Paige's P.O.V.
I leave the auditorium as fast as possible. The air is becoming to thick and it's hard to breathe. I rush to the door with Harry following on my heels. My family is lingering behind us but making small progress towards the exit.
"Paige? Are you sure you're okay?" Harry pulls on my wrist and I stop to quickly so Harry runs into my back. We almost fall over but he magically catches his balance so we are in some weird tango dance position. I look into his eyes and I can see the worry, so I swallow my guilt and put on the brightest smile I can.
"I'm fine. Promise, but I am hungry." I say honestly. Harry laughs and sets me up straight on my feet.
"We must fix your hunger issue. Where do you want to go?" Harry asks.
"Cheese burgers and fries!" I hear Tina yell from behind us. I turn and my whole family is waiting for us patiently.
"Sounds good!" I agree. "Where though?" Tina shrugs and it's silent because no one really knows or cares where we go.
"Well I made reservations at this restaurant for all of us. Harry too and maybe one more..." My mother drifts off. She is winking at Tina and she looks just as confused as everyone else.
"Who else is there?" I ask. A small light of hope shines from within me, but I know it's probably not going to be him.
"I don't know. We will all have to wait and see." My mom smirks. "Follow me. I'll lead everyone."
We all disperse in separate cars. I tag along with Harry because that's what I've been doing this whole week anyway so why stop now?
"Who do you think this mystery guest is?" Harry asks. He is totally in the dark because he barely knows my parents let alone some family friend.
"I don't know." I say awkwardly. I know who I want it to be.
"Well I'm excited! I love meeting new people. It's like a surprise." He says excitedly.
I appreciate how easy going and happy Harry is about everything. Just add that to the growing list of things I admire about him.
We follow my mothers black Lexus to this quaint restaurant which name I cannot see due to tall trees blocking the sign. We park fairly close together and walk towards the entrance.
"Holy shit! No way!" Tina yells before breaking out into a run towards the doorway.
My mom is laughing and smiling as big as possible. Tina runs and tackles a man close to the door. He is of average height and light brown hair. He is attractive and very much Tina's 'type'. They hug for a long moment while everyone walks to catch up with her. Then they're kissing and it clicks. This must be Tina's fiancé.
They finally pull apart and they are both smiling at each other and it's just sweet. Tina backs up and holds the mans hand. She looks back to us and I can see the tears rolling down her cheeks. The man wipes her tears with his jacket. "It's okay, baby." I hear him mumble to her, too too sweet.
Tina takes a deep breath before speaking.
"Guys, this is Louis. My fiancée." Tina is absolutely beaming and I'm so happy for her and also kinda jealous. Tiny, minuscule type jealous.
We go around the group with introductions and hugs. He is very polite and well mannered so he is a shoe in with our parents. I'm just waiting to see the crazy side that keeps Tina entertained because lord knows she can be a..handful at times.
The chill gets to everyone so we make our way inside and are sat down shortly after. My parents are all talking and laughing about real estate plus other crap I don't care about. Tina and Louis are in their own little love bubble, which leaves Harry and I in comfortable silence.
"I'm proud of you." Harry whispers in my ear. I shiver runs down my spin as his warm breath brushes my cheek and my brain turns to much for about five seconds.
"Why?" I slightly turn to look at him.
"You graduated. That's a big deal, Paige." He says as if it's obvious and I guess he is right.
"I know. It's exciting and terrifying at the same time." I tell him. He simple nods and begins to look at the menu.
Harry uses one hand to hold the laminated menu and the other one rests on my knee. It's cute. He seems very possessive in an adorable way. It's all innocent and fun until our waiter comes around for our drink orders.
When he gets to me I begin to ask for a water with lemon and then Harry squeezes my knee and a squeak comes out.
Harry is giggling and my mother looks at me to make sure I'm okay.
"Sorry. Just a water, please." I lower my head pretending to read the menu but really just hiding my burning cheeks.
When the waiter leaves to get our drinks I look at Harry and he is staring at me with an evil smirk. Aw shit. That's a 'there is more to come' face.
The waiter, who's name I see is David, brings us our beverages. He begins taking our entree orders. Starting with Tina and going around the table. Leaving my last to order.
"And what can I get you today, ma'am?" David asks with his pen on paper.
"Can I have-uh- cheese burger" Harry's hand slides higher up my leg and my brain turns off. "And-uh..some potatoes?"
"You mean french fries?" David corrects. Harry squeezes my thigh and I jump in shock.
"Yes! Fries!" I practically shout. At this point everyone is staring at me and if possibly my face is getting more red.
David nods and takes our orders to the back. I turn in my chair towards Harry.
"Stop it." I demand.
"What?" Harry asks dumbfounded.
"Don't play dumb. We are at dinner with my family." I point at him like a parent scolding their child.
"I know. Why are you making a scene over nothing?" Harry has a shit eating grin on his face that I want to slap off or kiss. I have yet to make my final decision.
Harry's hand has not moved from its position on my thigh. Not to mention I have a dress on so his warm, calloused hands rest on my bare thigh. It's quite lovely, but also inappropriate and needs to stop.
I huff and cross my arms over my chest and pout like the child I am. Harry is cackling at my side and then stops. His thumb begins to rub small circles on my outer thigh and I bite my lip to stop from any obscene noises escaping my mouth.
Our food comes out later. We have all said grace and begin to eat our meals. I am picking at my fries, my appetite for food has diminished and is replaced with another hunger. If you know what I'm saying. I pick up a fry and bring it towards my mouth. Harry's palm slides up my thigh and his pinky finger is grazing my panty line and I drop the fry and choke. Choke on nothing. I begin coughing and hacking reaching for my water.
Once again everyone has they're eyes on me. I take a sip of my water and concentrate on my erratic breathing pattern. Harry continues to eat his food as if I'm not dying beside him. His hands have not budged from my inner thigh and I'm going mentally insane.
"Paige, are you feeling well?" My mother asks. She is worried as if I'm actually going to pass out, but at this point anything is possible.
"Actually, I feel a little queasy. I should probably go home and rest." I suggest.
"You should. You're face looks very hot. Like you have a fever or something." My mother reaches over the table and rests her hand on my forehead. "You're burning up. Go home and get some rest. Harry, will you be a doll and take her home?" My mom asks. Wow, mom thanks.
"Of course." Harry says smugly. He finally removes his hand from my skin leaving my skin tingly and my knees weak. Thank goodness I'm already sitting.
"I think we are going to head out too." Tina says. She hurries out of her chair pulling Louis to his feet. "We have some catching up to do." Real smooth, Tina. Not obvious at all.
We all go around the table hugging our parents and grandparents, thanking everyone for coming. Before all for of us rush out of the restaurant like crazy people.
"So we all know what's happening here, right?" Tina says loud and clear.
"Don't make this awkward." I beg her.
"I'm not. Just being blunt and honest. Louis and I are going to a hotel to read and you guys are going to do a puzzle." Tina shrugs.
"What are you talking about?" I swear, she is so weird sometimes.
"Sex, bro." She says bluntly. Harry and Louis blush immediately which makes Tina laugh. "Be safe. Use protection!" Tina yells and drags Louis away to her car.
"It's nice meeting you! Congratulations, Paige!" Louis says before he is practically shoved into the car. Tina winks and gets into the drivers side and peels out.
"She's pleasant." Harry says sarcastically.
"Yeah." I say smiling at the thought of my sister and then I recall dinner and become kind of angry, kinda hot and bothered. "What the hell, Harry?" I hit his chest with my arm.
"Ouch! What did I do?" He asks innocently.
"Oh, you know. Just take my home." I stomp to his car and wait until it unlocks. We get in and buckle up in silence.
"Like home home or my home?" He asks sadly and my heart leaps.
"Your home." I mumble. From the corner of my eye I see him perk up and begin to exit the parking lot.
We drive for about forty five minutes in relative silence beside the low murmur of the radio. To the list I would like to add how I appreciate that Harry and I don't need to talk all the time. We can sit and silence and be perfectly content.
He pulls into the drive way of his house and my nerves kick in. Nothing is promised to happen, but my palms are sweating. We exit his car and walk to the door hand in hand.
"I like you, Paige. Don't forget that." Harry says out of the blue.
I try to stay mad but how can I when he says shit like that for no apparent reason.
Harry unlocks the door and let's me enter first. I look on the ground and there are flower petals resting on the floor. Oh no.
Harry blushes and continues to lead me into the house. He isn't meeting my eyes and it's making me more nervous.
"Go ahead." Harry nods and releases my hand. I take one shaky breath and follow the flower petals. They flow from the front door through the living room and into Harry's bedroom. Oh damn.
I look back at Harry. He is smiling and nods for me to open the door to his room. I reach my clammy hand out and turn the knob opening the bedroom door.
There are more flowers surrounding the bed and the lights are dim. I walk through and look around. This is my first time in Harry's room.
"Paige." I hear Harry raspy voice whisper from the doorway. "Don't freak out, okay?" He seems very cautious and that's very smart of him to be. I nod and wait for him to say something else. Anything else.
"This isn't a proposal, or a promise of any kind. I'm not asking you to marry me or even be my girlfriend. I'm simply offering you what I know you want. Which is good because I really want it too. You don't have to worry about me getting in too deep or any shit like that, okay? This is me offering you..well, me." Harry sighs. He takes two long strides towards me and holds both my hands in his. "I like you. I really really do, and there is something between us. I'm not saying we are soul mates. Hell, it could be just physical attraction but whatever it is let's figure it out. I know I'm not Nico." Harry says and just hearing his name makes my heart drop and tears spring to my eyes. "I'm not claiming to anywhere near Nico status, but I just want to make you happy. Let me make you feel good." Harry reaches up to push some of my hair behind my ear.
My heart is beating fast and I feel like crying. I don't know what to do? This feels as though it should be an easy decision, but my head hurts. I look at Harry and I can see into his heart. All the warmth and goodness that is Harry is shining through his eyes. I know he means well, but this is all too soon. I begin to retract my hands from Harry's grip for him to tighten his hold.
"Paige, he left you." He says. That hurt. A fucking lot. "You are not with him anymore. You owe him nothing." Harry tries to reason. "I'm not saying this to get into your pants, I promise. I'm saying this because you need to stop living life afraid of what Nico might say or do. He is gone and I am here with you in this moment." Harry pulls me tighter to him and I'm speechless.
He is right. No matter what I do I will have guilt, but I need to get over this slump. I just graduated high school. I have college and the best years of my life to look forward to. I don't need Nico in the back of my mind guiding my thoughts. So, fuck it.
I gain the courage and wrap my arms around Harry's neck. I lean in and kiss him, hard and heated. Harry's kisses back instantly. His hands rest just above my bum and I melt into his tall frame. Harry pulls back and plants wet kisses along my jaw and down my neck. He begins to suck and bite on my collar bones surely leaving marks behind. I moan as he bite particularly hard on one side. Harry stops quickly and pulls away leaving me in a bothered mess.
"Your okay with this?" Harry asks, unsure.
"Yes." I nod.
"I didn't guilt you into this, right? I don't want you regretting this tomorrow. I just think it's best that-" he begins to ramble.
"Harry!" I shush him. He looks expectantly at me. His eyes big and laced with worry. "Shut up and fuck me. Please" I smile sweetly.
"Yes ma'am." Harry says. He places his hands on my thighs and lights me. He carries me to his bed and gently rests me on top. "You're so gorgeous."
Harry's stares down at me.
I blush and hide away from his intense gaze. "Take your shirt off?" I say shyly.
"Is that a suggestion or a demand?" Harry teases.
I pretend to ponder the options. "A demand." I say. Harry winks at me and begins to peel off his shirt.
Harry is fit. Not muscular like Nico, but not like a stick. Just enough meat on his bones to make me happy. I reach out to him and he crawls on the bed hovering over me. He leans down and kisses me chastely. "Your turn." Harry says against my lips.
He reaches a hand behind my back and begins to unzip my dress. He moves incredibly slow and I'm becoming frustrated.
"Hurry up." I whine.
"Eager are we?" Harry smile.
"Yes. Now take it off." I begin to tug and pull on my restricting dress. The sleeves fall off first and then Harry pulls it off the rest of the way.
"Ughhh." Harry drops his head on my chest.
"What's wrong?" I ask worried.
"Your so fucking beautiful." He kisses between my breasts. He begins to trail kisses down my chest and down my stomachs stopping at my panty line.
"The fuck are these?" Harry snaps the band of my underwear on my skin.
Since I've been spending the night at Harry's so often I haven't done any laundry. I've warn all my regular underwear and all that left that were clean are my sexy underwear. So I'm currently wearing black lace Victoria Secret panties, so sue me.
"Uh, underwear." I say shakily.
"You will be the death of me." Harry shakes his head. He leans up and kisses my lips. He works his hand up my sides and to my shoulders. He releases the straps of my bra and pulls them down my arms until the uncomfortable attraction is completely off. I sigh in relief and seconds later Harry is at work massaging and sucking at my breasts. I arch my back pushing myself closer to his touch.
"Harry." I moan out. Harry's hands stop and he looks at me with dark, serious eyes.
"Baby girl, if you say my name like that I'm gonna come in my pants." He says honestly. I smile and bite my lip in some small attempt to stay quiet.
Harry continues to kiss and mark all over my chest. He slowly moves down to my awaiting heat. He links his fingers under my panties and pulls them down excruciatingly slow. He flings the gaudy fabric across the room and looks at me completely bare.
"Tell me what you want, baby girl." His voice is so deep it's fucking perfection.
I moan and writhe on the bed, needing some kind of contact.
"
Come on. Use your words." Harry encourages. "My fingers, my mouth.."
"Just you, Harry." I whine. No need for foreplay. I had plenty of that at the fucking restaurant. "Please."
"Of course, baby." Harry begins to unbutton his pants and pull them off completely. My eyes gaze down and see his excitement tenting his boxers. "See what you do, Paige. Drive me fucking insane."
He teasingly removes his boxers like some dorky stripper. He reaches into the bedside table and retrieves a condom. Good thing he remembered because I wouldn't of thought of that. Not right now.
"Harry." I moan and he shakes his head,
"Patience, baby. I'm not going anywhere." He rips open the small foil package and rolls it down his length.
"You ready, baby girl?" He asks in confirmation.
"Fuck yes." About time.
He aligns himself with my open and only pushes the head in. Fucking tease. I push my hips closer to his trying to get more friction between us. Harry has his hands tight on my hips and pushes in further. When he is full in we both sigh in relief.
"So fucking tight." He hisses. He waits while I adjust to his length. After a few seconds I nod allowing him to move. He slowly begins to move in and out of my heat. "How do you like it, baby? Fast and hard or slow?"
"Harder." I moan and raise my hips up so our hips align getting him in deeper.
"Oh my god."
Harry begins to thrust harder and leans down to kiss me. The kiss is nothing but clattering teeth and saliva but it works. He continues to push in harder then on one particularly hard thrust he hit the spot. "Harry!" I scream out. I claw on his shoulders pulling him down until our bodies our flush together.
He pounds into me hitting the same spot over and over again. The white warmth is gathering in my lower region. "Don't stop. Please, don't stop." I beg, tears threatening to fall from how good I feel.
"I won't, baby. Can you come for me? Come for me, baby girl." He says into my mouth. His tongue battles with mine. After one more thrust I'm done for. I scream loudly and hold Harry closer to me, if possibly, as he coaxes me through my orgasm.
I don't remember when but Harry pulls out and is placing soft kisses along my cheeks bringing me back down to earth.
"You okay?" He asks.
"Fucking fantastic." I smile. "How about you?" He shrugs and begins to crawl of the bed. "Where are you going?"
"To-uh- finish business. Just rest, baby." He leans over to kiss my forehead. Before he pulls away I grab his arm and stop him from turning away.
"I can help you." I offer.
Harry smile and shakes his head. "Your fine. Get some sleep." He pulls his arm, but I don't let go.
"Let me rephrase. I am going to help you." I say and tug on his arm until he lays on the bed again. "You really don't have to. I'm fine. Nothing I haven't done before." He jokes.
"Stop talking, Harry." I say. I lick my palm and wrap my hand around Harry's length. Harry's breath catches and he is tripping the sheets with white knuckles. "Better than your own hand, huh?" I taunt.
"Hell yes!" He moans and thrusts up into my hands. I begin to pump faster and tighten my grip until Harry is panting and beads of precome are at his tip. "I'm almost there, baby."
"Do you want to come on my face?" I offer. I'm a terrible person, but what can I say? I like it.
"Fuck! God yes." He moans and I lean closer. I pump as fast as possible and Harry brings one of his hands down to push some hair out of my face. "I'm coming! Christ!" Harry yells. Thick white stripes land on my chin and across my lips. I moan in approval and continue to pump him through his own orgasm.
Harry's breathing mellows out and his eyes flutter open and closed. He opens his eyes and focuses on my face.
"Fucking masterpiece." He says. I smile and lick my lips savoring Harry's taste. I use my finger to wipe all the come of my face and then suck my finger. Harry's eyes roll back and he moans loudly.
"Come here, baby girl." He pulls me up and I rest my chin on his chest. "You are fucking amazing."
"Not to shabby yourself." I smile. "And this baby girl thing is hot as hell."
"Because you are hot as hell. That was hot and dirty and fucking perfect. Like you." He keens.
"So you are comparing me to sex?" I ask with fake hurt in my voice.
"Incredibly hot and fantastic sex, yes." He shrugs as if it is an obvious compliment. "You wanna know something weird?"
"Oh god. What?" I know this is gonna be bad.
"Guess what your sister is doing right now?" Harry breaks out into laughter. My face scrunched up and I hit his chest.
"That's so gross, Harry. I don't want to think about that." I say.
"I know, I know." He calms himself down to just a soft giggle.
I watch him laugh at his own terrible joke and watch the way his teeth shine. The way his eyes crinkle with laughter. His hair is fanned out on the pillow like a hair commercial. He is beautiful.
"I like you, Harry."
He looks taken back by me saying that out of nowhere, but then he has the biggest smile I have ever seen plastered on his face. Which makes every doubt about thinking if this was the right or wrong idea fly out the window. Because how could a smile like that every be bad.
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