-Ava's POV-
My hand is held tightly in Harry's as our cab winds through the wet streets of London. His thumb rubs circles over my knuckles, his need to show he's there for me ever present. I'm not in this alone.
I sigh as we pull through the gates of Harry's house, my mind continuously playing over my fathers words.
'how would his fans feel... how would his career be affected if your past was to... become public knowledge.'
I'm pulled gently out of the backseat of the cab before a large hand is placed on my lower back, directing me towards the front door.
I plop down on the couch, my fingers fiddling with the belt on my coat. My hands are snatched away from their aimless wondering, and gripped in Harry's as he sits on the edge of the coffee table across from me. His knees brush mine as he tilts my head up to look at him.
"What did he say to you?" His voice is soft and full of concern as he looks over my face.
I purse my lips in thought, "He.... Well he..."
My eyes meet Harry's and he nods at me to continue. "Out with it love."
"What do you think would happen if everyone found out about me? About who I really am? It would be bad wouldn't it?"
"Ava..."
"No, it would be. I can only imagine how the fans would react. Harry Styles girlfriend changes her name to run away from ex-husband. It would be horrible!" I ramble off.
"Stop." Harry squeezes my hands to get my attention. "He threatened you?"
"More you."
"What does he want? More money?"
"Yes, but I won't have you giving him any. Not again. I just... I won't have your career affected by me. I can't." I feel tears sting my eyes at the thought of my past once again making things hard on him.
"Av..." Harry's thumbs gently wipe the tears off my cheeks. "It won't."
"But how? He'll go to the tabloids or whoever else will listen to him. He'll tell them everything."
"No he won't." Harry shakes his head and stands up, taking my hand and pulling him up with me.
I'm led to his office, where he pulls a Manilla envelope out of one of the desk drawers and hands it to me.
"What's this?" I question.
"Leverage. Open it."
My hands find the small clasp on the back, and I pull numerous papers out. My eyebrows furrow in confusion as I look over various photos and documents.
"When I told him the money was stopping... I knew. Knew he'd think of something to hold over you to get what he wanted. So I hired a detective..."
"You had him followed?"
"Yeah. Apparently your father's business practices of late are fairly illegal. There's enough there to put him away for a bit. Enough to get him to leave you... us alone. For good."
"You want to send him to jail?"
"No." He shakes his head, "Jail he could possibly get out of. It's the fear of going in the first place that will get him to leave us be."
I nod, agreeing with his reasoning as I read over several pages. Underhanded trading, drugs. Just a couple of the many things my father has resorted to trying to maintain his lifestyle.
Could my family get any worse?
"I can't believe you did this." I push the papers back into the envelope and set it on the desk, "No one... No one has ever done something like this for me."
"Av, I told you I would take care of you yeah? Wasn't joking." He shakes his head and pulls me towards him, my body being enveloped by his strong arms. "Won't let anything happen to you... to us."
"Harry.."
"Just let me handle it alright? Please love."
It's still so unusual for me, having someone else to rely on, someone who wants to fight my battles for me.
"Okay." I say quietly.
"Yeah?" He questions, pulling back from me and looking me in the eyes.
"Yeah." I nod.
Those dimples. They make my heart race as they pop, a grin overtaking Harry's face.
"You've no idea how much this means to me. You letting me do this." His eyes softly look over my face.
"I trust you."
My words make his smile grow even more so, overtaking his entire face as he chuckles, "Feel like I've won the bloody lottery... you saying that."
I run my hands through his hair as his find my waist.
"This is what I want... You know that yeah?" He questions, "Greatest accomplishment of my life, hands down. Making you happy, taking care of you."
I smile up at him, "I love you. Very much."
"I love you."
His kiss is soft, sweet. Butterflies erupt in my stomach as his lips move against mine.
Lucky.
The word can't even begin to describe it. I'm so unbelievably, completely lucky that I have him. He fought for me time and time again, only wanting to give me what I never thought I deserved.
Safety.
Support.
Love.
My fingers tangle in his hair as he deepens the kiss, slipping his tongue between my lips.
He's such an amazing kisser, my knees can't help but go weak as he pulls my body up against his.
I've never wanted anyone like I want him. Constantly my body is yearning to be connected to his. Craving his touch.
His hands move up my body and around to my front, fiddling with the belt on my coat until it's untied.
"Been thinking about having you all day." He mumbles against my neck, his mouth moving down it, his tongue darting out and wetting my skin.
My body feels like jello, unable to do anything as his fingers unbutton the top button on the coat, working their way down. I'm completely at his mercy and he knows it.
His lips disconnect from my neck as he steps away from me, pushing my coat open. The blast of cool air hits me instantly, making my body shiver.
"Jesus Christ." He breaths out, his eyes wandering down my body as he holds the coat open, "Most beautiful thing I've ever seen."
I blush, his generous comments making me shy as usual.
I gasp as his lips crash against mine, his movements suddenly filled with need.
He needs me. Just as much as I need him.
I picked up swiftly and sat on the edge of the desk. The coat is pushed off my shoulders seconds before his lips wrap around my left nipple. I moan, the feeling sending my heart into overdrive.
I'm pulled even closer to the edge of the desk as Harry drops to his knees. I know what's coming, but I still feel a jolt run through my body as he licks up my center.
My thighs are held down by his hands as his tongue goes to work, pushing me closer and closer to my breaking point.
His head between my legs, the thought alone makes my skin heat up.
So good. So so good.
To soon I'm shaking and calling out his name, my body in shock at how quickly he got me there.
I lean back on my arms, trying to catch my breath as I come down.
His clothes, I've never seen him peel them off his body so quickly before. His shirt is tugged off over his head the same time his boots are kicked off. His pants and boxers pushed down this thighs and pulled from his legs in record time.
I'm still panting as he grips my legs, wrapping them around his waist before pushing into me.
He groans as he looks down, watching us become one. His bottom lip is bitten between his teeth so tightly its white. His eyebrows furrowed as his chest moves up and down quickly.
So hot. So so hot.
His thrusts are hard but slow, my body being overwhelmed in its sensitivity. My hands are wrapped around his neck as he kisses me deeply, his own gripping onto the dark mahogany wood on either side of my hips.
"One more baby." His dark eyes are determined as he focuses on his movements, watching my body for signs of what feels best.
I'm lost in him as he moves over me, the knots in my stomach begging to be released again. The pressure so much.
His teeth sink into my shoulder gently and I'm gone. Nails digging into his back, trying to hold on as pleasure overtakes my body.
I will my body to cooperate as I push him off me. His face looks almost pained until I push him into his large leather desk chair and straddle him.
His jaw drops open as I slide down onto him. "Fuck baby. Fuck... you're tight."
I rock against him, ignoring how exhausted my body is. I hold onto the back of the chair tightly, using my arms to help my tired legs move.
His hands grip my neck, pulling me close enough he can kiss me roughly before skimming down my body.
His head drops back as I quicken my pace and I know he's close. The curse worlds falling from his lips prove it.
With one final roll of my hips, his arms wrap around my waist, holding me tightly against him as he groans.
His body shudders and my name is called out in a strained breath as I feel warmth spread between my legs.
He holds me, his lips placing soft kisses wherever they can reach. My chest, my collarbone, my neck, my lips. They are all given special attention as he comes down.
"God I love you." He smiles at me, his eyes lighting up.
"I love you too." I grin, relaxing my body into his flushed chest.
"Tell me.." He says quietly as his fingers softly run up and down my spine. "Tell me this is forever."
I bury my face into his neck and inhale his scent as I tell him the truth. Which is exactly what he wants to hear.
"Forever."
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