Hiii guys, I just want to quickly say that this chapter is mainly written to refresh your memories about why and how Seth is seen as a threat to Harry. Enjoy though :)

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I felt my eyes widen in shock as I desperately tried to form words. I sat there silent, watching Harry grow more impatient by the second. His entire face was hardened into a glare, though his hand softened beneath mine once he realized it was causing me pain. I felt a frown form on my lips, and instead of desperately trying to get Harry to understand, I suddenly felt completely drained.

"Harry, I had no idea he was going to be here." I half lied, as I stared back at him. "You know I wouldn't have come if I knew."

His face held no emotion except disgust. "Do I?" He spat.

I flinched at his words, breaking my gaze away from his intense stare. He let out a throaty groan and I watched as he leaned his head against the steering wheel, from the corner of my eye.

"Fucking hell.." He cursed, lifting and dropping his head repeatedly. I hesitantly reached over the console and gently placed my hand on his thigh, surprised that he hasn't shrugged it off yet.

"Harry, please stop." I pause, my voice small. "I understand that you don't like him, I don't either but he's never actually done anything..." I quickly regret saying those words the minute I see Harry lift his head, anger and annoyance clear on his face. His chest began to rise and fall more erratically, his nostrils flaring. If we weren't in this situation right now, I'd tease him about how cute it is.

"He's never done anything? Emma he fucking wants you!" He began to raise his voice.

"But he doesn't have me Harry, you do." I emphasized the last two words, squeezing his thigh in reassurance. I watched as his features slowly began to soften, his face now drained and hopeless.

"You think that's going to stop him? It's not, Emma.. I don't trust him." His green eyes blazed into mine, his voice coming out nothing higher than a whisper.

"I wouldn't let him do anything Harry, he's never even tried." My desperation returned. I wanted nothing more than to stop fighting, especially on Christmas Eve.

"I fucking watched him try while I stood behind the two of you at the frat party, and on the double date, so don't give me any of that bullshit." His voice began to tremble and I did the only thing I could think of to stop him, I kissed him.

His body tensed but the minute I pulled myself over the console to straddle his lap, his lips began moving with mine. He secured each of my legs around his lap, before pulling my face closer to his. His lips moved roughly against mine, his big hands cupping each side of my face, preventing me from moving. His warm body was pressed firmly against mine, his one hand slowly moving away from me. Seconds later, our bodies fell back as Harry reclined the seat flat back. A gasp left my lips, my chest pressed firmly onto Harry's as his hands dragged my hips forward, pressing me down harder onto his. Another small gasp left my lips, but no cocky grin or smirk was plastered on Harry's face this time. He stared up at me with an unreadable expression before reconnecting his lips with mine. He forced his tongue through my parted lips, roughly caressing it with my own. I involuntarily moaned, his hands moving my hips over his tight jeans, pressing me down to feel his growing bulge. I whimpered against his lips, astonished at how fast I desperately needed him, physically. I knew this wasn't right, I knew we should be talking it out, but I couldn't bring myself to stop him. My chest was briefly elevated and my jacket was quickly unbuttoned, and pulled from around me.

"I love you," He mumbled, trailing his lips down my neck. "I need you." He harshly bit at the skin just above my collarbone, knowing he was purposely leaving a mark but I could care less at this moment. He soothed the aching skin with his tongue, running it over the reddened area before leaving a small kiss against it. His hands trailed back up my torso, pausing over my clothed breasts. He bucked his hips up, forcing me to feel the restraint in his jeans. Another moan left my lips once his hands started kneading my nipples from over my shirt. I was sure it was well past 6 o'clock now, and I was well aware that we were still parked outside of Audrey's house. I knew I needed to be inside, but every bit of self control I had, melted away.

"Harry.." I groaned, trying to form words to stop him, but the pleasure was overtaking my body.

"Baby," He cooed, his hands pulling my sweater over my head. "You feel that?" He whispered, his warm breath hitting my ear as he bucked his hips up again. My moan muffled against his skin, my head hiding in the crook of his neck. His fingers slowly unclasped my bra, sliding the straps down each of my arms before bringing his warm mouth to my now exposed skin. My eyes squeezed shut and I was suddenly thankful that he owned a car with tinted windows. My hands tugged at the sides of his jacket, desperately needing the fabric gone. His mouth slipped from my breast as he quickly sat up, shrugging his jacket off of his shoulders before pulling his thin shirt over his head. He laid back down, pulling my bare chest back against his before pressing his lips to mine. His lips moved tortuously slow against mine, his teeth nibbling on my bottom lip. His warm hands slipped inbetween our close bodies and unbottoned the front of my jeans.

"Harry, we shouldn't be doing this.." I murmured against his lips, my words speaking for me but my actions encouraging him to continue.

"I need you." He repeated, drawing back to look up into my eyes. "I love you so fucking much it's to the point where it scares me every day," He paused, his words causing my heart to flutter. "I'm sorry for being a prick and I'm aware you're supposed to be inside right now, but he's not who you think he is Emma, I know him a lot better than you think I do. I need you right now."

My brows furrowed in confusion but before I could ask him what he meant, his lips were back to assaulting my own. I needed to know what he meant, but the more his lips and hands moved against my body, the more lost I got in his touch. I felt like putty in his hands, my body reacted in any way he'd like. My jeans and panties were quickly pulled down my waist and peeled from my legs, leaving me completely bare. I sat up straight, shifting my hips so I was sitting further down his thighs. I slowly unbuckled his belt, pulling in through the loops. His green eyes bore into mine the entire time I undressed him. After disregarding the clothing, I gently placed my hand on the fabric of his boxer briefs. I began to slowly palm him through the fabric, feeling how hard he was from beneath my hand. His breath hitched as I carefully applied more pressure, his eyes fluttering, but never leaving mine.

"Please." He hissed, his voice shaky. I smiled at his vulnerable state, happy that for once, he was the one begging. I quickly pulled the elastic strap down his legs, causing his erection to slap hard against his stomach. I suddenly felt shy as I felt my cheeks begin to heat, knowing that I was the one who did this to him.

"Please, baby.." I brought my eyes back up to his face, his strained voice catching my attention. His face looked almost pained, begging for me to touch him. I nodded my head, a shy smile taking over my lips as I scooted my body closer up his thighs. I let out a shaky breath before cupping him in my one hand. A low groan came from the back of his throat just from the small contact, making me feel more confident. I gently circled his tip with my thumb, rubbing the pre cum down his thick length. I pumped him a few times before lifting myself to my knees and straddling his slim waist. He brushed my hand away, replacing it with his own as he placed himself just below me. His eyes burned into mine as I gradually lowered myself onto him. I watch his lips part, only for mine to mimic it seconds later, satisfied with the fullness I was feeling. He paused, giving me time to adjust. The pain subsided as he continued to stretch me. I slowly nodded my head, and with that, the familiar burning feeling in the pit of my stomach returned.

"Oh.." I squeaked, his hands beginning to lift my hips, only for his own to forcefully meet with mine every time I sink back down. A small whimper left my lips as I brought my gaze down to the boy underneath me. His bottom lip was inbetween his teeth, the crease in his forehead deepening with each movement, his skin becoming slightly sticky. I placed my hands flat on his chest, beginning to move my hips on my own. His hands now rested on my hips rather than controlling them, a raspy groan escaping his soft, parted lips. He continued to buck his hips up every time I sank back down, hitting deeper inside me each time.

"Fuck.." Harry whispered, his hands moving my hips again, his heavy breath falling onto my shoulder as I was routinely hoisted and lowered onto him. I could feel his rapid heartbeat from beneath my hand, making my insides feel giddy. I gently traced my fingertips along his tattooed collarbone, feeling his eyes focusing on my face. I slowly looked up at him from under my lashes, watching his adam's apple bob as he swallowed. He began to move his hips faster beneath me, causing me to scream out in pleasure.

"Harry.." I panted, feeling my stomach tighten as my walls clenched around him.

"I'm so close," He breathed out, throwing his head back and clamping his eyes shut. I could feel my legs shaking and with the sound of his struggled moan, I let go around him. I pressed my chest firmly against his, our sweat mixing together as he spilled himself inside of me. His hips slowed beneath me, my face pressed against his chest, listening as his heartbeat began to steady.

"I love you.." I mumbled against his skin, tilting my head so my chin rested on his chest as I looked up at him. His eyes were a light shade of green, glowing from the street lights that were surrounding the car. He gently cupped my face in his hands, giving me a small but long kiss.

"I love you too." He replied. I wanted no more than to stay like this, but I knew I had to go. I slowly sat up straight, lifting myself up from his lap. I shivered at the loss of contact as he was pulled out of me, before reaching for my bra and shirt. I quickly dressed myself, feeling a pair of eyes watching me the entire time. When I brought my gaze back to him, he was still laying in the same position, bare.

"You know I still have to go, Harry..." My voice came out small, and I watched as he briefly closed his eyes before giving me a firm nod. I frowned and gave him a quick kiss before looking at the dashboard. 6:18PM. I sighed and pulled my shoes back over my feet.

"Harry?" I asked, looking over at him once more. A few seconds passed before he hummed. "Will you stay with me tonight? At my house?" I hesitantly asked, but chose to continue. "Wake up on Christmas morning with me?"

I wasn't sure if he'd be spending Christmas alone, still not knowing where his mother stands in his life. A few more seconds passed by before a smile grew on his face. He nodded his head.

"Yes," He paused. "I would like that."

I smiled and watched as he sat up, bringing the seat with him. He gently pressed his lips against mine before reaching for his clothes.

"Alright go, text me when you're ready to leave and I'll pick you up." He smiled, pulling his shirt back over his head. I grinned, happy that he was finally okay. I nodded my head before opening up the door. I looked back at him once more, yelling an I love you before dreadfully walking up the steps to Audrey's house. Well, this will be interesting.

Notes

What did you think of this chapter? I literally wrote it at 4:30AM. Thank my dog, he was sound asleep in my bed and I didn't have the heart to wake him :)

Do you think Harry is just overprotective or does he possibly have a past with Seth?

Sex scenes, yes or no? I really don't want to lose any subscribers from them so please speak up!

I did not plan for this chapter to be like this, but I received a comment on my previous chapter about Seth, asking how he was a threat so I thought I would refresh your memories. Hope you enjoyed! Please comment your feedback!

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