Falling for Harry Styles

I walked in from a long day at work and sighed as I trudged up the stairs and into my room. I tugged the ponytail from my hair and brushed it out before I went back down stairs. I went to the kitchen to get a bottle of water and I noticed a box on the counter. Curiosity struck me as my feet moved towards it of their own accord. The label on top had my name on it so I tugged open a drawer in search of scissors, cutting the tape and gently prying it open.
I pulled out the scrawled letter and set it aside as my eyes scanned the contents of the box. A smile spread on my lips as tears started to prick my eyes. I pulled out the old, tattered, faded bear and tugged at the bow situated around its neck. I pulled at the frayed ends as tears began to streak my cheeks. I set the bear down and pulled out the small, beaded bracelet, turning it over in my hand. I pinched at the heart bead lightly smiling at the memory flitting through my mind. I pulled out the last item in the shallow box. It was a framed picture of Jen and me at a concert ages ago. I was on her back with my shoulders draped over her shoulders. Both of our smiles were wide and toothy and we looked genuinely happy.
I rubbed over her face in the picture before I picked up the note and read the scribbled letters:

Dear Natalie,
It’s really crappy having to go through all her stuff. I hate it and I’ve been crying nonstop. She had these in a special place in the top of the closet. She told me the stories of them all at one point in our relationship and I thought you might like to have them. If there is anything else you think you might want, please feel free to let me know.
Sincerely,
Tanya

At some point when I was reading I heard Harry come into the kitchen. He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder, staying silent despite the tears in my eyes.
I set the letter back on the counter and picked up the bracelet again. I stared at it for a moment with a smile on my face and tears in my eyes. I hesitated before I spoke, “She made us matching bracelets one year at summer camp. I have mine in my room somewhere and this is—was-- hers. The heart on hers is bigger,” I chuckled at the memory, “I made a fuss about it until she explained that hers was bigger because she was older. My six year old brain understood then.
“And this,” I picked up the teddy bear, pinching the tattered ribbon between my fingers and playing with it again. “This was her favorite bear. She never stayed anywhere without it. She was going to stay with our grandparents for the whole summer the year after camp and I didn’t like it, I was upset. The night before she left she gave him to me and, in a very serious tone, said ‘Now Lee, you have to take care of Blue Bear for me this summer. I’m leaving him with you because I want you to have a part of me this summer since I’ll be at Nana and Papa’s.’” I smiled at the memory. “I swear he was blue at one point.”
Harry chuckled and lightly squeezed my sides as I picked up the picture, “This was at a concert I had to drag her to. It was her last night in England and she didn’t want to do anything but sit at home and be lazy, but I wanted to have one last night of fun before she was gone. She told me afterwards that she was glad I forced her out because she had a great time.” I smiled but it morphed into a frown and I couldn’t speak above a whisper as more tears cascaded down my cheeks. “I miss her Harry.”
I sniffed as he removed himself from me and wrapped his arms around me, cradling the back of my head in his hand and stroking my hair. “Shh, it’s okay babe.” I lightly sobbed as I nuzzled into his chest and squeezed him tighter. We stayed that way until my breathing had evened out and I had calmed down. “How about a bath, would that help?”
I nodded and pulled away from him, fixing his shirt. “Sorry Haz,” I mumbled, “your shirt is soaked.”
He just shrugged with a cute little frown, “S’alright, just a shirt. C’mon baby.” He pulled me in to cradle me to his side as he led me upstairs to his bathroom. He sat me on the lid of the toilet as he prepared the tub. He shuffled under the sink and pulled out small white candles and bubble bath.
I quirked an eyebrow at him as he started to light the little candles and strategically place them around the tub, “You just have those lying around Harry?”
He peered over her shoulder and me with a smirk as he squeezed the perfect amount of bubble bath into the water, “I enjoy candle lit baths too Natalie.”
I chuckled as he put the bubble bath back under the sink and flicked the light off, saturating the bathroom in a soft flickering glow. He pulled me up right as he bit his lip and gently tugged at the hem of my shirt. “Can I?” he let it out softly.
I looked him in the eyes and briefly thought before I nodded hesitantly. He slid his hand underneath it and up my hips, slowly removing the fabric from my torso as his eyes stayed on mine. He hooked his thumbs into the waist of my bottoms and started to push them down. He leaned in and kissed me, squeezing at my bum as he shimmied the clothing past it. I gasped and he used the opportunity to slip his tongue past my lips and gently caress every surface of my mouth as I kicked my pants off the rest of the way. He pulled away and brushed his nose against mine as his hands trailed up my back and unhooked my bra, helping me pull it from my shoulders. His eyes still stayed locked on mine as he dropped his hands to his sides and swallowed.
I took a deep breath as I bent and removed my underwear and kicked them off to the side with the rest of my clothes. I straightened up with my eyes shut in realization that I was completely naked in front of him for the first time and he was still fully clothed. I had the urge to cover myself, but the feeling of a soft hand on my cheek made me open my eyes and let out a breath at his close proximity.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered and placed a delicate kiss to my lips.
Mine suddenly became desperate against his as I fisted my hands in his curls, the other latching around his bicep as I pressed my body into his. I whimpered as he squeezed my bum again. I pulled back a little and whispered, “Take a bath with me.”
He searched my eyes a moment before asking, “Are you sure?” I nodded as I tugged at his shirt and that was all he needed. He ripped his shirt off and hastily yanked his pants down his long legs.
I swallowed hard when he stood up straight and let out a breath as I fought the urge to rake my eyes down his body. I moved past him, shutting off the water and sinking into the tub leaving a gap behind me, looking at him with soft eyes, waiting for him to follow my lead. He filled the space, resting his arms along the edge of the tub, leaning against the back, and tucking his legs between mine and the sides. I scooted back and leaned my head onto his shoulder as my eyes drifted shut. Once the water settled the only sounds echoing off the walls were those of our shallow breathing.

Notes

Just a fore-warning the next chapter will be smut... just in case you don't red that stuff.... it''l pick up the storyline in chapter 50 and you wont miss anything if you skip 49....

with that being said, how did you like this chapter? Was it sweet? too mushy gushy>? Let me know! <3