Belle's POV
I felt Harry's lips against mines. It was like they had been made just for me, molded to fit perfectly with mines. God, how I missed them. How I missed him. By the way he kissed me and pulled me closer to him, I knew he did too.
He pulled away and I groaned in displeased, making him laughed. He started kissing me on my neck, which then was followed by my jaw. My hands were shaking but I tried to pull him closer.
"Slow down, beautiful. I have to warn you that it's going to hurt." The tone in his voice was so soft and sweet. He was trying to calm me down and I have to admit that it was working. "I don't want to hurt you so please tell me if you want me to stop, ok?" Harry was looking straight into my eyes now. I nodded in response.
Harry started kissing me again and I forgot about everything. It was just me and him. All of sudden I felt him pressing into me. I squeezed my eyes shut and gasp. It was such an uncomfortable feeling. It was like-
"I'm hurting you?" He asked, not being able to hide the concern in his voice. I shook my head and pulled him closer. Harry pressed further into me and I let out a moan. I still wasn't sure if it was from pleasure or pain. "Fuck, Belle." He stood still making the feeling worst and even more uncomfortable.
"Harry." I whispered.
"Can I move?"
I nodded and he started doing slow movements, rolling his head back. I took several deep breaths and my mouth was cut with Harry's. He was desperately looking for my lips. The lustful and demanding kisses made me forget about the pain once again. I squeezed his curls and he let out a moan.
"I love you so much, Belle. You're my everything." His breathing was agitated but didn't stop him from continue kissing me.
I wasn't sure that I would be able to talk but the pain wasn't that bad now. I wanted to say how much I loved him too. "I lo-ve you so much too, Harry."
"Do you- Should I stop?" He asked. His jaw was clenched and I could se the struggle in his beautiful emerald orbs. "I'm going to-"
"No." I said. "Please don't stop."
Harry slowly nodded, carefully scanning my face. He shot his eyes closed and moaned my name in pleasure once again. I arched my back as he thrusted into me with slow movements. "You're doing it great, beautiful. So great."
I felt him coming and his eyes never left mine. He fell carefully onto me and placed one more kiss on my lips. I could feel how our heart were at the same pace, like they were synchronized. Harry's hot breathing against my skin made me shiver. Suddenly, he pulled out of me and got up, leaving me with a feeling of emptiness. I wrapped my arms around my naked body, longing to feel Harry's body next to me again.
Shortly after, a weight was felt on the bed and a pair of strong arms were wrapped against my body. "Sorry for the waiting. I had to-"
He didn't finish the phrase but I knew what he meant when I saw the wrapper with the condom inside it on the trashcan. "How you feeling? Was it-" He hesitated before finishing the question. Harry ruffled his hair and bit his lips. "Uh-how was it?"
I ran my fingers through his hair before answering. "I'm fine." I assured him. I felt a little pain down there but it wasn't that bad, for now. "And it was perfect. I didn't need anything else but you to make it special." When I looked down I noticed that I got bloodstains on his sheets. I blushed.
"Hey, don't worry." Harry told me with a soft tone. "They're just sheets. You sure you're not lying to me?"
I nodded and placed a kiss on his lips. "I'm just afraid of getting up." I laughed and Harry joined me in.
"I could always carry you 'bridal style'." He winked at me and grinned.
"And for you?" I asked nervously. "How was it for you? I'll get better at it once I have more experience." I said, feeling my cheeks grew warm.
"Sshh." He hushed me. "Don't say that. You were perfect. I wouldn't change you for anyone, smurf."
I placed my head on his chest as he pulled me closer. I loved how he smelled. He was all sweaty but I didn't care. All I cared was being closed to him.
We stayed in silence for a couple of minutes, just enjoying each other company. I could feel Harry's breathing and heartbeat. I was falling asleep when he broke the silence. "Can I be honest with you?" I slightly nodded, afraid of what he might say. "It may sound weird but I feel honoured that you chose me. Do I even make sense? I mean... Ugh." I laughed and he took a deep breath. "What I'm trying to say is that I was your first time and that's something really important. I just want you to know that it was just as important for you than for me. I should stop talking now."
I looked up at him and smiled. "I love you, curly chops."
Harry smiled widely at me and placed a kiss on my swollen lips. "I love you, smurf. More than anything."
I got closer to him and placed my head on his toned bare chest again. He wrapped his arms around my body as I enjoyed the sound of his heart beating.
...
"Good morning, beautiful." A husky voice whispered in my ear.
I slowly opened my eyes, which were getting used to the sunlight coming through a separation between the curtains, and I didn't recognize the room I was in. Where was I? I began to start panicking until I saw a picture of 3 familiar people smiling at the camera that was in the night table next to me.
I was in Harry's room.
All the images of the night before came to my mind.
I turned around to face him. He was looking at me; his curly hair was messy making him look even hotter. I could see his bare torso with all his tattoos. I couldn't resist the urge to touch them; I traced my fingers through all of them.
"You like what you see?" He said in a hoarse tone, smirking.
“Don’t tease.”
Harry wrapped his arms around my neck and made me feel like a little girl. "Are you hungry?" He suddenly asked. I looked up at him and wrapped my legs around his bare torso. Grabbed his head by the back of his neck and kissed him. He chuckled. "Not THAT type of hungry, you gourmand."
I was sore but I wanted to feel him again. I wanted more. “Babe.” I groaned.
He pulled back and looked at me with a cheeky half smile. “You called me ‘babe’?”
My eyes widened. Shit. I did call him ‘babe’. Holy shit.
“I-I…” My cheeks began to grow warm.
"Say it again." He sounded demanding yet soft.
"Babe." I said softly, getting closer to him.
"Shit. You're going to kill me." He said biting his lips. I laughed and got out of the bed and ran to the living room. "Hey! Where you think you’re going!?" I wasn't fast enough and Harry caught before I could even passed the door. "Gotcha." I felt as his smirk grew wider. "I was about to ask you something really important and you got out of bed. Not cool, Belle." He cheekily scolded me.
"Sure. What were you going to ask me? If I wanted breakfast on bed or not?" I teased him.
He narrowed his eyes playfully and covered my mouth with his hand. "Sh. Don't talk till I've finished, ok?" I nodded, holding back a laugh. "So..." I raised an eyebrow at him and he mouthed a 'stop'. I couldn't help but laugh. "Jesus Belle, I'm trying to be serious don't laugh." I lifted my hands in apology. "So I wanted to ask you a really really really important question..." He waited in case I said or did something, but I didn't so he continued. "I don't want to keep wasting time wondering what is the next step in our relationship. I love you and you love me, right?" I nodded. "Well that's all we need. Fuck everyone else. Belle, do you want to be my girlfriend?" My mouth dropped when Harry uncovered my mouth. Did I hear him right?
"Wha-what?"
"Do you want to be my girlfriend, Belle?"
Everything stopped and got blurred. All I could see was Harry's emerald eyes piercing me, and waiting for an answer. A sea of thought flooded my mind. I didn't worry about his job, I would be on the road with him and stuff since Lou could hire me again. What worried me was what were the fans going to say. Would the media ruin our relationship? If he breaks my heart again? I couldn't stand it. Could we make it if we try?
Yes.
I know we are going to make it. Harry said it, all that matters was that we loved each other. And if we overcame what happened, we could overcome everything.
"Yes, I do." I said in a secure tone.
Harry smiled like he had been given the best news in the world. He lifted me and started to spin in circles with me in his arms. "YES! Now I can tell the whole world that you're mine!" He said in my ear. "And I'm all yours, baby."
Hearing say that made my heart burst of joy. He stopped spinning around and put me down, not leaving my eyes not even for a second. He lifted something silver over my head and placed it on my neck. I looked down and it was the little airplane he had given me on my birthday. I traced the little charm and smiled remembering that night.
"You threw it out when he had that big fight, remember?" He asked me softly in my ear. I nodded. I didn't really want to talk about that nor remembering it. "It's yours. Promise that you won't take it off again. Please."
"I promise." I said. "As long you don't act like a jerk." I added joking.
He laughed and placed a kiss on my cheek. "Never. I'm not going to make the same mistake twice. I promise."
In his eyes there was no hint of doubt or lies, he was telling me the truth.
That was all I needed to hear.