I Loved You First
Chapter Four
Harry hurriedly made his way to the bed and placed himself over me. He started to kiss me passionately, slowly moving his lips from my lips, to my neck, and then to my chest.
“Your skin is so soft,” he mumbled. “You’ve always had the softest skin.”
I pushed him to the side and unclasped my bra, quickly tossing it to the side. Harry laid me back down and hovered over me for a few seconds, just staring at my bare chest. He let a small smirk creep on his face as he came down and started to play with my left nipple with his tongue while massaging my right breast with his hand.
“Oh, Harry,” I moan as his playful licks turn into small nibbles. He still knew what spots to hit.
Harry stood up and quickly removed his headband from his head and his skinny pants, which revealed a huge bulge hidden behind his boxers. It was a sight I had honestly missed, and it seemed like it had gotten bigger. Harry notices me staring, but I could tell by the look on his face that he wasn’t done with me yet.
“Stand up,” he commanded.
“Why?”
“Just stand up.”
Harry was very dominating in the bed room which is why when we dated, our sex was amazing. He was a perfect gentleman except for when we were in the bedroom, and then he was the master.
I did what I was told and stood up. Harry gave me a mischievous grin.
“I want you to turn around and take off your shorts.”
I faced my back towards him, started to slowly pull my shorts and underwear down as he wanted.
“You have the perfect body. You are perfect. You’re so beautiful…. I can’t take this anymore.”
As soon as I got my undergarments off, he threw me down on my back on the bed and spread my legs apart. He pulled down his boxers and instantly was inside me.
“Fuck!” I cried out.
“Did you miss this?” Harry murmured with a seductive smirk plastered on his face. “How does it feel to have me inside you again?” He pumped himself in me as deep as he could possibly go.
“Just fuck me,” I groaned, placing my head back onto the mattress.
“My pleasure.” Harry begins to slowly thrust himself into me, placing his arms on the bed beside me for support. As the thrusts get faster and deeper, grunts release from his mouth as I continued to let out moans. Harry kissed my forehead, taking in the sweat that was coming from it. I could feel his breath on my face and it turned me on even more. My hips began to roll in time with Harry’s pumping.
“Harry, don’t stop,” I whimpered.
“I’m not going anywhere,” Harry murmured back.
I dug my nails into Harry’s back. I could feel his heat and warmth up against me. The feeling was so intense for me, so I threw my head back in pleasure. With one final thrust, my body reaches climax.
“Oh, fuck, Harry!”
After I screamed Harry’s name, he reached climax as well. He pulled out and laid down on the bed beside me. After a few moments of silence filled with heavy breathing, Harry turned over to look at me.
“Elaine, I love you.”
Then it just hit me what I had done. I just had sex with my ex-boyfriend who I hadn’t seen in two years after I just found out my boyfriend of seven months was cheating on me with my so-called best friend. We just had sex in the apartment that is in Sam’s name. Harry just told me he loved me when I didn’t even know how I felt.
I knew the truth. I was pissed. I was pissed at Sam, so I figured a good way to get back at him was having sex with the person who he hated. But how would he even find out? I was done with him.
I looked over at Harry and then sat up. “Harry, I made a mistake.”
He sat up and started to rub my back. “What?”
I stood up and quickly put on the clothes I had on. “Harry, this. This shouldn’t have happened. I was mad at Sam, and you just reentered my life, and this was wrong.”
He stood up and began to put his clothes on. “It wasn’t wrong, Elaine. We have a history together, and-“
“But that’s it, Harry. We had a history. You left me alone for two years..”
“Elaine, we talked about this. I love you.”
“Harry, you need to leave.”
He shook his head and stormed out of the apartment. I just sat on the floor and began to sob. I wanted Harry to be back in my life, but it wasn’t supposed to happen like this. We were supposed to gradually relearn everything about each other. And now I just ruined it by telling him to leave.
But I had another dilemma. This apartment was in Sam’s name, which meant he could be back any minute. I couldn’t live here anymore. I couldn’t call Rose, so living with her wasn’t an option.
“I’m homeless!” I cried out. I laid myself down on the floor and sighed. My mum moved to Miami, Florida. I couldn’t move in with her now. I had done so much in university and moving in with her would make me feel like a failure. I had no family anywhere close to university. I was at a loss of what to do.
And then one person came to mind. The only person who gave me just a little hope. He was the only chance I had to stay in London. I pulled out my phone and dialed the number.
“Hello?”
“Niall, I need you to come over, now.”
---
“He is a fuckin’ scum,” Niall stated, helping me pack my clothes into a few boxes. “If I ever see his cheating face I’ll smash it in.”
“I just want to get my shit and get out of here,” I said with a sigh. “I can’t thank you enough for letting me stay in your home while I figure things out. And helping me pack my shit this late at night? You’re amazing.”
“Hey, it’s the least I can do. You can stay as long as you want to.”
“I’m going to look for a job so I can try and get my own apartment. I don’t want to take up space in your house.”
“Nonsense. We get to hang out like old times, El! This is going to be fun!”
He smiled at me and I gave him a half smile. I wish I could stay as positive as he did through things.
We finished packing up the last of my things and split the boxes between my car and Niall’s.
“I’m going to go in and do one last check to make sure I got everything,” I said. He gave me a nod and got inside his car and I walked back inside the house. It looked so empty. I took a seat on the couch and just observed the space around me.
Then I noticed something on the small stand beside the television.
I stood up and walked over to the two objects I had left there. I picked up the photo of Harry and I and the promise ring he gave me. I stuffed them in my shorts pocket and walked out the door for a final time. I then got in my car and followed Niall to my new temporary home.
--
Niall and I couldn’t get to sleep after we got to his house despite it being about three in the morning, so decided to watch a movie together. We were both on the couch and I ended up with my head in his lap and he was slowly rubbing my shoulder. I knew he was being comforting to me which is what I needed.
About an hour passed and the movie was only half way over. Niall ended up lying completely down on the couch like I was. He held me with both arms and I was snuggled up against his chest. He had fallen asleep and soon, so did I.
--
The next morning, we were both awoken by someone opening the door.
“Hey Niall, I need to - … Elaine? Niall? What the hell is this?”
“Your skin is so soft,” he mumbled. “You’ve always had the softest skin.”
I pushed him to the side and unclasped my bra, quickly tossing it to the side. Harry laid me back down and hovered over me for a few seconds, just staring at my bare chest. He let a small smirk creep on his face as he came down and started to play with my left nipple with his tongue while massaging my right breast with his hand.
“Oh, Harry,” I moan as his playful licks turn into small nibbles. He still knew what spots to hit.
Harry stood up and quickly removed his headband from his head and his skinny pants, which revealed a huge bulge hidden behind his boxers. It was a sight I had honestly missed, and it seemed like it had gotten bigger. Harry notices me staring, but I could tell by the look on his face that he wasn’t done with me yet.
“Stand up,” he commanded.
“Why?”
“Just stand up.”
Harry was very dominating in the bed room which is why when we dated, our sex was amazing. He was a perfect gentleman except for when we were in the bedroom, and then he was the master.
I did what I was told and stood up. Harry gave me a mischievous grin.
“I want you to turn around and take off your shorts.”
I faced my back towards him, started to slowly pull my shorts and underwear down as he wanted.
“You have the perfect body. You are perfect. You’re so beautiful…. I can’t take this anymore.”
As soon as I got my undergarments off, he threw me down on my back on the bed and spread my legs apart. He pulled down his boxers and instantly was inside me.
“Fuck!” I cried out.
“Did you miss this?” Harry murmured with a seductive smirk plastered on his face. “How does it feel to have me inside you again?” He pumped himself in me as deep as he could possibly go.
“Just fuck me,” I groaned, placing my head back onto the mattress.
“My pleasure.” Harry begins to slowly thrust himself into me, placing his arms on the bed beside me for support. As the thrusts get faster and deeper, grunts release from his mouth as I continued to let out moans. Harry kissed my forehead, taking in the sweat that was coming from it. I could feel his breath on my face and it turned me on even more. My hips began to roll in time with Harry’s pumping.
“Harry, don’t stop,” I whimpered.
“I’m not going anywhere,” Harry murmured back.
I dug my nails into Harry’s back. I could feel his heat and warmth up against me. The feeling was so intense for me, so I threw my head back in pleasure. With one final thrust, my body reaches climax.
“Oh, fuck, Harry!”
After I screamed Harry’s name, he reached climax as well. He pulled out and laid down on the bed beside me. After a few moments of silence filled with heavy breathing, Harry turned over to look at me.
“Elaine, I love you.”
Then it just hit me what I had done. I just had sex with my ex-boyfriend who I hadn’t seen in two years after I just found out my boyfriend of seven months was cheating on me with my so-called best friend. We just had sex in the apartment that is in Sam’s name. Harry just told me he loved me when I didn’t even know how I felt.
I knew the truth. I was pissed. I was pissed at Sam, so I figured a good way to get back at him was having sex with the person who he hated. But how would he even find out? I was done with him.
I looked over at Harry and then sat up. “Harry, I made a mistake.”
He sat up and started to rub my back. “What?”
I stood up and quickly put on the clothes I had on. “Harry, this. This shouldn’t have happened. I was mad at Sam, and you just reentered my life, and this was wrong.”
He stood up and began to put his clothes on. “It wasn’t wrong, Elaine. We have a history together, and-“
“But that’s it, Harry. We had a history. You left me alone for two years..”
“Elaine, we talked about this. I love you.”
“Harry, you need to leave.”
He shook his head and stormed out of the apartment. I just sat on the floor and began to sob. I wanted Harry to be back in my life, but it wasn’t supposed to happen like this. We were supposed to gradually relearn everything about each other. And now I just ruined it by telling him to leave.
But I had another dilemma. This apartment was in Sam’s name, which meant he could be back any minute. I couldn’t live here anymore. I couldn’t call Rose, so living with her wasn’t an option.
“I’m homeless!” I cried out. I laid myself down on the floor and sighed. My mum moved to Miami, Florida. I couldn’t move in with her now. I had done so much in university and moving in with her would make me feel like a failure. I had no family anywhere close to university. I was at a loss of what to do.
And then one person came to mind. The only person who gave me just a little hope. He was the only chance I had to stay in London. I pulled out my phone and dialed the number.
“Hello?”
“Niall, I need you to come over, now.”
---
“He is a fuckin’ scum,” Niall stated, helping me pack my clothes into a few boxes. “If I ever see his cheating face I’ll smash it in.”
“I just want to get my shit and get out of here,” I said with a sigh. “I can’t thank you enough for letting me stay in your home while I figure things out. And helping me pack my shit this late at night? You’re amazing.”
“Hey, it’s the least I can do. You can stay as long as you want to.”
“I’m going to look for a job so I can try and get my own apartment. I don’t want to take up space in your house.”
“Nonsense. We get to hang out like old times, El! This is going to be fun!”
He smiled at me and I gave him a half smile. I wish I could stay as positive as he did through things.
We finished packing up the last of my things and split the boxes between my car and Niall’s.
“I’m going to go in and do one last check to make sure I got everything,” I said. He gave me a nod and got inside his car and I walked back inside the house. It looked so empty. I took a seat on the couch and just observed the space around me.
Then I noticed something on the small stand beside the television.
I stood up and walked over to the two objects I had left there. I picked up the photo of Harry and I and the promise ring he gave me. I stuffed them in my shorts pocket and walked out the door for a final time. I then got in my car and followed Niall to my new temporary home.
--
Niall and I couldn’t get to sleep after we got to his house despite it being about three in the morning, so decided to watch a movie together. We were both on the couch and I ended up with my head in his lap and he was slowly rubbing my shoulder. I knew he was being comforting to me which is what I needed.
About an hour passed and the movie was only half way over. Niall ended up lying completely down on the couch like I was. He held me with both arms and I was snuggled up against his chest. He had fallen asleep and soon, so did I.
--
The next morning, we were both awoken by someone opening the door.
“Hey Niall, I need to - … Elaine? Niall? What the hell is this?”
10/30/13