As I walked into his flat, the smell of a bird of paradise candle engulfed my body. There were cream-colored, walls accustomed with hand-painted abstract art, hanging from the walls.

"Harry..."

"Yea, yea. Harry this is so beautiful omg!" He mocked.

"What if I was gonna say it was ugly." I joked with a mocking stance. I switched my position to look exactly as he did.

"You're gonna pay for that!" He lunged forward at me wrapping his long arms around my calves, throwing me over his shoulder like a rag doll. I laughed at his dimple creased smile. He slammed me down on his soft, white sofa, crawling atop of me.

"You wanna watch a film. I have popcorn!" He smiled wrapping his arms around my waist and laying his head on my chest. I felt fire everywhere our bare skin touched. I smelled him in taking in every detail of his scent down to counting every particle of spearmint that raced through my nasal cavity. His smell was strong yet subtle, delicate and angelic. Come to think of it, everything about him was angelic. Everything.

"Depends."

"On?" He said, lifting his head to meet my eyes.

"Are we going to watch Love Actually?"

"No!" He said. He was joking and I found every bit of his sarcastic humor extremely attractive.

"Fine Harry!" I caved.

"Great" He jumped up off of my body. I felt cold and I suddenly regretted wearing a dress this short. I really wished I could just sit indian style without putting myself on display.

"You know, you look awfully uncomfortable, you can borrow some of my clothes if you'd like!" It's like he can read minds! Why did he always know what to say and when to say it.

"Umm, yea sure!" I jumped up and walked down his hall, taking this opportunity to give myself directions to his room. As I walked into a place I assumed to be his room, I opened the drawer to find all of the shirts I've seen him wear in magazines and articles. I quickly decided on some Under Armor sweats and one of my favorite shirts on him, a black v- neck. My boobs were just a tad bit bigger than his so I had to pull up the front so I wouldn't look like a slut.

I walked out into the living area where Harry wasn't to be seen. I walked a little farther to the left, leading myself to what I assumed to be the kitchen. He was standing at the microwave with his shirt now off and in another pair of sweats identical to the one's I had on. I walked up to him slowly and wrapped my arms around his waist. He turned around, his dimples on full display, as he took in my appearance.

"Holy. Mother. Of. God." He said softly, pausing for a brief moment after every word.

"What?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest, suddenly becoming self-conscious.

"You look so hot in my clothes." He bit his lip, he ducked his head, leaving a heated passionate kiss to my lips before moving down to my neck, while snaking his arms around my waist,"Jump." he demanded. I complied, lifting my legs to wrap around his waist. He walked us to his bedroom. Laying me down on his bed, climbing atop of me. My favorite melody began to play, as our lips moved in sync. He moved down to my neck, once again, sucking, biting, kissing, softly. He continued this down to the brim of his t-shirt I was wearing. He lifted me up, flipping us over, I straddled his waist, puling the bottom of his t-shirt over my head. He watched as I slowly pulled it up, showing my toned stomach and curvy figure. My black lace bra was a push-up, providing me with a bustier chest.

"Oh my god," he growled, flipping us over once again as he mounted atop of my small, curvy frame,"You're so fucking sexy." His raspy voice was such a turn-on, causing me to lose the self control I had try to keep in grasp as we continued our heated actions. I pulled off the rest of our remaining clothes within seconds. I palmed him through his boxers, causing him to release a throaty moan. Oh, how that sent me over the edge. I was even more of an animal. I ripped off his boxers, exposing his hardened length. He liked my dominate actions, as he rubbed his thumb over my black , barely there, lace, underwear. He hooked his fingers through the sides pulling them down. He reached his hand behind my back, unlatching my bra. He moved his lips down kissing every inch of my bare chest. He got down to my nipple, taking the small nub into his mouth sucking and licking. His tongue. Dear god. He moved up again, placing one last peck onto my lips before pushing himself into me, throwing his head back in pleasure. I fisted the sheets for a second, before moving my hands up to pull at his curls. His thrusts became harder and faster, as he realized I had done this before. He managed to get out a few curse words out before he came. I watched him unfold in front of me.

"Dear god." He panted.

"Not too bad Styles." I joked.

"Too bad?" He looked at me with creased eyebrows.

"I'm kidding. That was amazing." I kissed his nose.

The melody. My favorite sound. My favorite song.

That song played and played. For hours after that. I texted my mom after to let her know I was staying at Harry's.


At Harry's till' tomorrow! - Elizabeth xx

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I woke to the sound of Harry's soft snores. I crawled out of bed, jumping into the shower.

------skip shower-----

I jumped out of the bathroom before slipping on my bra and underwear I had gotten last night from my house. I walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge and pulling a cup form the cupboard. I poured orange juice into the small cup, taking a sip. I heard noises, I assumed were the a/c. Zayn, Niall, Liam, and Louis had walked around the corner, to see me standing there, in Harry's kitchen, in my bra and underwear.

"Well! Hello!" Niall exclaimed, scanning my body.

"Damn, I didn't know you were THIS hot!" Louis exclaimed. Why was everyone shouting?

All the boys scanned me fully. Gawking at my breasts.

"I'm gonna go get Harry." I said awkwardly, as I raced to Harry's room.

I walked in and jumped on top of him. "Harry," I said softly, kissing his neck and pecking is face.

"The boys saw you didn't they?" He asked batting his beautiful eyelashes up at me. "Kinda."

"In this?" He asked seriously.

"Yea...."

"What did they say?" He asked sternly.

"They said I was hot." I said softly.

"I'm gonna fucking kill them!" He said, jumping up from the bed. "Put on some clothes, please?"

"Yes, father." I joked

"Ha. ha. so funny" he said as he raced down the hallway.

I laughed to myself as I heard Harry yelling at the boys.

That is Priceless.

Notes

New chap! Hope you like it!

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