Lavender & Roses

I flopped down on my sofa with a sigh. I grinned up at Harry as he leaned over me. He placed a gentle kiss on my lips. I tried to lean into it, get closer to him but he pulled away. I whimpered quietly. I wanted to be close to him, kiss him, show him love like I couldn't on the set.
"I'm going to go home." Harry stated softly. I frowned deeply at the words. I wanted him to stay, cuddle me while we slept. "I'm just going to grab clothes and some other things for tomorrow. I'll be back, Sade." He assured me.
"Why don't I just go with you?" I didn't want to spend more than a single moment away from him.
"Nah, you stay here and relax. Get ready for bed and quiet down. I don't want you up until five in the morning again, silly girl." The warmth of his lips touched my forehead. "Take a bath and get cozy. I'll be back soon."
"Harry." I grabbed his wrist to keep him from walking away. He looked at me curiously, a hint of worry in his eyes. "Why don't you ever let me go with you to your house? I've only been there once." My downtrodden tone made Harry sit beside me. He placed hid hand on my thigh, gazing into my eyes. "I mean, you spend all of your time here. Shouldn't it be fair and I go to your house sometimes too. You always come to me." Harry smiled and kissed my forehead once more. "I'm serious. Do you not want me at your house?"
Harry chuckled, "In a way." I looked away from him, feeling embarrassed. "Sadie, look at me." I turned my eyes back to his, wondering what he was about to attempt to make me feel better. "Your home is where you are comfortable. You are yourself within these walls. I always want that." Harry spoke on my anxiety. I nodded slowly. "Also, the paps like to hang out around my house sometimes. I don't want to put you in a situation that you cannot handle yet." I rounded my lips making a small sound of realization. "Trust me. I wanna see you half naked in my bed, walking around my kitchen with bare feet and my shirt." My cheeks flushed pink as he meshed his lips to my temple. "There are a couple of other things I would love to see from you in my house." He teased, whispering in my ear. I elbowed his ribs gently. "Hey, when we get back from my mother's tomorrow, we'll sleep at my place?" He suggested.
"Alright." I agreed softly.
Harry's eyes lit with his smile, "Good. Now go take your bath and get ready for bed. When I get back, we're gonna cuddle." I just watched as he got up from the sofa and walked out the door. I grunted and pulled my phone from my pocket.


I laid on the sofa with my phone in my hand, waiting for Harry to return to me. I scrolled through my apps with boredom. I just wanted to talk to Harry. Though we'd spent the whole day together, we had separate experiences and I wanted to share with him. I sighed heavily and turned over on my side, facing the television. I looked up at the clock and grunted. He'd been gone for half an hour. I then reached under the sofa to grab my book. I knew I would lose myself in the book quickly and not miss Harry as much.
"You put that book down, Sadie." Harry's smug voice brought my attention to his smirking face. He stood in the doorway with a bag in his hand and a record under his arm. "I'm serious. Put the book down. I don't want you to be up all night again. You need sleep."
"You were taking too long." I grumbled, shoving my book under the sofa again. Harry dropped his bag by the hall before coming to sit with me. I placed my feet in his lap with a grin. "I was getting bored."
"I'm sorry." Harry chuckled, knowing I was being unreasonable. "I can see you didn't take a bath, so, what did you do while I was gone?" He inquired, relaxing into the sofa.
I shrugged, "I read on my phone and I scrolled through twitter for a while." Harry lifted his eyebrow, knowing I wasn't a fan of social media. "I was just looking into something." I blushed slightly.
"Niall and I don't like it when you go looking at stuff about us." Harry informed me with a stern look.
"I know." I giggled. "But I was mostly looking at photos. Your fans are probably your best photographers, did you know that?" Harry stared at me still. "I was just...today was interesting for me I just wanted to look at more photos of you."
"Explain." The displeasure on his face melted away to genuine interest.
"I've never seen you work. I've only really known you as a smart ass that enjoys cuddles, kisses and Stevie Nicks." His cheeks flushed pink. "It was eye opening to see you in a different environment. All of the fashion stuff and talk of your career and whatnot made me see you a little differently."
"In a good way or a bad way?" Harry seemed a bit nervous.
I grinned brightly, "Good way." Harry let out a small sigh of relief. "I love how passionate you are about what you do. I enjoy the way you think about things. The way you speak to others is...lovely. I don't think I've met someone as sweet as you. I don't know. It was just something else."
"So you had fun?" Harry laughed lowly.
I nodded vehemently, "Oh yeah. There were somethings I didn't like." I shrugged gently, "But that's normal."
"What didn't you like?" He leaned forward, showing me he honestly wanted to know.
"I'm not one for nosy people. The stylist was a bit nosy. And that...I don't know what her job was but the red headed girl that kept giving you the eye, didn't like her too much." I stated with a bit of sass. His slightly furrowed brow let me know he knew which girl I was speaking of. "And for all they put you through, I feel like you should be allowed to keep at least one thing from the shoot."
Harry chuckled darkly, "The leather choker?" I pulled my lip between my teeth shyly. "Why the leather choker?"
"I don't know." A red hue filled my cheeks. "I just thought it looked really sexy with your long hair and pouty lips." Harry shook his head, his own face filling with color.
I saw the mischievous twinkle in his eye as he asked: "Did you just want me to wear it around the house?" I shook my head and leaned back into the armrest a little more. "Sadie." His teasing tone making an appearance.
"I'm currently a steel vault, Mister Styles." My own smirk planting itself on my face. I knew how badly he wanted answers. I could see it in his eyes and the way he wriggled on the sofa slightly. In my head, I started to play through the scene I'd been thinking of since I first saw the leather choker. My eyes were set on Harry's and he saw the wheels turning in my head. The way he leaned forward proved to me that he wanted more from me. I choked back the comments I wanted to make and sat up. "I'm going to take that bath now."
Harry grabbed my wrist quickly, "Sadie." I turned to him and smile sweetly. "Come on." His voice pleading.
"What? You told me I should take a bath to calm down for bed. We do have a long day tomorrow too." I spoke evenly, trying to bury all of my emotions.
"Please. Not now. We talked about this earlier. I'm not pushing but you have to trust me here." Harry begged. "We're just talking right now. I won't touch you unless you say so but you can't even talk to me about this now?" I could see how frustrated he felt.
"Its nothing really. I'm just being..whimsical in my head after today is all." I replied sweetly. I wanted him to calm down. His frustration and slight anger were fueling the feelings in my gut. If he was calm, I would be able to push it away.
"I don't believe you." Harry spoke pointedly. I took a step back from him, not liking that we were arguing.
"Harry, what's going on in my head, you don't want that." I sighed, letting him in just a little more.
"Don't tell me what I want!" He barked at me. I stared at him in awe. His chest was heaving and I could see that he was more than frustrated now. "I'm sorry." His tone dropped quickly. "I'm sorry." I stayed silent and still. "I just wanna know. Just tell me what you're thinking. Is it so bad that you really have to leave the room? What could you be thinking that is making you want to get away from me?" I didn't reply with words. I flung myself into his arms, pressing my lips to his passionately. Harry wound his arms around me, holding my body tight to his. I broke free of his embrace after only a moment. Harry stared at me, breathless and smiling.
"Get into the bedroom." I pointed to the hall to his left.
Harry's face dropped, "Babe, you don't have..."
I didn't let him finish, "I said go." My demeanor threw him off a bit but he did as told. I followed him closely. He turned his head only to be met with my expression of stone. His brow furrowed but he kept walking. I smirked and choked down my giggle. Harry entered my room and sat down on the bed. I slammed the door behind me, making him jump slightly.
"Sadie, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you to..." I stopped his sentence once again by straddling his thighs. I sank down onto his lap and smiled, running my hands through his hair gently. "Sadie, seriously." Harry sounded more upset now. "I don't want you to do anything you don't want to."
I smirked at him, "I'm not doing anything I haven't wanted to do to you since we met." Harry's face flushed pink. "Now, shut up," I slammed my lips to his before he had a chance to respond. He laid back on the bed with me, holding me close and his hands exploring like they hadn't before.

A moan burst from Harry's lips, breaking our kiss. I began to roll and swirl my hips against his. I giggled as my lips began to trace his jaw. His breathing picked up again when my lips traveled to his neck. Harry gripped the bottom of my shirt, gently tugging as if to ask if he could remove it. I slapped his hand away. He appeared startled.
"Not tonight." I stated softly. He gazed at me with longing. I just chuckled and continued to concentrate on the rhythm of my hips and the tender, teasing kisses on his neck. I unbuttoned his shirt as I slowed my gyrating pelvis to a stop. "You okay?" I whispered against his cheek.
"I feel like I'm gonna implode." Harry's voice was shaky which caused him to laugh. I finished pushed his shirt out of my way, before sweeping kisses down his chest and stomach. It was an odd but satisfying sensation to have the roles reversed. I was curious if he felt the same way I did. I pressed my mouth to his once again, reaching for the waist of his jeans. "Sadie, love." Harry grabbed my hands quickly. I gazed into his eyes with a bit of a smirk. He let go of my hands slowly. I bit my lip and released the button and zipper on his jeans. My nerves were starting to get to me until I looked at Harry. His mouth was hanging open, his eyes were drooping and his chest heaving again. My anxiousness disappeared. We both needed what was going to happen next.


I laid next to Harry, stroking his hair and kissing his cheek. His breathing had calmed and his heart had slowed. I wanted nothing more than to cuddle him and make him feel loved. He looked at me with drowsy eyes. I smiled, pecking his forehead.
"Where did that come from?" Harry inquired.
I snickered, "I watched you be sexy all day. I had more ideas but they didn't allow you to keep the collar."
"What were you gonna do with that?" Harry inquired quickly, his eyes lighting up a bit. I shook my head and kissed him again. "Sadie." Harry hummed into the kiss. I backed away with a genuine smile. "You know you didn't have to do that? I could've waited."
"I know. But I wanted to. I needed too. I've been driving myself mad too." Harry listened carefully. "I know I'm closed off and kind of weird but I don't want you to think I don't think about you, that I don't want you."
"None of what just happened was closed off or weird." Harry laughed. I blushed and hid my face in his neck. "Don't do that." He murmured, lifting my chin. "It was fun." I nodded slowly. "Thank you." He smiled after another moment of quiet.
I lifted my eyebrow at him, "Don't thank me. That's weird."
Harry shook his head, "I'm not saying it because I got off. I know that you've been struggling with this part of intimacy."
"Harry, you sound like a text book." I grunted at him. He frowned deeply and ran his hand though my hair.
"I'm sorry." He sighed. "I just want you to know that I'm reeling from you wanting to be like this, not because it was sexy time."
"Kissing me tells me that." I stated. "Kiss me, hold me. That's all I want." I snuggled into his side, tucking my head under his chin.

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