Cassie’s POV:

I woke up with a jolt, feeling a heavy arm around my naked waist. I groaned a bit and pressed my naked body against the one spooning me. Me thoughts arranged themselves and my heart dropped a few stories when I realised what had happened…

Harry and me… me and Harry… we had sex.

Flashback:

Our lips were locked on each other’s and our bodies pressed tightly against the cool wall of the elevator as we sped up. Every bug-like flying creature possible was roaming around in my stomach, and I felt myself becoming dizzy with excitement. This was… the best I’ve ever felt. When I kissed Harry, it felt like a damn broke loose, and all the feelings, all the passion, all the lust and longing I had been holding back surfaced.

His hands expertly slid across my ready body until he reached my most intimate spot. I gasped slightly as he cheekily removed my tiny panties, ripping them open on one side. We both watched as they slid to the floor, and, giving him a challenging grin, I ripped away his jacket and slid his shirt above his head. Bringing my mouth down, I caressed his nipples as I slowly kneeled down in front of him. My hands slid over the huge bulge in his pants and I gave him a lovely look, before the doors opened.

He reached down and lifted me up in his arms, and I slung my legs around his waist, my dress now so far up, my wet womanhood was pressed tightly against his jeans. We made our way to his bedroom, kissing like there was no tomorrow, where he flung me on the bed while undressing himself. I leant back and enjoyed the show. Grinning, he came towards me and lowered himself onto me. His hand reached around to undo the zipper of my dress and I took it off without ever breaking eye contact. I wasn’t wearing a bra, and we were now both equally naked.

“You’re so beautiful, it actually fucking hurts,” Harry whispered darkly. I smiled and our gazes locked.

“Harry?” I asked timidly.

“Yeah?” he asked back. My cheeky grin appeared.

“Will you fuck me, please?” I asked with an innocent voice. He gasped lightly before chuckling.

“I will fuck you so hard you won’t know what hit you,” he gave back before his hard cock entered me without a warning. I let out a loud groan while my body adjusted to his size. No foreplay then, I guess. It was not like I needed it, though. I was ready as can be. His hungry mouth found mine and we kissed, licked and sucked the hell out of each other. My hips started moving with his in unison, and I had to detach myself from him to free my moans.

“God, Harry,” I groaned loudly while running my fingers through his hair.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he growled while thrusting into me again. I gasped for air and felt my insides tingle with joy. He was fucking fantastic. My nails clung to his back and suddenly, he flipped us over.

“Ride hard, Cassie,” he whispered and my eyes widened for a moment before I began rhythmically grinding my hips against his body. He closed his eyes with pleasure and grabbed onto my hipbones for support. From there on, his hands wandered up to massage my breasts. I arched my back and melted into his touch. Our movements became faster and faster, and I felt that I was close. Harry saw the look in my eyes, and grinned cheekily before he brought his right hand down to my clit. When his touch hit, I screamed loudly and fell apart on top of him as the waves of my orgasm took over my body. I didn’t stop riding him, and shortly after I had reached my height, he spilled himself into me.

After that, we both froze, and I looked at him with wide eyes, hands resting on his chest. Slowly, I got up and lay down beside him. We were both breathing heavily. His arm found my hips and he drew me against him. We made eye contact. He had a happy expression on his face, whereas mine was a bit confused.

“I…” I started, but he cut me off.

“No talking about this. Let’s enjoy tonight, love,” he interrupted. I swallowed hard, but then just nodded before his mouth found mine again. He tasted so good…

We made out for a few minutes before our bodies were ready again.

“Round two,” Harry announced cockily before he slid down and buried his face in between my thighs. I literally didn’t know what hit me when his tongue made contact and his luscious curls pressed against the sensitive skin on my legs. It didn’t take long until he shot me off the edge a second time…

And that was how we continued on basically the whole night. At one point, I lost count on how many times I had climaxed, it was just heavenly.

Back to present:

Harry’s steady breathing caressed my naked shoulder and I sighed softly. My body was slightly sore from our nightly activities, but it was a good feeling. The only thing that made me uneasy was the impending talk with Harry. What were we now? What will we be in the future? Our relationship had functioned good on this friendship we had, but now, things were definitely different.

Plus, we were all leaving New York as of tomorrow. I would be going straight to Iceland, and the boys would continue on to LA before going back to the UK. And in my case, Iceland literally meant at the edge of the world, out of reach. The contract I had signed had warned me that the locations we would be shooting at were so remote, it was literally impossible to communicate to the outside world. I was in for a hard time, but I had been willing to deal with it. Of course, I didn’t have Harry back then. Fucking hell.

Harry beside me began stirring, and started kissing my neck. I smiled happily and moved against him.

“Mornin’” he grumbled. I turned around in his arms, facing his beautiful, sleepy face.

“Hey there,” I greeted back. He kissed the tip of my nose and I scrunched it up slightly.

“You’re adorable,” he commented at that. I pinched him in the waist.

“Stop it, Harry,” I said weakly. He let out a loud laugh and pulled closer, pressing me against his broad chest.

“Last night was…,” he started off and paused a moment.

“Fucking fantastic?” I gave him a possible answer. He grinned broadly.

“Exactly,” he stated before he kissed me hard. “I need you, Cassie,” he then said after his mouth left mine. The mood changed from playful to serious. I frowned slightly and tried hard to hold back the tears.

“I need you too, Harry, but… it’s the worst possible moment for this to happen,” I said. He nodded.

“I know, Cass. I know,” he sadly said. We stayed silent for a few minutes, enjoying each other’s touch and thinking hard about what to say next.

“So what do we do now? Do you think we could survive in the real world?” I asked him.

“The real world?” he asked back.

“Yeah… you know - the world outside this apartment. Fans, media, paparazzi, long distances,” I filled him in.

“I have no idea. We have such a busy schedule at the moment, and yours is not much better, I guess?” he asked and I shook my head.

“I’ll be in Iceland for the next three months. We’re shooting every day out in the wilderness. No cell phone, no PC, nothing,” I said. His arms tightened around me.

“I can’t imagine life without you… but I know it’s impossible to be together now,” he finally said. At that moment, I had given up the fight against the tears and they were streaming freely down my face. “Cass… please don’t cry,” he then whispered when he saw me crumbling down.

“What do we do now, Harry?” I asked him with a pleading voice. Our situation was just horrible.

“As much as I hate to say it, but maybe we should wait,” he suggested. I cocked up an eyebrow.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Well… we should wait until our schedules become a little bit less insane. Until we can be together the way we deserve to be,” he then said.

“You think that would work?” I asked still sceptical.

“I hope so. I think it’s the only way. I love you so much, Cassie, but you deserve so much better than I can give you the next few months. I want you to get treated the way you deserve, and I know that I will fuck it up,” he gave me a speech. “And I don’t want to fuck us up. I want to be with you. Forever, if possible,” he confessed. I literally couldn’t breathe for a short moment at his words.

“You do?” I asked, hopeful now. He nodded.

“Yes, Cassie. You are so beautiful, so unique, so… perfect for me. I feel like I’ve come home, finally,” he said. I looked at him for a short second before I crashed my lips down on his. Harry Styles loves me and wants to be with me. I was one lucky girl.

“Me too, Harry, me too,” I whispered against his lips and we both smiled goofily at each other despite the fuck-up our lives were right now. He kissed my forehead softly and started humming a song. I closed my eyes and enjoyed being in Harry’s arms.

“I have an idea,” Harry said a few minutes later.

“Spill it,” I encouraged him. He propped himself up on one elbow and studied my face.

“I’d say, we should meet again every couple of months. Just to see where we stand. No obligations, nothing until then,” he proposed. I mimicked his pose and played with his hand.

“So with ‘no obligations’… do you mean what I think you do?” I ask, my heart aching a bit.

“I wouldn’t want to stand in the way if you met someone who would fit you better than I do,” he reasoned. I huffed and slapped his arm playfully.

“That’s sweet talk for ‘I need my sexy time, with or without you’,” I confronted him.

“And that, too. But they won’t mean anything. You know that, do you?” he asked, now slightly worried. I smiled encouragingly.

“I do. But I’ll get jealous anyway,” I said earnestly. He laughed and pressed me against him.

“Well, you can do whatever you want, love. Who knows, maybe I’ll get jealous?” he gave back. His hard cock pressed challengingly against my thighs. Harry’s eyes glazed over in lust, and I knew that the serious part of our conversation was already over.

“Are you proposing some sick game of ‘look who I fucked, are you jealous now?’” I asked him. His hand slid down and parted my legs, resting on my most intimate spot. I let out a soft moan. He started trailing kisses down my neck, covering the tiny bite marks he left the night before. He bit into my shoulder line, hard, getting me turned on badly.

“As long as I’m the one who makes you moan like that, love. As long as no matter how many you fuck, I am the only one who gets to fuck you properly,” he said with a dark tone in his voice and I literally melted in his hands. Wanting, he thrusted into me again and I felt my world collapse…

Yes, Harry and me… we were meant to be together. I had no doubt in that.

Notes

sooooo.... this was the last chapter that played in New York.

• are you excited about Harry and Cassie?
• do you want them to be together in the future?
• what do you think will happen next?

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