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Forever Young

10

My next 24 hours were spent in a Harry Styles wonderland. After catching our parents in a rather compromising position, Harry took me down to an empty bedroom and put me in a compromising position of my own. We spent the next few hours popping his mother’s Xanax like it was candy and exploring each other’s bodies in a half-awake-half-asleep state.

“I don’t know why,” Harry said, laying between my thighs and trailing kisses as he spoke, “But every time I take this shit—”

Harry’s words were muffled and I could feel him smirking against me as I gasped loudly. His hand forced my thigh down, earning another moan from me. He dipped his head down, slithering his tongue up as his muffled sentiment continued, “—My dick stays hard for hours.”

His tongue divulged further, making me cry out even louder, “It’s like I’m superman,” He said, perching himself up on his hands, and sliding himself up my body to squeeze his lips onto mine. “Shhhh,” He demanded with a small smirk.

I forced my hand up to lock in his hair, his lips hovered over mine. Harry pressed himself into me, inch by inch, “OH god!” I whimpered, gripping my nails into his shoulder

“I said, be quiet,” He whispered hoarsely, smashing his lips to mine and thrusting into me harder. I tugged at his hair, moaning against his mouth with a mixture of pain and pleasure from each little movement. “Fuck,” Harry groaned, his lips popping off mine to move down to my neck.

“H-Harry, I can’t-t,” I let out loudly, letting the pleasure overtake my body as my cries got louder with each oncoming thrust. Harry’s hand moved to cover my mouth as his lips moved to nip at my earlobe.

“Shhhh,” He breathed out into my ear, “I’m so fucking close, baby,” He muttered incoherently, keeping his hand tightly covered over my mouth to silence my impending groans.

He moved his hand briefly, to close his lips over mine in a hard kiss as he sped up his thrusting, sweat dripping off of his body onto mine. I squirmed beneath him, grabbing onto his skin and the sheets in my efforts to stabilize myself as the pleasure overtook all my senses. I let out another whimper. A knock sounded on the door, leaving Harry momentarily stunned, with his hand back to covering my mouth, as I convulsed beneath him.

A second knock sounded, followed by Oliver’s voice piercing through the door, “Harry.”

Harry reluctantly pulled himself off of me and collapsed down next to me, I rolled over, throwing my arm around his torso and resting my head on his chest with a small kiss, “Harry,” Oliver’s voice sounded again. “Mom wants you upstairs, she says it’s important...”

A third course of knocks sounded, “Fucking, okay! I got it,” Harry snapped angrily. He placed a kiss on the top of my head and rolled off the bed with a sigh, “I’m going to have blue balls all fuckin’ day,” Harry muttered with a small frown, tossing a hoodie into my direction.

I laid motionless on the bed with a dreamy, dazed smile, “I’m pretty happy,” I chuckled.

Harry sent a mock glare my way as a small smile adorned his lips, “Well I’m happy I can satisfy you,” He said as he stepped into a pair of sweatpants, not bothering to throw on any boxers. He walked over, leaning down to capture my lips, “Maybe after breakfast we can take a shower and—”

“I can’t have any more sex,” I whined, “you broke me.”

Harry chuckled with a triumphant smirk as he moved his hand to place a gentle slap on my ass, “Well, you were not too shabby for a first timer.” He kissed me again, “I still have so much to teach you,” He mumbled against my mouth.

I playfully pushed him off, “My main focus right now is managing to walk straight in front of our parents.” I frowned at him, “You promised you would be gentle.”

“Trust me baby, that was gentle,” Harry said cockily, capturing my lips with his. “Want me to kiss it better?”

His gaze landed on mine, igniting the flame within me as I grabbed his face in my hands and kissed him, “Well when you put it that way,” I teased against his lips, laying back and pulling him down on top of me.

A round of knocks at the door had Harry pulling away with a grunt, “What?!”

“Harry Edward Styles, you get your butt upstairs right now!”

“Fuck,” Harry mumbled at his mother’s angry voice, “okay, mom, just give me a second please,” He called out and turned back to me with the same sadness in his eyes as a little boy who couldn’t have an extra slice of cake.

I leaned up and kissed his lips, “Go deal with her and then come take care of me.”

“You got it, boss.”

XXX

I sat at the dinner table across from Cassie and next to Harry, with my hand on his leg. My mother and his father ran off together in the dead of the night for a so-called ‘business trip,’ leaving Harry’s mom to deal with the news that Harry and I had delved into the territory past what is considered a ‘normal friendship.’ She eyed us like a hawk as she topped off her wine and took a long sip. Harry smirked, moving his hand on top of mine and sliding my hand to the bulge that was in his pants.

I jumped at the sudden movement, “All right,” I snatched my hand back to myself as Amelia started speaking, “You two are not allowed to be within three feet of each other.”

Oliver and Cassie looked amused as Amelia shot to her feet and yanked Harry up to his, grabbing his chair and moving it as far away from me as she could, “Mom you’re being a little outrageous,” Harry argued earning a light smack in return.

“You are crazy if you think I am going to let you two have sex under my roof,” She said, moving back to her wine and taking another long drink before reaching for the bottle to top the glass off again.

“Mom don’t worry, we would never do that,” Harry said reassuringly as he took a bite of his steak, “besides, Alexis is a virgin, she wouldn’t put out anyway.”

Oliver shot me a smirk as He and Harry chuckled, I looked at Harry like he was a lunatic as his mother shook her head and stood up, “You are your father’s son.” She slurred, grabbing the second, unopened wine bottle off the table, along with her glass and walking off towards the living room, muttering to herself, “That prick left me here with four hormonal—”

Her voice cut off as she left the room, “Mom’s drunk,” Harry stated with a laugh as he stood to his feet, walking over to he refrigerated liquor cabinet and pulling out bottle of Patrón, “I give it twenty minutes until she finishes that bottle and is out for the night,” He smirked, popping the cork off and setting it down on to the table.

“Now we need some limes for our fiesta,” He said, excitement flowing through his voice as danced to the conjoining kitchen and began raiding the fridge.

“You know out of the two of you, I really wouldn’t have pegged Alexis to be the innocent one,” Oliver said, grinning slyly as Cassie his him in the arm.

“Don’t worry, bro, Alexis isn’t that innocent,” Harry said, returning with the limes, a plate and a knife. He plops a wet kiss to my cheek before sitting down to cut the limes, “Oli, will you get us some shot glasses?”

“Hold on,” I said, speaking over Harry and shooting an accusatory look to Cassie and Oliver, “How long have you two been having sex?”

“We are not havin—”

Oliver cut Cassie off with a gleaming smile, “We might as well tell them, Cass,” He said, stepping to his feet and walking behind her to massage her shoulders, “It started happening a few weeks after you guys moved here, but we made it official last week.”

“You have been fucking Oliver and you didn’t tell me,” I snapped at my sister, feeling my voice rise slightly as Harry left to go get the shot glasses himself.

“You don’t tell me anything, why should I tell you?” She shot me a smirk, knowing fully well that I was angry at her for not telling me about her sex life. My 17 year old sister lost her virginity before I did and now she was not only the smart and talented one, she was the promiscuous one too.

I wanted to slap the stupid smug look off her face, but I brushed it off with an eye roll as Harry returned and began filling up the glasses, “Stop it you two, it’s fiesta time!”