidding." I grimaced. "Just a sec."
"Take all the time you need." He kissed my forehead and petted at my cheeks and hair. I preened at the attention and barely noticed when he started to move again.
I wasn't sure why I was so sensitive but all coherent thoughts left my head when Harry's cock brushed against my prostate.
"Fuck! Agh, there!" I moaned.
He smirked and hit the spot again, causing me to cry out in pleasure. I really liked being able to yell and not having to worry about Niall overhearing and teasing us about it later.
"Ugh, Harry." I whined, scrabbling at his back. He moaned and I felt the boiling in my stomach.
My face flushed dark red when I came after two more thrusts, untouched. I covered my face with my hands and cried a little. Most of it was the pleasure I was feeling but it was also the embarrassment of coming so soon. It had only been about three minutes.
"Christ, Louis." He moaned loudly, tipping his head back and slowly sliding out of me.
I wrapped myself around him like a koala, holding him in place. "You didn't come yet." I stated.
"I can take care of it. After that, it shouldn't take long. That was incredibly hot babe " He panted.
I refused to let go of him even though my back and bum were throbbing. "Use me. I want you to come inside me."
He moaned at my words and dropped his head to kiss me passionately.
I locked my arms around his neck as he pounded into me, making the couch scootch back a few inches.
He was purposefully avoiding my prostate, but his face was buried in the crook of my neck and he was mouthing at my collarbones. Just when I thought I was going to get hard again his hips stuttered and I felt something warm filling me up.
He moaned into my neck and I tangled my fingers in his curls, massaging his scalp lightly.
"Babe." I whined. A stinging feeling was spreading across my back and bum. I wiggled my hips and he slowly moved his hips back so he slid out of me.
I felt his cum drip down my thighs when I sat up. I groaned and stood up so it didn’t drip onto the couch. “I think I need a shower.” I grimaced.
Harry chuckled and walked to the bathroom. He turned on the shower and I waited not-so-patiently for the water to warm up. Rhe cum between my cheeks and oozing down my legs was really uncomfortable.
When the temperature was just right we got in and Harry picked up the shampoo. I washed his body while he washed my hair and then we switched.
Once we were both clean we put on sweats and cuddled up on the couch to watch a movie.
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A/N Kind of an abrupt ending, but I didn't know how else to finishe it. Anyways, this was just a filler full of fluff. Sorry about the wait (I am in way over my head with all these stories )
Ps. For all you future writers out there, never have more than three stories going at once. Trust me, it doesn't work very well...
Pss. Check out Kaity and I's 3rd collab. Acting The Part. (On my profile)
Thannkkss :) xx