You Make it Real {A Harry Styles Fan Fiction}
Chapter 33
PIPER'S P.O.V.
I pulled Harry close to me, feeling his member against my leg harden. I didn't think that I was ready to have sex but I wanted to get over it. What better way than to make love to my incredibly sexy boyfriend? My heart started to race as he brought his lips to my neck, softly sucking on my skin. I closed my eyes and thought of James. My eyes shot open again and I looked at Harry to keep myself in touch with reality. I ran my fingers through his hair, reminding myself that only Harry could make me feel good. I had to let him or I would never get through this. He brought his hand to my breast and lightly massaged it, but instead of feeling good, I felt scared. I knew it was Harry but I kept thinking about James. Once I feel him inside of me, I knew it would be different. There was no way I could feel his familiar presence and still remember what James did. But, that was the problem. I didn't actually remember. I was scared of Harry's touch but it was like instinct, I couldn't really remember why. I pulled his face back to mine and spread my legs to hint to him my desire for his entrance.
"Harry, please."
"Are you sure, Piper? What if it's too much? Aren't you sore?"
"Shhh. I need this."
He looked concerned but kissed me again, tenderly and slowly. He positioned himself on top of me and I leaned my torso back to make it easier. As soon as he slowly entered me, I felt my entire body tense up. He felt familiar but foreign. It was uncomfortable; unlike any other time we'd had sex. From the first time we slept together, when we didn't even know each other, I felt comfortable with him. How could one person ruin our intimacy. I felt my eyes water and burn, tears falling down my cheeks. Harry had been watching me, never convinced that I was ready. As soon as I started crying, he pulled out and hugged me tightly.
"Piper, shhhh. I knew this wasn't right. It's too soon."
He seemed angry at himself and I hated that. I tried to convince him that I was ready and he knew I wasn't. I wrapped my arms around him, burying my face in his neck.
"Harry, I can't... Why did this happen to me? That fucker screwed me up so bad that it's affecting me and you and I can't-"
My sobs cut me off and I knew I would be rambling if I continued. I had nothing important to say; Harry knew how I felt.
"Love, don't you think for a second that I'm going to be insensitive about this. I will wait as long as you need before we have sex again. I could never be intimate with you, knowing that you were scared or hurt and I could never force it."
He stroked my hair lightly, trying to calm me down, but I needed to cry. I needed to just let my emotions escape, even though I hated to be that way in front of Harry. He was so much more understanding than I could have expected. He was calm, collected, and knew just what to do and say. If I were at home, who knows if I would have even told anyone by then. He was good for me, even if our relationship was difficult because of his career. I wished he could just stay with me all the time, but we made the best of it.
"I think I want to try to sleep again."
"Of course."
He grabbed the soap from behind him and started to softly lather it onto my skin, handing the bottle to me so that I could do the same. His touch still felt good, which made this all more difficult. I wanted him but as soon as I had him, I panicked. Once we were both rinsed clean, he stepped out of the tub and pulled a towel around his waist before grabbing a second towel. He held out a hand and helped me step out of the bath, wrapping the towel around me like a child, trying to warm me up. I followed him into the room and sat down on the bed.
"Can I have some of your pajamas? They're more comfy than mine."
He grinned and pulled out a pair of flannel pants and a black V-neck, bringing them over to me. He took the towel off of me and dropped it on the ground, pulling the shirt over my head as I slipped my arms through. Then, he got down on his knees and slid the pants over my legs, kissing my thighs before I stood up to let him bring them over my hips. I pulled myself up toward the pillows and crawled into the sheets as he turned and put on a pair of tight boxers. When he joined me, he brought himself against my back, spooning me and kissing the back of my head.
"I love you, Harry. I could never think you enough for everything you've done for me."
"Then don't thank me at all. I did it because I love you."
I didn't say anything else; I ran my fingers over his forearm as he held me tightly and we both drifted off, sleeping through the entire night.
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I woke up at 6 in the morning feeling well-rested but the spot next to me was empty. I sat up and reached for my phone, having not checked it in almost 24 hours. I had a few missed calls from my mom but not enough to think she knew about James. She was probably just making sure we got to California safe. I texted her to let her know that we were there, just jet-lagged. I had text messages from Cory, apologizing for the event, which meant that Harry or Riley told him. I couldn't be angry at either, since they were only worried. I replied to him, reassuring him that he wasn't to blame and that I was going to be okay. Even when everything was going wrong for me, I was still looking out for everyone else, not wanting them to be upset. The door from the rest of the suite opened, revealing Harry holding two mugs.
"Morning, love. Did you sleep alright?"
"Best nights sleep in a while."
I patted the spot he had left empty and he complied, sitting down and handing me one of the mugs which was filled with coffee, as I suspected.
"We need to leave for the airport in about an hour."
"Alright, I'll be ready. Have you talked to Riley?"
"Yeah, she's coming with us. It's not looking so good for her and Liam. They talked for a while
last night but he slept on the couch and left about an hour ago to join the guys."
I felt bad for Liam, but for some reason, felt bad for Riley, too. It was her fault and I couldn't believe she did something so stupid, but I knew she was crazy about Liam. She just let her insecurities take over, leaving a mess to clean up. I hoped they could fix things after she gave him some time.
"I'm going to take a shower really quick so I can wash my hair."
I leaned over and pecked Harry on the lips, leaving the bed to get ready. I brought my coffee with me to the bathroom and took a sip before turning the water on, making it warmer than usual.
******
When we had everything in the town car trunk, I climbed in, leaving Harry in the middle of Riley and I. Riley hadn't said much since we met up and I could tell that she had been crying all night. I leaned over and patted her thigh comfortingly and she forced a smile to make me happy. I removed my hand to grab Harry's and we rode in silence to the airport. The airport was pretty empty since no one was expecting Harry to be leaving the state so we got through to the terminal fairly quickly. Once we were on the plane, we took out seats and awaited our take-off impatiently. I was anxious to get back and get the legal work over with. I knew it wouldn't be quick, but having some of it out of the way would be comforting.
The flight took longer than it had before because I wasn't tired enough to fall asleep. Harry and I did a crossword and tried to cheer Riley up, but she ended up falling asleep since she hardly slept the night before. When we got off the plane, we were escorted directly to the pick up lane outside of baggage claim to find Cory, waiting patiently. Harry climbed into the front seat, probably trying to save Riley from an awkward car ride, and us girls got into the back. No one said anything until Harry directed Cory to go straight to the police station affiliated with the university. Cory nodded in return ad took us straight there. Riley announced that she wanted to talk to Cory so they stayed in the car. I held my purse which contained the papers from the hospital and Harry held my hand as we approached the doors of the police station, my entire body trembling.
"I can talk first so they know and then you can answer questions, okay?"
I nodded shyly and followed him inside.
"Hello, how can I help you?"
"We need to file a police report against a student here."
"Okay, under what charges."
"He raped my girlfriend. We have the hospital paper-work to prove it."
"Follow me, please."
We followed the stout woman into a glass room, empty except for a table and two chairs.
"Sir, you will have to wait out here while she talks to an officer. I'm sorry."
I nodded to Harry in approval of his leaving sat down on one side of the table. A few minutes
later, a man in a suit sat down opposite me, setting his cup down on the table.
"Hello, I'm Detective Kamp and I'll be handling your case."
"I'm Piper Ni- wait. Kamp? Did you say Kamp?"
"Yes."
"Any relation to James?"
He smiled at me proudly, "That's my son!"
I pulled Harry close to me, feeling his member against my leg harden. I didn't think that I was ready to have sex but I wanted to get over it. What better way than to make love to my incredibly sexy boyfriend? My heart started to race as he brought his lips to my neck, softly sucking on my skin. I closed my eyes and thought of James. My eyes shot open again and I looked at Harry to keep myself in touch with reality. I ran my fingers through his hair, reminding myself that only Harry could make me feel good. I had to let him or I would never get through this. He brought his hand to my breast and lightly massaged it, but instead of feeling good, I felt scared. I knew it was Harry but I kept thinking about James. Once I feel him inside of me, I knew it would be different. There was no way I could feel his familiar presence and still remember what James did. But, that was the problem. I didn't actually remember. I was scared of Harry's touch but it was like instinct, I couldn't really remember why. I pulled his face back to mine and spread my legs to hint to him my desire for his entrance.
"Harry, please."
"Are you sure, Piper? What if it's too much? Aren't you sore?"
"Shhh. I need this."
He looked concerned but kissed me again, tenderly and slowly. He positioned himself on top of me and I leaned my torso back to make it easier. As soon as he slowly entered me, I felt my entire body tense up. He felt familiar but foreign. It was uncomfortable; unlike any other time we'd had sex. From the first time we slept together, when we didn't even know each other, I felt comfortable with him. How could one person ruin our intimacy. I felt my eyes water and burn, tears falling down my cheeks. Harry had been watching me, never convinced that I was ready. As soon as I started crying, he pulled out and hugged me tightly.
"Piper, shhhh. I knew this wasn't right. It's too soon."
He seemed angry at himself and I hated that. I tried to convince him that I was ready and he knew I wasn't. I wrapped my arms around him, burying my face in his neck.
"Harry, I can't... Why did this happen to me? That fucker screwed me up so bad that it's affecting me and you and I can't-"
My sobs cut me off and I knew I would be rambling if I continued. I had nothing important to say; Harry knew how I felt.
"Love, don't you think for a second that I'm going to be insensitive about this. I will wait as long as you need before we have sex again. I could never be intimate with you, knowing that you were scared or hurt and I could never force it."
He stroked my hair lightly, trying to calm me down, but I needed to cry. I needed to just let my emotions escape, even though I hated to be that way in front of Harry. He was so much more understanding than I could have expected. He was calm, collected, and knew just what to do and say. If I were at home, who knows if I would have even told anyone by then. He was good for me, even if our relationship was difficult because of his career. I wished he could just stay with me all the time, but we made the best of it.
"I think I want to try to sleep again."
"Of course."
He grabbed the soap from behind him and started to softly lather it onto my skin, handing the bottle to me so that I could do the same. His touch still felt good, which made this all more difficult. I wanted him but as soon as I had him, I panicked. Once we were both rinsed clean, he stepped out of the tub and pulled a towel around his waist before grabbing a second towel. He held out a hand and helped me step out of the bath, wrapping the towel around me like a child, trying to warm me up. I followed him into the room and sat down on the bed.
"Can I have some of your pajamas? They're more comfy than mine."
He grinned and pulled out a pair of flannel pants and a black V-neck, bringing them over to me. He took the towel off of me and dropped it on the ground, pulling the shirt over my head as I slipped my arms through. Then, he got down on his knees and slid the pants over my legs, kissing my thighs before I stood up to let him bring them over my hips. I pulled myself up toward the pillows and crawled into the sheets as he turned and put on a pair of tight boxers. When he joined me, he brought himself against my back, spooning me and kissing the back of my head.
"I love you, Harry. I could never think you enough for everything you've done for me."
"Then don't thank me at all. I did it because I love you."
I didn't say anything else; I ran my fingers over his forearm as he held me tightly and we both drifted off, sleeping through the entire night.
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I woke up at 6 in the morning feeling well-rested but the spot next to me was empty. I sat up and reached for my phone, having not checked it in almost 24 hours. I had a few missed calls from my mom but not enough to think she knew about James. She was probably just making sure we got to California safe. I texted her to let her know that we were there, just jet-lagged. I had text messages from Cory, apologizing for the event, which meant that Harry or Riley told him. I couldn't be angry at either, since they were only worried. I replied to him, reassuring him that he wasn't to blame and that I was going to be okay. Even when everything was going wrong for me, I was still looking out for everyone else, not wanting them to be upset. The door from the rest of the suite opened, revealing Harry holding two mugs.
"Morning, love. Did you sleep alright?"
"Best nights sleep in a while."
I patted the spot he had left empty and he complied, sitting down and handing me one of the mugs which was filled with coffee, as I suspected.
"We need to leave for the airport in about an hour."
"Alright, I'll be ready. Have you talked to Riley?"
"Yeah, she's coming with us. It's not looking so good for her and Liam. They talked for a while
last night but he slept on the couch and left about an hour ago to join the guys."
I felt bad for Liam, but for some reason, felt bad for Riley, too. It was her fault and I couldn't believe she did something so stupid, but I knew she was crazy about Liam. She just let her insecurities take over, leaving a mess to clean up. I hoped they could fix things after she gave him some time.
"I'm going to take a shower really quick so I can wash my hair."
I leaned over and pecked Harry on the lips, leaving the bed to get ready. I brought my coffee with me to the bathroom and took a sip before turning the water on, making it warmer than usual.
******
When we had everything in the town car trunk, I climbed in, leaving Harry in the middle of Riley and I. Riley hadn't said much since we met up and I could tell that she had been crying all night. I leaned over and patted her thigh comfortingly and she forced a smile to make me happy. I removed my hand to grab Harry's and we rode in silence to the airport. The airport was pretty empty since no one was expecting Harry to be leaving the state so we got through to the terminal fairly quickly. Once we were on the plane, we took out seats and awaited our take-off impatiently. I was anxious to get back and get the legal work over with. I knew it wouldn't be quick, but having some of it out of the way would be comforting.
The flight took longer than it had before because I wasn't tired enough to fall asleep. Harry and I did a crossword and tried to cheer Riley up, but she ended up falling asleep since she hardly slept the night before. When we got off the plane, we were escorted directly to the pick up lane outside of baggage claim to find Cory, waiting patiently. Harry climbed into the front seat, probably trying to save Riley from an awkward car ride, and us girls got into the back. No one said anything until Harry directed Cory to go straight to the police station affiliated with the university. Cory nodded in return ad took us straight there. Riley announced that she wanted to talk to Cory so they stayed in the car. I held my purse which contained the papers from the hospital and Harry held my hand as we approached the doors of the police station, my entire body trembling.
"I can talk first so they know and then you can answer questions, okay?"
I nodded shyly and followed him inside.
"Hello, how can I help you?"
"We need to file a police report against a student here."
"Okay, under what charges."
"He raped my girlfriend. We have the hospital paper-work to prove it."
"Follow me, please."
We followed the stout woman into a glass room, empty except for a table and two chairs.
"Sir, you will have to wait out here while she talks to an officer. I'm sorry."
I nodded to Harry in approval of his leaving sat down on one side of the table. A few minutes
later, a man in a suit sat down opposite me, setting his cup down on the table.
"Hello, I'm Detective Kamp and I'll be handling your case."
"I'm Piper Ni- wait. Kamp? Did you say Kamp?"
"Yes."
"Any relation to James?"
He smiled at me proudly, "That's my son!"
Notes
AHHH! SO, what did you think?? How will Piper get over her fear of intimacy? Will she have to tell James' dad what he did? Did Riley do the right thing by giving Liam space? Did she really have another choice? COMMENT PLEASE <3Also, subscribe/rate if you haven't already. Thank you!!! x
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