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London Calling

First Day Of My Life (Bright Eyes)

Harry

GOOD MORNING. WHOA.
"What are you doing baby?" I asked after I’d lifted the blanket off of Annie’s head. She had this grin that was unbelievable. She was so beautiful and seemed so proud of herself. She had definitely surprised the hell out of me this morning.
"I failed at reciprocating the incredible orgasm you gave me last night. Thought I'd make up for it this morning."
"It's not even 6:00 baby. You should still be sleeping.” I was tired and slightly hungover, which my voice completely gave away. Although my still growing erection didn’t seem to care. "You've got to have a terrible hangover. You don’t have to do this."
"First of all, I want to do this. I thought maybe we could have a little fun before the rest of this place woke up and then sleep a bit more. I'm not tired really, I just want you." I leaned towards her and placed my hands on her cheeks kissing her.
"I wanted to be a gentleman." I really did want to be a gentleman and still would be if I could get away with lying about not wanting to take her right now but that wasn’t something I could physically lie about; the evidence was noticeably between us.
"Honey, six months of being a kind, sweet gentleman was enough. Now I want to have my way with you. So if you're done with my lips they'd like to get back to business." I laughed in to her mouth as I kissed her again.
"By all means," I said gesturing at my now fully erect member. She kissed me again before kissing down my chest and stomach, taking me in to her mouth again. I nearly came from the immediate sensation. After a few more minutes my breathing was growing ragged and I knew that I couldn’t hold on for much longer. "Baby...baby...stop."
"What?" she asked sitting up and looking at me. "I'm obviously not done yet."
"Oh you are. You're done...for now," I said pulling her towards me so I could bring her lips to mine. I reached to where I had laid the condoms the prior night and tore one from the strip. I opened the wrapper and she took it from my hands sliding it on to me in a slow, seductive manner. My hands found their way to her hips and slowly lowered her body on to my length. The feeling of being inside her was incredible. It was so completely different and better than my few naughty dreams had allowed me to imagine. My hands were locked on her hips as she anchored herself to my chest. As I could feel her begin to tighten and her orgasm approach she sped up her movements and began to moan. She came apart, falling on to my chest before I had a chance to reach my own climax. She sat up after catching her breath and started to move faster again coaxing my orgasm out of me as I began to grope and paw at her breasts. "I'm almost there."
"So...so...so am I." She barely spit out before my body began to shudder, my orgasm ripping through my body. It caused her to climax for a second time. She fell back on to my chest and I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tightly to my body. I gently kissed her forehead.
"I am glad you didn't let me be a gentleman. That was quite the wakeup call." I slid out of her discarding the condom in to the bin next to the bed before holding her close on my chest again. We lay still for a few moments, neither speaking, just breathing in sync with each other. I had been fantasizing about this moment since the first time we met. It was more incredible than I had imagined. Six months of flirtation and lead up meant something powerful. I wonder if she was feeling the same thing. Or maybe if she was like me and wondering which of us was going to break the silence and speak first. I wasn’t quite sure I wanted to or needed to with her. Silence was comfortable with her, calming almost. Her head was rested over my heart as I gently stroked and twirled her hair with my fingers. It looked as if I was going to need to be the one to start conversation. "I do still want to take you on a proper first date. Will you allow me to do that?"
"Sure. Maybe Monday or Tuesday. I work at the pub on Wednesday."
"Monday. I can pick you up from the bookshop. Take you to dinner."
"That would be great. Though it's possible that Lizzy will just stay closed. It'll depend on if daycare is open."
"Well if the bookshop is closed we could spend the day together."
"That would be wonderful. We don't even need to go out to dinner. We could stay in. I could cook."
"If I can’t get out of here today then it’s likely we will get to make that happen tonight. So it’s not a good idea for a first date. Let me wine and dine you."
"You've already gotten what the wining and dining typically gets. You don't need to do anything big." She laughed at herself and I shook my head at her. I wasn’t just taking her on a date to get sex. I honestly hadn’t expected any of that to happen quite so quickly. I wanted to work at building our friendship in to a relationship, not just sleep with her. I hope she realized that. The look in her eyes told me that she did.
"You don't need to tell me how to plan our first date. I've been planning it in my head since the moment I met you. Let me do this."
"Fine," she kissed me before moving to the side of the bed. She slipped my t-shirt over her body and found her panties from where they landed the prior night. Once those were on she stood up off of the bed.
"Where are you going Sugar?"
"Bathroom. I need to brush my teeth and pee. I’m not normally this unladylike but there’s no denying what I’m going to do in there.” She laughed at herself. We'd been trapped together all weekend, no need to sugarcoat things the way you normally would early on in a relationship. She hadn’t been gone long when I stood up from bed, slid on my boxers and followed her to the bathroom. She was just pulling up her panties. "You could've knocked."
"I've seen you naked. I've had sex with you. Seeing you wee isn't going to send me for the hills. Plus I have to wee and brush my teeth too." She put the toothbrush in her mouth as I removed myself from my boxers and began to empty my bladder.
"What are you doing?" she mumbled, toothpaste foam dribbling down her chin.
"I had to wee. I'm not waiting for you to brush your teeth. Normally this is the first thing I'd do in the morning but someone woke me up with their mouth on my dick instead."
"You liked it," she said, more toothpaste appearing on her chin. She was amazing, totally refreshing how she didn’t feel the need to put up a façade around me.
"I did like it," I said flushing the toilet. I grabbed my toothbrush from where it was on the sink and started to brush my teeth. She spit her toothpaste out first and rinsed her mouth before handing the cup to me so I could do the same. As soon as we both set our toothbrushes down I pulled her in to a passionate kiss, my hand sneaking below the t-shirt she was wearing to grab her bum. "Mmmm…minty fresh."
"We can go back to bed now," she said stretching in my arms.
"Wonderful idea," I said as I bent down and threw her over my shoulder before rushing back in to the bedroom, shutting the door with my foot and laying her on the bed. I climbed up the bed to lay behind her. We shared slow, lazy kisses while snuggled under the covers waiting for the day to begin. We eventually fell back asleep and woke up to my phone ringing several hours later.
"It's my Mum."
"I'm gonna go start some coffee," she said kissing me and heading for the door.
"You could put clothes on," I called after her.
"I could." She winked at me and shut the door behind her.
“Hello Mum. You alright?” I greeted. Shit. Did I sound too cheerful? I didn’t need Mum trying to read in to my tone.
“I’m alright. Are you?”
“Yeah, I’m good. Just woke up a bit ago.”
“Did you make it home?” she asked.
“No, my car is still buried under snow. I’m gonna try and dig out today so I can go home tonight.”
“This friend of yours must be very understanding if you haven’t left her flat yet. Is she someone special? Someone perhaps your mum should know about?” Shit. Gemma told her. Mum could always read me but Gemma also always told Mum what I didn’t.
“She’s special. Someone you should know about. Yeah.”
“So she works at a bookshop. So she reads a lot. Smart girl?”
“Very smart. What all did Gemma tell you?” I asked stretching in bed and pulling the covers up higher on my body. The entire bed smelled like Annie and was still warm.
“Quite a bit actually. Are you mad?”
“No. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about her. She’s pretty amazing Mum. You’ll love her. I know it.”
“I’m sure I will. So why don’t you tell me about her and we can pretend your sister didn’t already.”
“Well her name is Annie. She’s originally from the United States. She moved here six months ago. She works at that cute little bookshop a few blocks from my house. She’s funny, smart, kind, genuine, talented and beautiful. She writes a blog that I’ve kept up with while I’ve been on the road and she tells me that some day she’d love to write a novel or some of the antics of her life, which would be amazing. She’s an incredible photographer, which I didn’t know until Friday. She has these beautiful photos up in her flat that she’s taken of here and home.”
“Where is home?” Mum asked.
“Iowa. Which I’m pretty sure I’ve been through on a bus. She told me that it would be a bunch of cornfields so I’d likely not remember it.”
“Did she move her for school or work?”
“Fun actually. A friend of hers got a job here and she decided to just throw caution to the wind and move. She works at the bookshop and at a pub called O’Brien’s. Her bosses at both places are married so they share her. She said she’d done everything from retail to banking to being telephone customer service before she moved.”
“That’s quite the variety.”
“Yeah, she’s pretty easy going. She’s had a lot of stuff that could make her bitter and angry happen in her life. But she seems like she just really enjoys being happy and that’s sort of what drives her. If it makes her happy she’s for it. If it doesn’t make her happy she doesn’t want to be a part of it. I like that. She’s honest.”
“That’s wonderful. When will I get to meet her? I mean I know it’s early but you seem to really like her.”
“Saturday for my birthday dinner. She doesn’t have to work and told me that she’d come so that she could meet Gemma. Though I’m thinking I want them to meet before hand. Could be a lot for her to take in one night.”
“That’s sweet of you,” Mum said. I knew I sounded like I was lovesick and I sort of was. Annie just made me feel happy and want to be near her as much as I could. I’d been smitten since the first time I met her. This morning just solidified what I’d thought all along. She was this wonderful presence in my life and I was determined to keep her around.
“I don’t want to overwhelm her. You and Gemma in one night could be a lot. Add that the only of my friends she knows is Niall and Ben. I mean she knows Ben as a customer but it took a while for it to register for her that he and I were friends. It would be definitely a lot and very quickly if in one night she met everyone.”
“So it’s serious?”
“No,” I answered potentially too quickly. “I mean I’d like it to be but we haven’t really talked about it like that.” I hadn’t even taken her on a date yet but I couldn’t tell my Mum that. I couldn’t tell her that I was intoxicated from a morning filled with kisses, snuggles and sex and that I’d probably do anything if Annie promised me a lifetime of these mornings. It scared me to even think like this. I was a few days shy of my 20th birthday and one night, well morning, with this woman and I wanted to write my future already. “She’s wonderful Mum. I can’t wait for you to meet her.”
“Well maybe Robin and I can come up early on your birthday and we can meet before dinner. That way she knows a bit more than Niall.” Mum giggled. She seemed happy for me and I loved that.
“That would be great. I think she’d like that a lot.” I paused a bit. “I probably should warn you Mum.”
“I know. She’s older than you. Your sister told me. Age doesn’t factor in to matters of the heart Harry. If she’s good to you and kind that’s all that matters.”
“Thanks Mum. I should probably go. I’m still in bed and can hear everyone else upstairs in the living room. I’ll call you later and we can make plans for Saturday.”
“Perfect. Be safe and if you have to stay at Annie’s place again let me know.”
“Alright. Bye Mum.”
“Bye.” I slipped on my sweatpants and a t-shirt on before heading upstairs. I could hear Annie and Kim talking in the kitchen.
“How was it?” Kim asked. They were already gossiping about this morning.
“Amazing.”
“What’s amazing?” I asked as I walked in to the kitchen and stopped directly in front of where Annie was sitting on the counter. I ran my hands up and down her bare thighs before I leaned in to kiss her. When she was sitting on the counter she was the perfect height. I leaned back taking the cup of coffee from her hand and turning so my back rested on the counter between her legs, my elbows resting on her thighs. I took a sip of her coffee. “Obviously it’s not this coffee that is amazing. Did you put a kilo of sugar in there this morning, baby? You, Sugar, are sweet but your coffee is just too much.” She took the cup back from my hand shoving my shoulder playfully.
“Well, I was saying that you are amazing. But I’m rethinking that now. My coffee is absolutely wonderful. And you can get your own cup of coffee, Mr. Styles.”
“Well, Miss Catalano, I just might have to.” I pushed off of her legs and went to the cupboard getting myself a cup and filling it with coffee before returning to my original spot. She leaned forward and bent my head back to kiss me.
“So what are we going to do today?” Kim asked. “And watching you two make out is not on the list.”
“We can always go back downstairs,” I said.
“Or we could watch movies,” Annie suggested. “We do need to school the boys on the ways of John Cusack after all.”
“Good plan. What are we cooking for breakfast?” Kim asked. She was digging through the refrigerator while Annie massaged my scalp and played with my hair. All I wanted to do was snuggle up under some blankets today and be close to her. Talking to Mum made me realize how this seemed fast even though it had taken six months to spend time together in a public place other than the shop. It felt like I’d known her forever already. I wasn’t even slightly nervous about feeling like this.
“I refuse to cook today,” Annie stated. “I feel like all I did yesterday was cook. We can have a day of leftovers. No cooking from this girl.”
“I can make breakfast,” I said. “You can go cuddle up and get the couch warm for me.” I tilted my head and kissed her cheek, then her jaw, then her neck before she finally moved so I could kiss her lips.
“Cereal and toast is also fine,” she said before she kissed me again. I could get used to this. “I’m really not that hungry.”
“I’m hungry,” I said before whispering in to her ear. “For you.”
“You two are being totally disgusting this morning,” Kim said as Niall walked in to the kitchen and smacked her bum. “Never mind.”
“Why weren’t you in bed?” He bent to kiss her.
“You three sleep later than I can. It’s 9:30, I’m usually at work, email checked, schedule solidified and on my second cup of coffee at this point.”
“Well I’m normally done with the gym and breakfast at this point,” I said. “I can be a morning person. But I can also be a stay in bed and snuggle all morning person too.”
“I’m definitely a stay in bed and snuggle all morning person too. Plus I work at 10 most mornings unless Lizzy needs me in earlier. I’m usually out of the house by now. I was just warm and cozy.”
“Honestly, I’m still sleeping for another two hours unless I have to work,” Niall said. “I’m a night owl. Never have been a morning person, likely won’t ever be one.”
“Well I am a morning person. Need to be up and eating breakfast by 6:30 or I feel strange,” Kim said.
“Speaking of breakfast. I’m hungry,” Niall said. Annie and I both started to laugh.
“I offered to make breakfast because Annabelle here is on strike”
“I’ll help. Ladies, go get comfortable. We will make you breakfast,” Niall said. He smacked Kim’s bum again and escorted her out of the kitchen. I took the opportunity to turn to face Annie. My hands slid up her legs again and under the shirt gripping her hips and pulling her towards me. I kissed her with a bit more passion now that we were alone in the kitchen.
“After breakfast we could go back downstairs and snuggle a bit more. I was going to try to convince you that we shouldn’t leave your bed all day when Mum called. She’s had some absolutely dreadful timing this weekend.”
“Not it’s okay. We shouldn’t spend the whole day in bed. Breakfast and movies are perfect. Though I do think we could sneak away a bit later.” She kissed me, this time slowly, sucking my bottom lip in between hers.
“I’d like that a lot. I’d also like if you had more clothes on.” She smirked at me.
“You can’t always get what you want. Didn’t your beloved Rolling Stones say that?” I scowled at her before helping her off of the counter. Another kiss and she was in to the living room and under the blanket on the sofa we’d shared the prior day. Niall and I worked on breakfast. I’d made a lot of bacon yesterday and we had some left so I heated that back up. He made eggs and I worked on pancakes.
I could hear the girls gossiping and it made me happy. I could hear the excitement and happiness in her voice when she talked about me. I could tell that she was trying to talk quietly but I could still make out a portion of the conversation. I was glad I wasn’t the only one who felt like I’d fallen a little faster than I expected. Annie seemed just as stunned that she so quickly wanted to be around me and not kick me out for some girl time. She told Kim that she thought I’d try to head to my place tonight and she would miss snuggling with me. I would definitely miss her. This blizzard had been unexpected but had presented an opportunity to get to know each other in a way that normally took months of dating. It was like jumping in head first. We took plates of food to the girls and I snuggled up with Annie.
“These pancakes are really good babe,” Annie said.
“Thanks. I snuck a touch of vanilla in the batter.”
“I do that too. My best friend’s dad growing up always said it was his secret ingredient. Though he tried to convince me that the secret ingredient was everything from carrots to radishes or beets. He wanted to see if he could scare me in to not eating. I’ve always been a picky eater and creature of habit,” Annie said.
“Well if your habit involves syrup every morning I can get on board,” I said whipping a bit off of her cheek before kissing her. “We could sneak downstairs now.”
“We are barely in to Say Anything. I love this movie.”
“Fine. But can I request that you put some trousers on of some sort. Sweatpants. Shorts even. I just need you a bit more clothed so that I don’t throw you over my shoulder and take you downstairs. Plus Niall shouldn’t know what color your knickers are.” I whispered the last part to her making her giggle.
“Fine. I’ll go put some sweatpants on.” She climbed out of the blanket and was back upstairs a few moments later in black yoga pants. She climbed back under the covers and snuggled close to me.
“You didn’t wait enough so that a respectable amount of time had passed for me to sneak down to you,” I whispered to her.
“Movie. No sneaking downstairs,” she said pointing at the TV before kissing me. She was right. It was a good movie. I liked the relationship between the main characters. Though I had to laugh that she told me one of the most romantic, sexy gestures was a guy outside of her bedroom with a boombox over his head in a trench coat. But it told me that she loved a romantic, grand gesture. I’ll have to keep that in mind for future reference.
“I’m hungry,” Niall said as the credits rolled on the first movie.
“Surprise, surprise,” Annie replied. “I’ve discovered you’re always hungry.”
“I’m hungry too,” Kim said.
“Shocker,” Annie said through her laughter.
“I’m actually a bit hungry too.” She looked at me and rolled her eyes.
“Again. I refuse to cook. You all know how to use a microwave. Warm up leftovers I’m not moving off the couch.” We all left her in there and headed to the kitchen to put together lunch. She’d made more pasta than an army could’ve eaten so we were throwing noodles in bowls and topping them with sauce, meatballs and cheese before heating them up. I put extra in my bowl so that Annie could eat some.
“You must be really hungry,” Annie said as I sat down. “That’s a lot of food.”
“I’m sharing. Thought you should eat some,” I said.
“I’m not that hungry but I’ve never turned down a meatball in my life.” I put a bite on the fork and held it up for her.
“Open wide.” She shook her head before taking the bite. “Good girl.”
“You’re talking to me like I’m a child and it’s weird.” We alternated bites through the bowl before I headed in to the kitchen and put rinsed the it out.
“I think it’s nap time,” I said when I laid back down next to her on the couch.
“Agreed,” Kim and Niall both replied. Without a second thought they were both up off the couch and headed downstairs.
“Are we napping here or your bedroom?” I asked before kissing her neck.
“Are we actually napping?”
“Potentially. Maybe a bit of making out too.”
“Cushion cove?” she asked. I nodded and we grabbed blankets and headed over where we climbed in.I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her deeply. We were lost in each other, not paying attention to the time or our surroundings.
"I could stay here and kiss you forever," I said as I started to kiss down to her neck.
"I would let you." She pulled my face back to meet hers and our lips met. We were broken from this moment by her phone ringing next to us. "Hello," she answered on speaker phone but I remained quiet.
"You still alive?" It was Lizzy.
"Yes, I am still alive. How are you guys surviving?" Annie asked.
"Good. The girls want to build a snowman. Frankie and I are gonna take them out in a bit since the snow is calming a bit. Lyla was over here babysitting Friday. Got stuck. She's going crazy."
"I bet she is. I know how Frankie gets with her. Tell her I'm sorry. And tell Frankie to leave her alone."
"Mum and Dad are at the country house so even if she tried to walk the few blocks home she'd be alone so I told her she had to stay here." There was a scuffle in the background.
"Save me!" Lyla said in to the phone. Annie started laughing. "If I make it to the tube can I come stay with you? Frankie is killing me."
"I've got company over that is snowed in already but I'm sure it will get better. Go to your room and read a book or something."
"Who is your company? A boy?"
"Yes it's a boy!" Lizzy said in the background.
"Oh god Ly. Yes a boy. Harry spent the weekend here."
"Tell him hi," she said.
"You’re on speaker,” Annie replied.
"Hi Lyla,” I said.
"God you even sounds hot over the phone," Lyla said. "You're calling him babe, huh. You're shagging right?"
"I'm not having this conversation with you." Lyla and Lizzy had adopted Annie a bit to be their sister. They had another sister from what Lyla told me. Lindsay was older than Lizzy by about six years and lived with her husband and family in the country several hours away by car and they didn’t see her often.
"What about me?" Lizzy asked, I could tell we were also now on speaker.
"Why are you both asking me if I'm shagging him It's weird. Especially since he’s listening to both of you crazy girls."
"No, it's not weird. You two have been filling up my shop with flirting for months. I deserve to know," Lizzy protested.
"You deserve to know, huh?"
"Girls, you're interrogating her and making her turn pink. It's quite adorable.”
"Will you tell me if you're shagging her?" Lizzy asked.
"That's her decision. But I will tell you that my intentions are good and I like her quite a lot. I'm trying to plan a proper first date for her but she can't give me a time she'll be available tomorrow."
"If you're in need of her for the whole day take her," Lizzy said.
"I'm gonna take you up on that offer then. I've got this idea and the whole day makes it even better."
"Ooo. What is the idea?" she asked.
"Not telling. It's a surprise."
"She hates surprises," Lyla said. "We all torture her with them. They drive her mental."
"Good," I said. "She deserves it. She's sweet but drives me a bit mental. This whole six months it took to get her to agree to see me outside the bookshop. I've only been asking her to get drinks with me for about two months before I got a yes."
"Was it worth the wait?" Lizzy asked trying to dig for more information.
"Completely worth the wait. She's wonderful. And I know what you were trying to get out of me there Lizzy. I'm not stupid."
"Fine. I give up," Lizzy said. "She'll tell me when she's at work on Tuesday."
"Are we still on for shopping on Tuesday?" Lyla asked. "I still haven't found a dress for my Valentine's dance."
"We are. Your sister is letting me off at 2. I'll meet you at school and we can hop on the tube. We will find you something."
"Good. Okay, we will see you Tuesday. Have a fun first date tomorrow," Lizzy said.
"I want details," Lyla said. "And Harry if you need more ways to make her mental give me a call. It's a favorite past time of mine and Frankie's."
"I'll keep that in mine Lyla."
"Bye," came the girls on the other end.
"Bye," we both replied hanging up the phone and snuggling back in to one another.

Notes

Well that was quite the wake up call! This snowstorm is giving Annie and Harry a running start with each other. What do we think about that? And he's got plans for a first date and her to meet his Mum already. How do we think Harry's family will react to Annie? Will they love her? Are they moving too fast or even at the same speed? So much in so little time! A weekend can change a lot of things. :)
Well this chapter was a lot of fun to work on for me. AND I've reached the end of what I had written before I posted this. So needless to say updates may not be coming as rapid fire as I do have a job and try to maintain a life outside of my writing. In fact I have a job that I'm supposed to be at in just a few hours. Uh oh. I'm gonna need some coffee in the morning. The alarm going off in 4.5 hours isn't going to be pretty.
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@raybansncoffee
sorry I just saw this!!! I was rereading London Calling on my phone (LG Slide life) and I saw you responded but couldn't respond until I had a computer. I will go read your other story now but i can't promise the same insights- I'm happier now and might've lost my artistic edge

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Anyone who is interested in reading the real chapter 28 and finishing out this fic head to read the end posted under my new account since I evidently can't get in to it under my original login. http://www.harrystylesfanfiction.com/Story/88873/London-Calling/

@hotforharry
Okay...so evidently there is no way to contact anyone that has anything to do with moderating this page. My facebook account has started to block me from even being able to log in to post anything. I have a new chapter posted on my Tumblr for this. AND I'm getting ready to post the first two chapters of a whole new story. I'd love to hear what you think of both because your insight to what I was writing was incredible. :) I may have to start posting under this user name since I no longer have access to the original username, which sucks.

So evidently this website now hates my Facebook log in and I can't get in to post the new chapter. :( It's posted on tumblr read it visiting raybansandcoffee.tumblr.com

Love to hear the Niall story this was a great read

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