Summer Break
Excitement.
“Harry! This is my favorite part!” I sat up excitedly. We’re watching Sister Act 2 and it’s at the part where they sing ‘Oh Happy Day’ and the guy hits the really high note. I always get really excited before it happens. I’m sat here with a huge smile across my face in Harry’s bed, holding on to his hand. And as he sings, my hold on his hand gets tighter and tighter until finally.
‘When Jesus washed, washed my sins away!’
“Ahh!” I breathe throwing both my hands up in the air. “I swear that part gets better every time I watched it.” I cheered.
“If you get more excited every time you watch it, I’ll be sure you have something else for you to squeeze.” Harry laughed.
“You picked it out, Harry!” I laughed.
“You’re right!” And with that he grabbed the remote beside him and paused the movie.
“What? What did you do that for?” I pouted and all he did was grin at me.
“Annabelle,” he whispered seductively, climbing over me which forced me to lie on my back. “When I see you get that excited, I want to be the one who causes it.” He smiled before placing his lips roughly on mine while supporting himself with his hand on the bed.
My hand met his face as the kiss deepened, pulling him closer to me. After a couple seconds, I slowly opened my mouth, letting his tongue meet mine. It felt like the kiss we shared the night we all went clubbing. They weren’t as sweet and passionate, they were sloppy and lustful. And just like that night, I felt like I couldn’t disappoint him.
As his kisses trailed down my jaw, one hand slowly wondered all over my body as the other held his weight. I moved my hand into his hair, and pulled him closer to the area his lips were touching. Then Harry started nipping at the sensitive skin on my neck, causing a light moan to escape my lips. Before I could even process my reaction, his lips were against mine again, more forceful this time. I still don’t know how to react to this, so I just kiss him like he kisses me. Then I begin to let my hand wonder over his covered chest and before I know it, he slips off his shirt and throws it off the bed.
I literally almost drool over his ink covered torso as I get a good look before his lips are back on mine. I continue with my hands, though now his chest is against mine, so I focus on his back. I trace every muscle I can, before Harry moved away from my lips. I wanted to tell him to kiss me again, but I decided against it. His head moved down to my shown stomach just above my shorts as he kissed upward towards my belly button. My breath is heavier than before, and with every touch his lips make with my skin, I melt. My shirt is rising with every touch of his lips, and soon he is sitting up, pulling it off of me and throwing it by his shirt.
He leans down again, next to my ear still breathing heavy and with every exhale I shiver. “You are beautiful.” He whispers, causing the butterflies in my stomach to go crazy. Then his lips meet mine again, as his hands travel over my almost naked upper body. Everywhere he touched; my skin felt like it was on fire. How could he make me feel like this? Just his lips on mine had the ability to drive me absolutely insane. And just when I think it can’t get any better, he hooks his tongue on my top lip, biting it lightly then pulling away. I let a soft moan escape my lips, and open my eyes to see smug grin on his face. God, he was so adorable.
He leaned down again and left wet kiss on my chin, then his head went to my chest. His tongue slid over my exposed skin between my breasts, then underneath the bottom of my bra. I bit my lip to try and keep my breathing steady as his tongue trailed to the top of my shorts. He began nipping and sucking softly at the skin, and before I even noticed his hands were holding me firmly down as I wiggled under his touch.
“Baby.” He whispered, moving back up and staring into my eyes. A small, sexy smile played on his lips before he said, “I can make you feel so good.” And I could feel the heat on my cheeks before he moved down kissing my neck.
Oh my god, what am I doing? And why did I have to choose now to start thinking about what was happening? Why couldn’t I be normal and not think about having sex as a big deal like most people do now? Dammit! I pulled his face to mine and kissed him trying to distract myself, until I felt his hands large hands rubbing my inner thighs.
No, I know he has experience, he has too! What if I’m not good at… sex? What if this was all he wanted from me, but then why would he wait this long just to have sex with me? Dang it, why did I have to ruin this?!
“No, Annabelle. It’s okay.” I repeated. “Let him be your first.” Alright, I could do this! Just keep kissing him, Annabelle.
I continued to do so, slightly pulling away for a second before connecting our lips again. His tongue easily slipped in my mouth, causing me to lose focus of what was going on until I felt his large hand slide over my right breast. I let out a moan, causing him to chuckle against my lips, and the vibration drives me wild.
I can do this! I can do this! Harry stops and pulls away. Wait, why’d he stop kissing me? Maybe I should look at him, yea look up! His eyes looked almost hungry, if that makes sense, and any trace of his usual smile is gone. He bit his bottom lip while his eyes bore into my body. Oh no. Now I’m terrified, and I guess I did a good job of hiding it because all he did was lean down slowly. He swept his lips over mine a couple times before kissing me again. And I should have known what was going to happen next, and I guess I did. As his thumbs began pushing down my shorts, I realize how scared I am.
“Harry.” I managed to say, but barely. It sounded as if I wanted him to keep going.
“Hmm.” He hummed in reply.
Honestly, I did want him to keep going. I wanted him, I want him so bad but, “I can’t.” I spoke aloud, at suddenly the atmosphere was tense around us.
“Oh.” was all he said, and as I was fighting with myself in my head, I hadn’t realized how awkward this would be.
He still hovered over me, and I couldn’t even look him in the eye. Weakly, I pushed his chest gently, not enough to actually move him but he still did. I sat up on the side of the away from Harry and bit my lip. “Uhm.” I couldn’t find words, I felt so terrible. “I should, uh. I should go.” I got up and pulled up my short, and then grabbed my shirt from the floor and slipped it over my head.
“Sweetheart, you don’t have to go. I understand if you aren’t ready, I apologize for-”
“No, Harry. You don’t need to apologize for anything, I just-I uh- I just need to go.” I stuttered, grabbing my stuff from around the room, while he sat and watched me.
“Annabelle.” He stood from the bed while I bent to put on my shoes. He waited until I was done and had my full attention as he stood a foot away from me staring deeply into my eyes. “Stay, Please?” he asked.
But I couldn’t, I needed to go be by myself even though I wanted to stay here with him. I glanced over at the clock that read 5:37 pm. “Harry.” I said looking back at him, but I knew if I did for long it would tear me apart inside. “I’ll see you tomorrow, yea?” I tried to say as cheery as I could, but who was I convincing?
He hadn’t replied, and I decided to turn and walk out of the room before things got awkward. I tried to face him and give him a small smile before I walked out the door, but I couldn’t force it. So I just left, and it felt so weird, strange even. I closed the door and leaned against it for a bit. Leaving him like this, felt like I was leaving him forever. Was I? No, but that is really what it felt like, and I didn’t like it one bit.
‘When Jesus washed, washed my sins away!’
“Ahh!” I breathe throwing both my hands up in the air. “I swear that part gets better every time I watched it.” I cheered.
“If you get more excited every time you watch it, I’ll be sure you have something else for you to squeeze.” Harry laughed.
“You picked it out, Harry!” I laughed.
“You’re right!” And with that he grabbed the remote beside him and paused the movie.
“What? What did you do that for?” I pouted and all he did was grin at me.
“Annabelle,” he whispered seductively, climbing over me which forced me to lie on my back. “When I see you get that excited, I want to be the one who causes it.” He smiled before placing his lips roughly on mine while supporting himself with his hand on the bed.
My hand met his face as the kiss deepened, pulling him closer to me. After a couple seconds, I slowly opened my mouth, letting his tongue meet mine. It felt like the kiss we shared the night we all went clubbing. They weren’t as sweet and passionate, they were sloppy and lustful. And just like that night, I felt like I couldn’t disappoint him.
As his kisses trailed down my jaw, one hand slowly wondered all over my body as the other held his weight. I moved my hand into his hair, and pulled him closer to the area his lips were touching. Then Harry started nipping at the sensitive skin on my neck, causing a light moan to escape my lips. Before I could even process my reaction, his lips were against mine again, more forceful this time. I still don’t know how to react to this, so I just kiss him like he kisses me. Then I begin to let my hand wonder over his covered chest and before I know it, he slips off his shirt and throws it off the bed.
I literally almost drool over his ink covered torso as I get a good look before his lips are back on mine. I continue with my hands, though now his chest is against mine, so I focus on his back. I trace every muscle I can, before Harry moved away from my lips. I wanted to tell him to kiss me again, but I decided against it. His head moved down to my shown stomach just above my shorts as he kissed upward towards my belly button. My breath is heavier than before, and with every touch his lips make with my skin, I melt. My shirt is rising with every touch of his lips, and soon he is sitting up, pulling it off of me and throwing it by his shirt.
He leans down again, next to my ear still breathing heavy and with every exhale I shiver. “You are beautiful.” He whispers, causing the butterflies in my stomach to go crazy. Then his lips meet mine again, as his hands travel over my almost naked upper body. Everywhere he touched; my skin felt like it was on fire. How could he make me feel like this? Just his lips on mine had the ability to drive me absolutely insane. And just when I think it can’t get any better, he hooks his tongue on my top lip, biting it lightly then pulling away. I let a soft moan escape my lips, and open my eyes to see smug grin on his face. God, he was so adorable.
He leaned down again and left wet kiss on my chin, then his head went to my chest. His tongue slid over my exposed skin between my breasts, then underneath the bottom of my bra. I bit my lip to try and keep my breathing steady as his tongue trailed to the top of my shorts. He began nipping and sucking softly at the skin, and before I even noticed his hands were holding me firmly down as I wiggled under his touch.
“Baby.” He whispered, moving back up and staring into my eyes. A small, sexy smile played on his lips before he said, “I can make you feel so good.” And I could feel the heat on my cheeks before he moved down kissing my neck.
Oh my god, what am I doing? And why did I have to choose now to start thinking about what was happening? Why couldn’t I be normal and not think about having sex as a big deal like most people do now? Dammit! I pulled his face to mine and kissed him trying to distract myself, until I felt his hands large hands rubbing my inner thighs.
No, I know he has experience, he has too! What if I’m not good at… sex? What if this was all he wanted from me, but then why would he wait this long just to have sex with me? Dang it, why did I have to ruin this?!
“No, Annabelle. It’s okay.” I repeated. “Let him be your first.” Alright, I could do this! Just keep kissing him, Annabelle.
I continued to do so, slightly pulling away for a second before connecting our lips again. His tongue easily slipped in my mouth, causing me to lose focus of what was going on until I felt his large hand slide over my right breast. I let out a moan, causing him to chuckle against my lips, and the vibration drives me wild.
I can do this! I can do this! Harry stops and pulls away. Wait, why’d he stop kissing me? Maybe I should look at him, yea look up! His eyes looked almost hungry, if that makes sense, and any trace of his usual smile is gone. He bit his bottom lip while his eyes bore into my body. Oh no. Now I’m terrified, and I guess I did a good job of hiding it because all he did was lean down slowly. He swept his lips over mine a couple times before kissing me again. And I should have known what was going to happen next, and I guess I did. As his thumbs began pushing down my shorts, I realize how scared I am.
“Harry.” I managed to say, but barely. It sounded as if I wanted him to keep going.
“Hmm.” He hummed in reply.
Honestly, I did want him to keep going. I wanted him, I want him so bad but, “I can’t.” I spoke aloud, at suddenly the atmosphere was tense around us.
“Oh.” was all he said, and as I was fighting with myself in my head, I hadn’t realized how awkward this would be.
He still hovered over me, and I couldn’t even look him in the eye. Weakly, I pushed his chest gently, not enough to actually move him but he still did. I sat up on the side of the away from Harry and bit my lip. “Uhm.” I couldn’t find words, I felt so terrible. “I should, uh. I should go.” I got up and pulled up my short, and then grabbed my shirt from the floor and slipped it over my head.
“Sweetheart, you don’t have to go. I understand if you aren’t ready, I apologize for-”
“No, Harry. You don’t need to apologize for anything, I just-I uh- I just need to go.” I stuttered, grabbing my stuff from around the room, while he sat and watched me.
“Annabelle.” He stood from the bed while I bent to put on my shoes. He waited until I was done and had my full attention as he stood a foot away from me staring deeply into my eyes. “Stay, Please?” he asked.
But I couldn’t, I needed to go be by myself even though I wanted to stay here with him. I glanced over at the clock that read 5:37 pm. “Harry.” I said looking back at him, but I knew if I did for long it would tear me apart inside. “I’ll see you tomorrow, yea?” I tried to say as cheery as I could, but who was I convincing?
He hadn’t replied, and I decided to turn and walk out of the room before things got awkward. I tried to face him and give him a small smile before I walked out the door, but I couldn’t force it. So I just left, and it felt so weird, strange even. I closed the door and leaned against it for a bit. Leaving him like this, felt like I was leaving him forever. Was I? No, but that is really what it felt like, and I didn’t like it one bit.
Notes
Hiii,I'm not good at scene like this! I'm sorry if it was complete shit. Uhm, I just really wanted to update this chapter so I woke up and came straight to my computer! And I woke up late because I was up until 2:30 writing the next chapter and I'm just so freaking excited because I've been planning this for a long time! I hope y'all don't hate it. I'm so nervous, Ahh.
Also remind me to never mention in my note if my rating goes up to 10 because the next day its back downnnn. Poooop. It's okay though, no hard feelings!
Uhm, I think that's all. Guys! Get excited for the next chapter... Look at me, it's probably not as exciting as I think it is but, this is me caring. Okay, have a nice day or nighttt! And I know it's snowing places in the world so have a nice snoww daaaaayyy. Hey, Hey!
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3/23/15