You Make it Real {A Harry Styles Fan Fiction}
Chapter 72
PIPER’S P.O.V.
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of my own moaning. It only took me a few seconds to realize that Harry was lying on his stomach under the sheets, conveniently between my legs.
I came five times within an hour of being awake. After cuddling for a few minutes, Harry ordered an inhumane amount of breakfast foods mainly due to his indecisive nature. “Who can choose just one item when there are so many options?” he would say. Harry of course, refused to let me out of the room when the food arrived, and within two minutes of the knock on the door, Harry wheeled in a large cart covered in pastries, pancakes, meats, and juices. He pulled a bottle of champagne out of the ice tray and handed it to me.
“You do the honors.”
I smirked, knowing that he was just too nervous he’d break something; but, I opened it anyway. I tried to avoid the bubbles spilling onto the sheets by bringing it to my lips and catching as much as I could in my mouth, but streams of the carbonated wine trickled down my chest and Harry was quick to lick it off.
I scoffed and began to sit up, trying to push his body away from mine. It was impossible though. He took the bottle out of my hands and pressed his bare chest close to mine. He was wearing shorts and nothing else, while I was still completely naked. He took a swig of the champagne and swallowed it down heavily. His lips glistened from excess liquid and it would have been insane of me to not lean up and press my lips to his, basking in the flavor of his mouth. He then littered my jaw with soft kisses and a few gentle nips before slowly leaking more champagne on my chest. He moved his body down and sucked the droplets away, leaving marks in his wake. He continued this way down my torso, pushing the covers down as he got lower, so that I could always see him.
“This will never taste as good in orange juice as it does on your skin.”
I giggled, partially at his silly line, but mostly at his childish grin. Every time he tries to be sexy and commandeering, he comes off as an excited little boy. When he does’t try, though, god help us all.
“Hips up, babe.”
I obeyed instantly, because I was rather interested on where he planned on taking this. I had an
idea, at least. I lifted my hips off the mattress while he gripped my thighs until my hips were in the air. He pushed my legs back, but motioned for me to keep them together and I did. I trusted him and I would have done anything he’d asked me.
“Stay like this, love.”
I nodded and stared into his dark green eyes while they skim up and down my legs, which are over my head now, and stay fixated on my over-sensitive core. Without another word, Harry dripped some more champagne on my thighs. The droplets ran toward my entrance and the coolness against my clit made my breathing falter. Just like before, Harry’s tongue wasn’t far behind and he started at my thighs, licking, sucking, and kissing away every last bit. Once he got to my core, the liquid was dripping farther, down my spread ass. He seemed to notice, because he leaned down and licked a thin line along each side of my ass before fully assaulting my clit. He continued to pour more champagne in the same spot, driving me wild with the cool liquid, but even more so with his sinful mouth. I came apart in a matter of a few minutes, which was improbable due to my many orgasms nearly thirty minutes before. I laid there while Harry gathered a few of the plates from the cart, setting them on the bed.
“Are you going to eat off of me too, or is this going to be a sexless meal from here on out?”
I tried to sound sassy and annoyed, but I couldn’t possibly hide how blessed out I still was. Harry
smirked and tossed a grape into his mouth.
“Nah, I’ll give you a break.”
I rolled my eyes and sat up, fluffing the pillows behind my back. I let the covers fall, revealing my lack of clothing, because I honestly felt more comfortable around Harry than I had around anyone. I reached for an apple and took a bite as Harry scooted closer to me, pulling me to sit between his legs. We ate this way for about twenty minutes, picking at our food and just giving little pecks between conversations. When we were finished eating, we cleared the bed of plates and stayed in the same spot, cuddling and talking.
“So, there’s only a few more shows in the American tour.”
The way he said it made me feel as though my heart was stuck in my throat. I stifled a cry and felt
hurt that he’d bring it up, even though it is, of course, true.
“Piper, I didn’t mean for it to sound so negative-“
“But, it is, Harry. It sucks. We won’t see each other as much and like the past month has already
been hell without you.”
I nuzzled my head in his shoulder, trying to keep myself from sobbing. His thumbs gently glided
over my thighs, soothing me.
“I know, but who’s to say we can’t see each other more?”
My eyebrows furrowed closer together and I turned to my head to face him.
“How would that work exactly?”
He was silent for a moment and then he sighed, before scooting us both so that we were facing
each other, my legs draped over his own.
“Move to England with me.”
I was speechless. Of course we had talked about this sort of thing before, but we agreed that I
had school to finish and my family to worry about.
“Harry- I can’t just pick up and leave-“
“Why not? What’s really keeping you here- well, not here, but in Florida- oh, you know what I
mean.”
He was giddy and excited at just the thought, even though my expression was shooting him down immediately.
“School, my family, Riley...”
I wished I had more legitimate reasons to use because my list was small and not very convincing.
“You can go to school in London, your family is fine and they can visit anytime they want- hell, let’s move them out there with us- same goes for Riley. Liam wouldn’t complain.”
He all but winked at me and I couldn’t help but to feel his excitement in entertaining the idea.
“I don’t know, baby. I’ll think about it, I guess? But, I don’t see transferring schools and everything as advantageous right now.”
His smile fell a little and it broke my heart.
“But, I will really think about it, Harry. I promise.”
He grinned a bit more, but I could tell it was forced. I didn’t want to let him down, but I also couldn’t let myself down by becoming a girl that bases all of her happiness on a man. I leaned forward and kissed him passionately, letting my hands feel down his chest and land on the tight crotch of his jogging shorts.
“We only have about another 24 hours before your family gets here and our little escape is over; let’s make the best of it, alright?”
He smiled against my lips wickedly and nodded, pressing his forehead against mine.
“Couldn’t have thought of a better idea myself.”
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HARRY’S P.O.V.
Those twenty-four hours passed too damn fast and I was practically wishing for just an hour more of alone time, but we were also both excited to see my parents and Gemma again. In the back of a town car with Piper on our way to the airport, I had more time to think about her response to my wanting her to move in with me. I just felt like we were at a place in our relationship that was appropriate for that step. Of course, her living in America made it a bigger decision.
“Penny for your thoughts?”
I grinned and leaned over to kiss her forehead. I squeezed her hand softly and glanced out the
window as we neared the airport.
“Just a lot on my mine, sweetheart. Nothing bad; promise.”
She eyed me in worry, not believing me. I wasn’t lying, though. There was nothing wrong with her
uncertainty on such an important matter, even if I was let-down by it.
“Alright; I just want to make sure.”
She smiled skeptically and I pulled her closer into my arms.
We had spent the evening with everyone at the hotel, so as to not come off as rude and unable to
control our sexual desires. We totally were; right?
No one was upset with us. Liam and Riley had taken Piper’s family to lunch and a broadway play
the day before, so they hardly noticed we were gone. Karen took Andy ice skating and they spent the evening with Lou and Lux. Overall, our time locked away in the suite was much needed and didn’t hurt anyone.
“Harry, about the whole moving to England thing: I just want you to know that I really am thinking
about it, okay? It’s just a really big decision and there’s so much to worry about. Like, how will I pay for school and what about the cost of moving and everything. Plus, I’ve always tried so hard to not be the girl who does everything to be with a guy, because girls like that- they always get hurt.”
I was shocked, really. How could she possibly think of our relationship like that?
“Piper, you don’t think I’d ever hurt you, do you?”
She was still momentarily, but soon shook her head, ‘no’.
“I promise, I wouldn’t. Also, what the hell are you worrying about tuition and moving costs for? I
want you out there so bad, Piper. I would never dream of letting you spend a pound on anything.”
She sighed and I could tell that she was thinking of the best way to say something. How to say something without hurting my feelings.
“See, Harry? That’s the problem. I’d be completely reliant on you... In a new country... Without my family.”
It still hurt my feelings.
“Do you think I’d stop supporting you or something? That’s what it seems like to me and I just have no idea what would give you that notion. Remember what I told you, Piper. You and Andy are the most important things in the world to me. I’d give up everything I have to take care of you two and if you think us getting into stupid fights or something would result in me kicking you out onto the streets of London, you’ve got to be insane.”
She sighed once again and began to say something when the car came to a stop.
“Like I said, I’m thinking about it. Let’s not ruin the mood now, though, because I can see your mom from here and it looks like she’s bursting with excitement.”
I followed Piper’s gaze out the window, watching my mum and Gemma practically jump around while Robin tried to hold four bags at once. I chuckled and turned back to Piper.
“I love you, you know?”
She nodded and kissed me chastely, whispering against my mouth.
“I know.”
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of my own moaning. It only took me a few seconds to realize that Harry was lying on his stomach under the sheets, conveniently between my legs.
I came five times within an hour of being awake. After cuddling for a few minutes, Harry ordered an inhumane amount of breakfast foods mainly due to his indecisive nature. “Who can choose just one item when there are so many options?” he would say. Harry of course, refused to let me out of the room when the food arrived, and within two minutes of the knock on the door, Harry wheeled in a large cart covered in pastries, pancakes, meats, and juices. He pulled a bottle of champagne out of the ice tray and handed it to me.
“You do the honors.”
I smirked, knowing that he was just too nervous he’d break something; but, I opened it anyway. I tried to avoid the bubbles spilling onto the sheets by bringing it to my lips and catching as much as I could in my mouth, but streams of the carbonated wine trickled down my chest and Harry was quick to lick it off.
I scoffed and began to sit up, trying to push his body away from mine. It was impossible though. He took the bottle out of my hands and pressed his bare chest close to mine. He was wearing shorts and nothing else, while I was still completely naked. He took a swig of the champagne and swallowed it down heavily. His lips glistened from excess liquid and it would have been insane of me to not lean up and press my lips to his, basking in the flavor of his mouth. He then littered my jaw with soft kisses and a few gentle nips before slowly leaking more champagne on my chest. He moved his body down and sucked the droplets away, leaving marks in his wake. He continued this way down my torso, pushing the covers down as he got lower, so that I could always see him.
“This will never taste as good in orange juice as it does on your skin.”
I giggled, partially at his silly line, but mostly at his childish grin. Every time he tries to be sexy and commandeering, he comes off as an excited little boy. When he does’t try, though, god help us all.
“Hips up, babe.”
I obeyed instantly, because I was rather interested on where he planned on taking this. I had an
idea, at least. I lifted my hips off the mattress while he gripped my thighs until my hips were in the air. He pushed my legs back, but motioned for me to keep them together and I did. I trusted him and I would have done anything he’d asked me.
“Stay like this, love.”
I nodded and stared into his dark green eyes while they skim up and down my legs, which are over my head now, and stay fixated on my over-sensitive core. Without another word, Harry dripped some more champagne on my thighs. The droplets ran toward my entrance and the coolness against my clit made my breathing falter. Just like before, Harry’s tongue wasn’t far behind and he started at my thighs, licking, sucking, and kissing away every last bit. Once he got to my core, the liquid was dripping farther, down my spread ass. He seemed to notice, because he leaned down and licked a thin line along each side of my ass before fully assaulting my clit. He continued to pour more champagne in the same spot, driving me wild with the cool liquid, but even more so with his sinful mouth. I came apart in a matter of a few minutes, which was improbable due to my many orgasms nearly thirty minutes before. I laid there while Harry gathered a few of the plates from the cart, setting them on the bed.
“Are you going to eat off of me too, or is this going to be a sexless meal from here on out?”
I tried to sound sassy and annoyed, but I couldn’t possibly hide how blessed out I still was. Harry
smirked and tossed a grape into his mouth.
“Nah, I’ll give you a break.”
I rolled my eyes and sat up, fluffing the pillows behind my back. I let the covers fall, revealing my lack of clothing, because I honestly felt more comfortable around Harry than I had around anyone. I reached for an apple and took a bite as Harry scooted closer to me, pulling me to sit between his legs. We ate this way for about twenty minutes, picking at our food and just giving little pecks between conversations. When we were finished eating, we cleared the bed of plates and stayed in the same spot, cuddling and talking.
“So, there’s only a few more shows in the American tour.”
The way he said it made me feel as though my heart was stuck in my throat. I stifled a cry and felt
hurt that he’d bring it up, even though it is, of course, true.
“Piper, I didn’t mean for it to sound so negative-“
“But, it is, Harry. It sucks. We won’t see each other as much and like the past month has already
been hell without you.”
I nuzzled my head in his shoulder, trying to keep myself from sobbing. His thumbs gently glided
over my thighs, soothing me.
“I know, but who’s to say we can’t see each other more?”
My eyebrows furrowed closer together and I turned to my head to face him.
“How would that work exactly?”
He was silent for a moment and then he sighed, before scooting us both so that we were facing
each other, my legs draped over his own.
“Move to England with me.”
I was speechless. Of course we had talked about this sort of thing before, but we agreed that I
had school to finish and my family to worry about.
“Harry- I can’t just pick up and leave-“
“Why not? What’s really keeping you here- well, not here, but in Florida- oh, you know what I
mean.”
He was giddy and excited at just the thought, even though my expression was shooting him down immediately.
“School, my family, Riley...”
I wished I had more legitimate reasons to use because my list was small and not very convincing.
“You can go to school in London, your family is fine and they can visit anytime they want- hell, let’s move them out there with us- same goes for Riley. Liam wouldn’t complain.”
He all but winked at me and I couldn’t help but to feel his excitement in entertaining the idea.
“I don’t know, baby. I’ll think about it, I guess? But, I don’t see transferring schools and everything as advantageous right now.”
His smile fell a little and it broke my heart.
“But, I will really think about it, Harry. I promise.”
He grinned a bit more, but I could tell it was forced. I didn’t want to let him down, but I also couldn’t let myself down by becoming a girl that bases all of her happiness on a man. I leaned forward and kissed him passionately, letting my hands feel down his chest and land on the tight crotch of his jogging shorts.
“We only have about another 24 hours before your family gets here and our little escape is over; let’s make the best of it, alright?”
He smiled against my lips wickedly and nodded, pressing his forehead against mine.
“Couldn’t have thought of a better idea myself.”
_________________
HARRY’S P.O.V.
Those twenty-four hours passed too damn fast and I was practically wishing for just an hour more of alone time, but we were also both excited to see my parents and Gemma again. In the back of a town car with Piper on our way to the airport, I had more time to think about her response to my wanting her to move in with me. I just felt like we were at a place in our relationship that was appropriate for that step. Of course, her living in America made it a bigger decision.
“Penny for your thoughts?”
I grinned and leaned over to kiss her forehead. I squeezed her hand softly and glanced out the
window as we neared the airport.
“Just a lot on my mine, sweetheart. Nothing bad; promise.”
She eyed me in worry, not believing me. I wasn’t lying, though. There was nothing wrong with her
uncertainty on such an important matter, even if I was let-down by it.
“Alright; I just want to make sure.”
She smiled skeptically and I pulled her closer into my arms.
We had spent the evening with everyone at the hotel, so as to not come off as rude and unable to
control our sexual desires. We totally were; right?
No one was upset with us. Liam and Riley had taken Piper’s family to lunch and a broadway play
the day before, so they hardly noticed we were gone. Karen took Andy ice skating and they spent the evening with Lou and Lux. Overall, our time locked away in the suite was much needed and didn’t hurt anyone.
“Harry, about the whole moving to England thing: I just want you to know that I really am thinking
about it, okay? It’s just a really big decision and there’s so much to worry about. Like, how will I pay for school and what about the cost of moving and everything. Plus, I’ve always tried so hard to not be the girl who does everything to be with a guy, because girls like that- they always get hurt.”
I was shocked, really. How could she possibly think of our relationship like that?
“Piper, you don’t think I’d ever hurt you, do you?”
She was still momentarily, but soon shook her head, ‘no’.
“I promise, I wouldn’t. Also, what the hell are you worrying about tuition and moving costs for? I
want you out there so bad, Piper. I would never dream of letting you spend a pound on anything.”
She sighed and I could tell that she was thinking of the best way to say something. How to say something without hurting my feelings.
“See, Harry? That’s the problem. I’d be completely reliant on you... In a new country... Without my family.”
It still hurt my feelings.
“Do you think I’d stop supporting you or something? That’s what it seems like to me and I just have no idea what would give you that notion. Remember what I told you, Piper. You and Andy are the most important things in the world to me. I’d give up everything I have to take care of you two and if you think us getting into stupid fights or something would result in me kicking you out onto the streets of London, you’ve got to be insane.”
She sighed once again and began to say something when the car came to a stop.
“Like I said, I’m thinking about it. Let’s not ruin the mood now, though, because I can see your mom from here and it looks like she’s bursting with excitement.”
I followed Piper’s gaze out the window, watching my mum and Gemma practically jump around while Robin tried to hold four bags at once. I chuckled and turned back to Piper.
“I love you, you know?”
She nodded and kissed me chastely, whispering against my mouth.
“I know.”
Notes
Wow, it's been so long that I honestly don't know what to say. Thank you, if you're reading this, for having patience and waiting an entire month for this update. I am so so so sorry for the delay and thank you for not giving up on me! Love you all!I've been hella busy. I graduated with my AA degree last week and finals were killer, especially since these classes determined whether I finished my degree or not and blah blah, very boring stuff... but, things at home are a little better (for those of you who have asked about me, thanks... you're all so sweet) <3
Anyway, ONLY THREE chapters left in this book before the sequel. Hopefully, I can shock you all at the end, and sorry in advance for any unwarranted emotions! xoxo.. I'll update again soon (finally on break from school for the whole summer wooooooo)
This is my happy dance: (No, but seriously... he's so cute)
I'm very sorry for this one... it's too hot 
@jasyjas18
awwww thank you so much! where is this awards nomination? lol I didn't know about it, but thank you so much!!!! :) I'm gonna start the sequel now ;) should be up today or tomorrow!
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