The boys took their stance with killer looks in their eyes.
Seeing the both of them like this turned me on so bad I couldn't even fan myself cool.
I couldn't tell if the sweat I felt dripping down the sides of my face was due to the harsh punches I gave to that bag or seeing both men shirtless and sweaty.
Reid was surprisingly fit, not to sound rude but I didn't think he'd have much of a body just by seeing him in his work clothes.
As for Harry, I knew damn well he'd be built like a god and those fûcking tattoos.. dear god.
Both men looked good.
However, for some reason, Harry would always stand out more to me than Reid ever could.
I've been more intimate with Harry and he's seen me cry which is something I avoid at all costs and he just makes me feel... good.
Even the times he's disappointed me I only want him to be the one to comfort me from his own mistakes.
I was brought out of my thoughts when Reid landed a blow right in Harry's left cheek.
The blood he spat out landed against the tattered floor of the ring, adding to the masterpiece of blood and sweat that's been blended in for years.
Maybe I can help Denzel buy some new equipment and get this place back up and running and maybe even have a class for young girls and boys for self defense.
I've always begged my mom to let me take classes but she would say it wasn't proper for a young lady to fight with other men or women and that always made no fûcking sense to me.
She'd rather me die a young lady than protect myself.
My father would teach me a few things here and there until he passed away and I took matters into my own hands when I went off to college.
I looked down at Bruno who was watching the two in the ring and I brought my attention back to them.
The two threw punches and either dodged or landed them.
Blood was spilt in every direction from the harshness of each blow.
Harry had managed to bust up Reid's bottom lip and Reid managed to get a gash over Harry's left eyebrow.
The two looked utterly annoyed with one another that they haven't gone down yet.
Harry's punches were much stronger then Reid's but because Reid is smaller he could move a tad bit faster.
They both knew I was watching so I could tell that the next move was done to show off.
Harry gripped Reid around the waist and tackled him down with a harsh slap of their skins hitting the ground.
His whole arm flexed as he held down Reid and his teeth were gritted as he fought with him to keep him down.
Reid tried to take Harry's arm and twist it so that he'd have the advantage but Harry was much stronger and slammed him back down with a harsh slap.
Both of their faces were red with frustration and I just stood there watching them with Bruno at my feet now sitting up from the noises in the ring.
It took a while but finally, Harry took Reid and slammed him down more harshly than the past blows and it caused him to stay down and breathe heavily.
Harry stood up with a victorious smile on his face and then helped Reid up with a pat on the back and a firm shoulder squeeze.
I love how Harry is cocky but still civil, hence the reason I can't think of any enemies he could have outside of the criminals he locks away.
Both boys came out of the ring and made their way in my direction.
I clapped at them which caused them both to go a little pink.
"Get that out of your systems did we?"
"It needed to be done. We're good now"
The two pat each other on the shoulder then head back to the showers.
That did sound like a good idea but I'd rather take one back at my place with my soaps.
By the time the two finished, we all said goodbye to Denzel and headed back for my place.
The cold air felt great against my heating skin but I could already tell I'd get sick from this temperature change.
We all headed straight for the station since Reid's belongings and car was still there along with Harry's car.
By the time we got there the sight in front of me made me want to vomit.
My mother was walking hand in hand with Thomas.
"Now Natalia.. calm down love"
Harry tried to hold me with his ringed fingers but I immediately shoved him away and ran to the two figures.
"How could you ma?! He's a murderer!"
"Nonsense Natalia! Thomas please forgive my daughter, she's somehow lost her manners"
I clenched my fists as my mother looked in my direction allowing Thomas to give me a smug face before climbing into the car.
"You're a fûcking idiot ma for even thinking-"
Her delicate hand made contact with my face causing my eyes to widen in pure shock.
She's never hit me before.
This lame excuse of a man has changed her for the worst and I hated him even more for it.
"Enough! I am sick of you trying to hold me back from happiness. Your father is DEAD. He is not coming back. I have my needs too Natalia. I can see you have two men back there who I'm sure you're whoring yourself to and that is selfish. This man has treated me so well and you wouldn't know because you despise any man I date that isn't your father. You disgust me. Look at you, half naked walking around the streets and for what? To have eyes on you? Do you really need that much attention? Now I don't want you or any officer from this station to bother Thomas unless you have solid proof. Do you understand me?"
I was in such shock that the words that left my mouth were ones I knew I'd regret.
"You are the worst mother to have ever lived. Your greatest fear of being worse than your own mother just came true. That man in your car attacked me as I was leaving work and you're worried about what I'm wearing out in public and if I'm fûcking two men? Well you're wrong ma, it's just one of them. As far as you're concerned, you don't have a daughter anymore"
And with that I turned away from my mother not allowing her to respond in any way except for a pained cry for me.
"Natalia!"
I couldn't look at her anymore, never again.
I didn't care how hurt she sounded, until she realizes the man she claims to love is the murderer of her first love I will never speak to her again.
I looked at the boys and what I saw crushed my heart further.
Reid's face held hurt and disappointment while Harry looked down ashamed.
I let out a long sigh and just rushed towards my apartment building with Bruno at my side.
I figured that Harry and Reid stayed back because they still had work to do and to see why and how Thomas got released but also to give me my space for a little while.
By the time I made it to my place I was freezing, exhausted, hurt, and alone.
Bruno cuddled himself into my sheets as I stood in the shower with scalding hot water rushing over my body.
I felt like days that I stood in there before I heard the door open and a cold hard body coming up from behind.
"I just lost my mother"
The tears flowed freely but I didn't care if he saw.
His tattooed arms crushed me into his chest as I sobbed.
He was silent and that was exactly what I needed.
He ran his fingers up into my mess of a head of hair and massaged my scalp, instantly calming my cries and breathing.
I breathed in and out deeply, smelling his musk on his wet skin.
He laid his head on top of mine as soon as he removed his hand from my head and held me around my waist.
I couldn't help but wonder about that ashamed look on his face after the encounter with my mother.
"Are you ashamed of me Harry?"
"Of course not love. That look of being ashamed was that you had a mother who thought so low of you"
I squeezed my eyes shut and pushed my face further into his chest and enjoyed the silence once again.
I was just in his arms and he held me close, warming me up even more than the water.
We just held each other in that steaming room until he finally spoke up again.
"Shall we cuddle on the couch and watch movies like those sickening couples?"
This was the first genuine laugh anyone had gotten out of me today and I was glad it was Harry who had done it.
"I'd rather do something else.."
The tone in my voice told Harry exactly what I wanted to do and he didn't deny it in any way by shoving his tongue into my mouth and gripping my bare ašs harshly pulling the skin.
I gasped, allowing his tongue to explore further into my mouth.
I whimpered as his thumb found its way to my clît and started to rub harshly as his fingers teased my entrance.
His other hand removed itself from my ašs and on to squeezing my right nipple, making it so hard it could carve through diamonds.
His teasing only built up an orgasm and right as his lips touched my neck I exploded.
He took that opportunity to shove himself deep into me because of how slick I was and the feeling was just euphoric.
My moan echoed throughout the steaming walls as he groaned in satisfaction at my wet core.
"So fûcking wet, are you actually dripping love or is that the shower water running down those long legs?"
He licked at my wet cheek, trailing himself up to my earlobe and bit down the same time he thrusted.
I shivered at his touch causing goosebumps to rise on my skin and he definitely noticed.
He smirked against the side of my face and brought his lips onto mine for a sexy kiss which made my knees weak.
He was doing things to me he has never done before and it was insane at how fast my head was spinning in pleasure.
"Oh god.. Harry please.."
He held me close as he shoved my back against the cold tile wall and took me harshly.
His thrusts were merciless, making me cry out in a pleasurable manner, making me his.
I slammed my forehead to his shoulder and watched his thick shaft enter and exit me repeatedly.
I was starting to cry not from the pain I felt tonight but from the sweet torture he was giving me.
My lower stomach started to knot intensely only for him to stop and cause my toes to curl in frustration and want.
"Don't you dare cûm yet. I'm not even close to being finished with you love"
His voice was all it took to send me over the edge and the smirk on his lips said it all, that was plan.
He wanted to see if his voice had such an effect on me and it did.
During my high he slammed himself so deep that I clenched around him causing his own release to occur.
I moaned as he placed his fingers in my mouth and I sucked sensually while staring right into his eyes.
His wet hair fell all over the front of his face and it was a very sexy sight.
His built tattooed chest fell and rose as he tried to calm down.
He finally removed himself from inside of me and we finally used the shower for what it was made for then got out.
I felt a million times better from when I first got home.
I looked into his emerald green eyes and smiled lightly then pulled him down for a sweet and soft kiss.
The stubble at the top of lips tickled mine as I pressed down.
I pulled away to see his eyes still closed and a small smile forming on his lips.
"Feeling better love?"
I nodded and laid my head against his chest for about a minute before we both left the bathroom and got dressed and head straight over to the couch to cuddle and watch movies.
I couldn't help but wonder if this thing between us would actually work.
Could we actually be a couple?
Would it work out?
Or would our lives get in the way of that from happening?
Will him being the chief of police make me worry constantly if he'll return to me or not?
Will him having to constantly worry if I'll do something stupid cause stress for us?
Will me being a victim in his case prevent us from being anything further?
Or will I push him away like I do to everyone that I start to care about and remain alone for the rest of my life?
I don't deserve Harry Styles but I'll enjoy him while I have him.
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Hello Whoreos!
I'm so sorry for taking so long in between updates but college is really kicking my ašs... I'm on my 4th year but I will not be graduating this year sadly but as long as I'm working for a degree it doesn't matter how long it'll take me 😌
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