I sat up and crawled over to him, laying down beside him. I rested my head on his chest and I felt a familiar set of lips press against my forehead. I rested my hand against Harry's stomach, and couldn't help but want the clothing that was stopping our skin from touching, gone. I began to feel those same lips plotting kisses down my neck, making Harry's body turn to hover over mine. He gently sucked on the side of my neck, making me close my eyes in pleasure. My heart began beating so fast I was sure that even Harry could feel it. He started running his hands up and down my body and slowly slipped them underneath my shirt. I could feel him smile against my skin as his hands unclipped the back of my bra. I were nervous. Nervous wasn't even enough to explain how I was feeling. I was a virgin and I barely knew him, but everything felt so right when I was with him.

He pulled his mouth away from my neck and stared down at me, regret filling his eyes. "I'm sorry.. I, we don't have to do th-" He began to say. I cut him off by giving him a sweet kiss. I looked up and saw love and passion in his eyes, which was quite odd. There was no way in hell he loved me, or ever could, but it made me feel secure knowing he wasn't one of those guys who just used me. At least I was hoping.

I pushed him over so he was laying on his back and I was now straddling him. As confident as I could, I started to lift his shirt up over his head, and he let me. I tossed it to the ground and connected my lips with his. I felt a big hand run along the start of my overly big sweatpants, which made them a lot easier to get off. I started to shake. I brought my small hands down to his belt, slowly unhooking it. I pulled his belt through the hoops of his jeans and tossed it onto the floor. I felt his lips leave mine and I looked down to see an upset look spread across his face.

"I," He sighed. "I didn't bring you into my room for this, I promise you. I didn't even know this would start happening.." He looked up at me, keeping his eyes locked on mine. "I mean don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining at all.." He smirked shyly. "But I don't want you thinking this is why I want you here." I completely melted at how caring he was towards me. He was so sweet and this only made me want him more.

"Thank you." Was all I could manage to say.

He gave me a nervous smile and let out a sigh, bringing his lips back to mine. I tried to control my shaky hands as I slowly unbottoned his jeans, pulling them off his body. I rested my head against Harry's forehead and watched as he gently grabbed my hand, placing it on top of his boxers. I closed my eyes as he began to move my hand in slow circles, feeling him grow beneath my touch. I finally gained enough confidence to move my hand from his, and pull down the one piece of material that was stopping him from being completely naked underneath me. I buried my face in his chest when I saw how big he was, knowing he was going to hurt me. I didn't want Harry to know I was a virgin, but it seemed I had no choice. I felt him flip me over so he was now on top of me, slipping his long fingers into my underwear, pulling them down from my body. He didn't hesitate as he pulled the last piece of clothing from me, tossing it to the small pile at the side of the bed. He gently ran his fingertips along the inside of my thigh, causing me to freeze.

"Just try to relax, love.." He whispered softly. I've already done this before, I've just never went all the way, as in actually had sex. My nerves were 100 times more frantic since this was now Harry touching me. Harry Styles. The boy through out my four years of high school, who I've had a crush on, and hadn't seen since graduation. That was before the summer, and it was now slowly becoming fall, which meant college would be starting up soon. I felt my legs part from each other, as he slowly slid his finger inside of me. I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling the familiar pleasure forming. I bit down on my lip as he added a second finger, pumping in and out of me slowly. It was torture. It was too slow. And it was all over way too quickly as he gently leaned down, pressing his warm body onto mine. He gave me a few small kisses and saw the worried look plastered across my face. His brows furrowed together, and it wasn't hard to tell that he was upset. Upset with himself.

"Please." I whispered, looking up at him. "Please don't be upset, I want this to be with you." A smile instantly lit up his face. He nodded his head and reached across his bed to grab something from his nightstand. His hands escaped under the covers, I assumed to put the condom on. He brought his free hand up to my face, caressing it gently, while his other hand was placing his tip at my entrance.

"Please tell me if I'm hurting you.. the last thing I want to do is hurt you, so please tell me." And with that, he gently pushed himself inside of me. I bit my lip at the discomfort, but nodded my head to assure him. He slowly began to move his hips, planting small kisses down my collarbone, trying his hardest to distract me from the pain. I tangled my hands in his hair, letting him ease the pain. I was so shocked with myself, I didn't even want to know how Audrey would react. Yes, it was pretty whoreish sleeping with someone I had just started talking to, but it was my first time, and having my first time with Harry was definitely not going to be a regret. More like a tick off of my bucketlist. The groans leaving Harry's mouth got my attention, leaving me from my thoughts. I couldn't even lie, hearing Harry moan and knowing I was the reason for it was the hottest thing I've ever witnessed.

"Any minute.." He panted.

As much as I desperately wished I could feel him release inside of me, he spilt himself into the condom and pulled himself out from me fast, letting his back hit the bed. After a couple minutes of silence, I turned onto my side to look at Harry. He finally opened his eyes and turned his head to the side, smiling at me. He reached his arms out for me, gently pulling my body close to his. I winced at the pain between my legs, trying to make it not so obvious.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, pressing his lips to the top of my head. "And thank you."

I turned my head and stared into his beautiful eyes, "For what?"

"For letting me take that from you. For letting me be your first. I'm so grateful." A sweet smile spread across his face. He was everything a girl could ask for. He was so loveable and so caring. He was so sweet and gentle. He was absolutely irresistible, but suddenly sadness spread through my body once I realized, he wasn't mine.

Notes

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