Almost 2 weeks later...

I opened the door in order for Mia to get in.

I aided her getting inside by holding her hand just like when we left the hospital.

"I can walk by my own Harry." She huffed but didn't let go of my hand. A fact that made me smile.

"Okay, go on."

She walked inside looking around the place. I felt a little uneasy, I certainly don't want her to refuse staying here because she's still taking her medication and… Who am I kidding, I want her by my side. That reason alone is stronger than anything else.

"Do you want anything?" I asked unsure of what to do.

"Ehm maybe sleep?" She bit her lip. It's pretty late anyways.

"Sure." I held her hand on the stairs and opened the bedroom's door for her to get in.

Mia sat on the bed. I could tell she was a bit nervous. She looked around and stared at the floor.

"I'll sleep in the guest room next to this one so if you need anything just call me and I'll hear you." I assured her.

"Guest room?" She frowned.

"Ehm yeah." I shrugged as if it doesn't hurt to sleep in a bed alone knowing she's right on the other side of the wall.

"I should sleep in the guest room." She shook her head standing up.

"Don't be silly." I rolled my eyes at her.

"I'm serious, it's not fair that you sleep in a different room."

"I don't mind."

"But I do." She fired back stubbornly. Of course…

"Is there anything else you need?" I changed the topic. There's no way I'm letting her sleep anywhere else specially because her stuff are all still here.

"Humm…"

"You can tell me."

"I just… it's just something the nurses would do and uh it's a bit hard for me to do it alone at least for now."

"What is it Mia?" I took a step forward.

"It's uh the salve. I need to put a little in my tight and arm so it doesn't scar." She blushed darkly.

"Do you want me to do that?" I couldn't help but be a little bewildered.

"Only if you don't mind." She quickly added.

"Of course not." I grabbed the ointment.

Mia stood up hesitantly removing her pants down her legs, standing in front of me in only her undergarment from the waist down. I gulped down trying not to stare much.

"Ehm you can lay on the bed." I told her.

"Are you sure? It's just my left arm is still a bit weak and I can't reach my tight with my right hand."

"It's fine Mia, really." I assured her. "Now lay down on the bed." I instructed her.

Mia reluctantly laid on her stomach. I sat on the edge of the bed next to her dropping a little bit of ointment in my hand. That's until I noticed her still healing scar. It doesn't look that bad but it's enough to make me wince. The only thing is that her cut is right below her bum and there's no way I can spread the salve without touching it. Now I understand why she's so hesitant.
There's no inch of her body that I don't know but this time is certainly the one I've been more nervous for touching her.

"So, you removed all the stitches already right?" I tried to make light conversation to soften the weird atmosphere even though I already know the answer, probably better than her since her doctor updated me all the time about her condition.

"Yeah, it's all gone. I just have to let it heal more properly now but it doesn't hurt that much now." She mumbled.

"Yeah that's good… Do you need a bit more or is that enough?" I asked.
"Yes that's good, thank you." She stood up slowly, her face a deep red.

"Do you need it in your arm too?"

"No, it's fine. That I can do." She smiled nervously.

"Sure. Well uh then I should leave you to rest a little." I gave her the ointment back.

"Are you really sleeping in the guest room?" She questioned when I was already by the door.

"Where else would I sleep?" I whispered. Her eyes diverted to our bed before looking at me again blinking. "Do you want me to sleep here… with you?" I gulped again.

"Yes." She whispered.

"Are you sure?" I tilted my head. Mia nodded. "Okay."

I removed my clothing and laid on my usual side of the bed pushing the covers up.
Mia just slid down the sheets too, only in her panties and shirt without bothering to dress her pj's.
We laid for a while, staring at the ceiling in silence. I was tired but for some reason I couldn't sleep.
I knew Mia's already sleeping because her breathing just got heavier and she took her medication which normally puts her on a sleepy state. But I just leaned on my elbow to make sure and have an excuse to look at her, finally safe outside that dreadful hospital.
Sighing I moved to my side again, my hands tucked under my head letting my mind wander thought anything and everything.

However, my body stiffen when Mia shifted on the bed, moving closer and laying her head on my chest.
I remained still for a moment trying to collect myself before rubbing her back with my hand and pushing her closer.
I few minutes later I finally felt like I could sleep.

-

I woke up in the following morning sadly alone.
Mia's spot was still warm so I guess she just stood up. I grabbed some sweaty pants and went in search for her.
There's only just us in the house, it was pretty late when we got off the hospital yesterday and Mia needed some rest so no one wanted to keep her from sleeping. And Louis decided to stay at Eleanor's tonight so Mia and I would stay alone therefore I don't need to worry about someone walking in.
"Morning." Mia handed me a mug of milked hot tea. She used to do that for me everyday and prepare coffee for herself too since she doesn't like to drink our british tradition in the morning but I absolutely love it. It tastes really good! Her time in the hospital made me prepare my own drink in the morning and despite this being used with the same products it didn't taste the same as when Mia does it for me.
"Hey." I told her.
She looks beautiful like always but I know she's not that good, she has a bun o top of her head and is wearing some baggy shirt that I'm pretty sure I intended to throw away a while ago. I guess she kept it, now useful to cover her exposed body.
I love it when she wears my clothes.
"Did you sleep well?" I sipped on my drink.
"Really well yeah." She nodded. "I missed this bed."
"Good."
"Did you?"
"Yeah I had a nice sleep too." I replied.
"Do you wanna talk?" She surprised me by asking.
"I do yes, only if you feel like you can right now obviously."
"I do." Se nodded.
Mia's phone started ringing and she excused herself for the living room. Mia's phone's been ringing non stop, everyone worried about her.
I kept sipping on my tea and ate some toasts. I sat on the table for a while taking my time to have a proper breakfast.
I sat there for a while, longer than what a normal phone call would take. The house is too silent so I decided to check.
I peeked in the living room, Mia's back to me as she sat on the couch. I waited a bit to check if she was still on her phone but she was quiet and her body was shaking a little.
"Mia?" I sat next to her, her back still to me. But I still could see she's crying."Mia, are you ok?" I tried to turn her around to face me but she didn't budge.
I waited a little bit, rubbing my arm on her back until her breathing slowed down. I know Mia well enough to know she always needs a few minutes to herself.
"Do you wanna talk?" She didn't reply but didn't try to push me away either so I guess she does wanna talk. I patiently waited in silence until she turned slightly.
"I should have died with my father." For a moment I forgot how to breathe when she spoke those words but I came back.
"W-what?" My voice cracked at the end.
"It was all my fault." She sobbed.
"No it wasn't." I spoke rather harshly. How dare she say that? She's so lucky she made it alive and now she wishes she hadn't?? "Do you hear me?" I pushed her by her healthy arm to face me. "It was not your fault!"
"It was though! If I hadn't let him drive we… I mean he… I'd still have him." She looked at me, her eyes reddened and her face soaked with tears.
"That's what he wanted, you granted your dad's last wish! He was happy Mia, in that moment he was happy!" I assured her.
"He was so sick, i should've known better but he wanted to drive so much and I… I just I couldn't say no and I really should have and---" She sobbed loudly.
"It's okay Mia, it's okay?" I pushed her to my arms engulfing her in a tight embrace. "Do you remember when you told your dad's last words?" I mumbled softly in her ear.
"Yes. When the car was spinning and we realized we couldn't control it, he told me to let it go." She sobbed loudly.
"Exactly. When your father realized the bad situation he told you it was fine to let the car go, he was telling you he was not upset or scared, he was ready to go! And he wanted you to know that, he wanted you to know he's okay with how it turned out even though he did not made it." I tried to convince her.
"I think my mum finds me guilty…" She sniffled.
"Why do you say that?"
"I don't know, I just think she does." Mia shrugged.
"Did you tell her how the accident happened, your dad's words?" I pushed her hair back from her face.
"No…" She paused to look at me. "I uh I've only told you." She replied shyly. I pushed her closer to me, trying to comfort her with my hand rubbing her back.
"What matters is what YOU know. I'm sure your dad would hate to see you like that! In fact if he's watching you right now he must be really mad at you for seeing you cry and feel so bad about it like that.." I really wanted to tell her more but I really couldn't find words to ease the pain. It consumes me to see Mia so tormented.
"I should've spent more time with me! I've been living in London for quite a while and I rarely visited him… He was alone and I was here and didn't do anything because I was still holding on to the past and blaming him for being so far away from me and India." I had seen Mia cry a couple times but it was never like that and I was clueless about what to do. If I knew there was a way to lift her pain from her chest I would but that's humanly impossible.
"What can I do?" She tilted her head up to look at me. "Tell me what can I do to make you feel better? Just name it and I'll do it." I sounded really desperate but what's the point in disguising with her?
Mia looked at me, frowning for a while before gulping down and brushing my lips with hers. My eyes widened upon feeling her push my curls off my forehead and press her mouth harder against mine.
I gently pushed her away to stare at her eyes.
"Is that what you want?" I spoke slowly. She nodded softly, connecting our lips again. If kissing is what will makes her feel better, I'll kiss her as much as she wants.
After a while, Mia pushed her hands against my chest forcing me to lean against the couch as she climbed to my lap, placing her knees either side of my waist and sliding her tongue more forceful against my mouth. I'm completely taken aback by her actions, I thought she just wanted to kiss me.
"Are you okay?" I asked her disconnecting our mouths. Mia stared at me, her cheeks still wet with tears.
I stared back waiting for her to say something but she merely kissed me again.
It feels so good to have her lips moving against mine, we haven't kissed properly in at least 3 weeks and I really missed the taste of her lips. Even when I can feel her salty tears in my mouth.
She wraps her arms around my neck and grabs my curls in her hands, tugging slightly.
I rest my hands on her hips and try to push her away ever so slightly so I can look at her.
Mia grabs my hands and move them to her back, rocking her hips against mine and I groan.
"What are you d-doing?" I tried to focus on speaking and not her wet mouth sucking on my neck. I hissed when she bit down with too much force.
Mia presses her hands in my stomach, and grinds her hips faster.
"Mia, talk to me." I tried not to moan when she roamed her hands seductively on my torso.
"I don't wanna talk right now." She mumbles palming me through my sweatpants.
I swear I'm trying my hardest to sound unaffected by her actions but I can't really rely on my actions when she practically forces herself against me.
"I-I can't Mia, we can't… Not like this." I grabbed her face in my hands, wiping some tears along the way.
"Why not? Don't you want me?" She pouted, a few more tears escaping her beautiful eyes.
"Of course I do, I'll always want you but not like this!" I tried to sound at least a little convincing even though there's nothing more that I want than be connected with her at that level.
"So?" She doesn't even give me time to answer before biting my earlobe.
I close my eyes trying to focus and push her away weakly but I'm at her complete mercy. She's not playing fair and she knows it, she knows I can't resist her and keeps trying to get a reaction from me. I'm aware that she can feel my erection pressed against her and that's exactly why she's smiling against my neck.
"Mia…" I try to say again.
"Shhh, stop talking." She shushed me carrying her actions.
"I can't." I breath weakly, my mind clouded by her hands and body pressed against mine. For some miraculous reason she stops her actions and stares at me.
"Please Harry." Her eyes bore into mine, pleading and slowly ripping my heart open.
"I don't want to take advantage of you." I state.
"You're not, in case you haven't noticed I want this too." She huffed, clearly annoyed.
"Not for the right reasons." I glare at her.
"I miss you." Mia pouts tracing patters over my inked skin. She swiftly swiped her tongue over my bottom lip and grinds her hips again making me groan again.
She knows I'm holding back and Mia being Mia, she keeps trying even harder.
"Please Harry, please just make love to me." She pleads against my mouth and moaning in my ear driving me completely insane.
It literally hurts to keep unmoved, not touch or take her right here right now, I long for her so badly and so desperately.
"Please Harry, please." Her begging is all it takes for me to loose it. With a defeated sigh I grab her waist and push her further down, moving my hips too.
Her shaking hands move to my sweatpants loosening it and not wasting a second to grab me.
I can't even form a sentence, she's acting so wildly and it's so hot.
I'm normally the one in control when it comes to sex and I like it, but I like it even more when Mia acts rough and takes the lead.
I surrender completely and remove my shirt of her perfect body, attacking her freed breasts and nibbling. Mia throws her head back and moans. I'm so hard and I can't control it. I know I'm doing it for the wrong reasons but I can't stop now nor do I want to. I know I should but I just don't.
We're still dating right? I mean we were not like together together but we didn't break up either and we even shared a little kiss after that when she woke up in the hospital. She never wanted me to leave and when I would take to long to hold her hand, she'd take mine and place it on her lap.
I'm lost in my own memories and pleasure until Mia climbs off me and drops to her knees, removing my pants and boxers all together.
Her hands move slowly and she looks at me with a mischievous smile on her lips.
Her hands reach my cock again and she starts pumping again. My hips involuntarily buckle from the couch and I push Mia to my lap again. I don't have the patience for foreplay right now.
She kisses the head and climbs to my lap again. The only thing separating us now is her panties but I can feel how excited she already is. I hook them down her legs and push her thighs further open.
Mia throws her head on my shoulder ruthlessly when I touch her and bit on her neck at the same time as a payback. I know how much she loves it and I am proven right when she shivers and moan my name repeatedly.
She suddenly pushed herself up then lowered into me, both of us moaning at the same time with the contact. Her hips start moving in circles and her eyes screw shut, her mouth shaping a perfect 'o'.
"You're so beautiful." I scan her pink lips with my thumb.
I push her more to me, aiding her movements with my hands on her hips, one of my hands often coming up to caress her breasts or cheeks wiping the tears but her mouth never leaves mine.
Mia moans and wraps her arms around my neck, pulling our bodies closer, her bare chest flushed against mine.
My control is long gone and I push her off me and lay her on the couch despite her whimpers at the loss. I quickly move in between her legs and thrust into her again.
I know something's missing, probably a condom but that the least of my worries right now. It should be the top priority but Mia's moans and whimpers on my ear and echoing on the house are more than enough to make me forget the entire world.
Her nails rake down my back and I hiss before she slides it further down, squeezing my bum and pushing me further down.
I groan and move a little faster but not much, Mia asked me to make love to her and that's exactly what I'm doing, she feels so good and so warm, I had never 'tasted' her like that and it's absolutely delicious.
"The…condom… we should…" I try to speak in between pants. "I should put it on." I finally manage to say.
Mia stops for a while and moans loudly before pushing my hair harshly to move our faces closer.
"Don't care, keep… ah Harry… keep moving." Her back arches moaning and I groan.


The idea of not having a condom scares and excites me at the same time, I know the repercussions that can come from that but I've been deprived from her for too long to force myself to stop though. I'll deal with whatever consequences come, later.
For now, I'll just enjoy Mia completely loosing control beneath me, hearing her sweet moans in my ear. How I could hear her forever...

Notes

Thank you all so much for your comments!!
After I announced this story is coming to an end, I received some comments asking for a trilogy and to those I'll answer now. Unfortunately, I'm not making a trilogy out of this story simply because I don't think people would really read it and I don't want to drag this story for to long, you'd eventually lose interest... I don't have another storyline, STLUT and TWTTIN have 65+65=130 chapters combined!! Plus, I think the ending I've prepared would lose the 'magical' tone if I keep writing those characters...

However, I really appreciate you referring and showing how much you don't want this to end... It really means a lot to me so thank you all!!

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