Catching Red Eyes

It was about 7:24 that night and I was told to be ready by 7:30 so with a couple minutes to spare, I checked my reflection again. Laurie had helped me get ready for dinner and shown no mercy when she picked, prodded, and pulled. I have to say, I looked like me but more of an upgraded version.

My hair was full and curled, my skin was glowing, my face had the perfect amount of makeup on, and my black dress was tight and accentuated my best accents according to Laurie.

In the next few minutes, I heard the doorbell ring and his driver was there helping me into the SUV. To my sheer delight, Harry was in a dark button down with only a few buttons together, his hair was pushed to one side, and his jeans were so deliciously tight. I saw his stomach and chest tattoos peeking out so perfectly. My hormones were enraged again but I sat down comfortably in the back next to Harry. I smiled at him and he smiled back but the same way a predator smiles at his dinner.

Harry was not willing to keep his hormones in check. As I was adjusting my seat belt, his hands were instantly through my hair and his mouth was on mine. He smelled so wonderful and he didn’t stop kissing me until I felt the car stop.

“I am guessing you like the dress?”

“Not just the dress, love, everything about you.”

I smiled again suddenly realizing I wasn’t sure where we were going.

“Just a quick stop before dinner.”

I just looked at him and knew I would go wherever he wanted to go, whenever he wanted me to go. I never believed people could fall in love so quickly but I was beginning to see how with this delectable person next to me, holding my hand.

But I wasn’t ready for what happened next.

The door flew open and Harry was pulled from me and pushed onto some red carpet with a million cameras flashing. People were buzzing all around him while his bodyguards pulled me off to the side and stood right in front of me. From what I could see, fans were screaming for him to take pictures and sign autographs. After signaling to his guards that he was done taking photos, they brought him over to the screaming fans where he signed autographs and took photos. I watched Harry do all of this without even crinkling his forehead. This all come so natural to him. It was amazing to watch him move with ease through the crowds and the flashes.

Finally, he signaled to the guards to bring me over. Instantly, he grabbed my hand and we were pulled inside. But once again, we were separated. He was off talking to men in suits and women in tight dresses, while I was being told to stand off to the side with his guards around me, waiting for his signal. I knew I shouldn’t be complaining at all because this was his life and I wanted to be in that life. I took a deep breath and checked the time. It was already after 8PM. Any normal Sunday night at this time, I was packing my school bag and probably showering but not tonight. Tonight I was on the arm of Harry Styles at some premiere for what I think was a new shoe or maybe a new clothing line. Every so often, he would look back and catch my eye, smiling or biting his lip. Oh, the things I wanted to do to him when he did that.

After an hour or so of talking to people, taking more photos inside and then outside and also taking more pictures with fans, we were back inside the SUV. It was almost 10 now and I looked worriedly out the window. I had an 8AM class and had to get some sleep before it but I didn’t want to have to leave Harry so soon. We had been together for 3 hours now but only a few minutes were actually spent together.

As we rounded the corner, my apartment came into view.

I turned my head to look at Harry and wondered what was going on. Did his driver make a mistake? Why were we going to my house? Maybe Harry had to go back to the event and they didn’t want me there?

“Thank you, Andy. Ill ring when I need you again.”

Oh. He was coming inside? What about dinner?

“Harry…I thought we were going to dinner.”

“Well after the look on your face from the other night, I figured I would have it come to us.”

What.

Upon entering my apartment, it was completely transformed. Candles were lit in every corner and the dining room table was laid out with food, wine, and more candles. Whoever did all this work was nowhere to be found. I couldn’t believe all this. My eyes lit up as I looked over at Harry who was staring at me.

“This…this is…so pretty. I didn’t even think my apartment could look like this.”

He just laughed and pulled out my chair for me. We sat and had dinner for the second night in a row. I had just realized that I had almost every single meal this weekend with him. I hope reality never hit me because this had to be a dream.

“I am sorry for earlier. I wanted to be able to see you even when I had to see the entire world.”

“I-its ok. Trust me, I couldn’t be happier right now.”

After dinner, Harry and I blew out the candles and put away the leftovers. Even the dishes were done from what I could see. Before I could comprehend clean dishes, I was being led into my bedroom which was also a little bit transformed. There were twinkling lights dangling from the ceiling now and it smelled like lavender and honey.

Harry’s hands were on my hips and his face was buried into my neck.

“This dress,” he said into my ear as he unzipped it. He ran his fingers down my back while I shuddered at his touch. He began kissing my back and was eventually on his knees with my dress crumbled at my feet. He spun me around and starting kissing and biting my hips. He pushed me up against my wall and brought my right leg over his shoulder. He put his mouth on me and I moaned his name. I felt my body mold into him as he massaged me with his tongue over and over. I gripped onto the sides of my wall and felt the same glorious tightening in my stomach and my legs began to shake. I wasn’t able to stand as I came undone. Harry caught me before I landed on my bedroom floor. I took a couple breaths as I regained myself before standing up again. I went to pull his jeans off but he stopped me and led me over to the bed.

“I brought condoms, love. Only if you’re ready?”

Condoms? Plural? How long was this night going to be?

I didn’t say a word. I bit my lip and pulled Harry onto the bed with me. Without breaking our kiss, he slid out of his jeans, ripped open the condom, and slid into me. I opened up my legs wider and arched my back to take him in fully.

I have had my fair share of sex with my exes but nothing was quite like this. My sexcapades were always very…planned, coordinated, and only lasted about 7 minutes. I never felt the need to have sex for fun and enjoyment, I did it for them because they wanted it. But this…this was completely, totally different. I never wanted to stop.

Harry stayed on top of me but would move my legs every few minutes to get deeper and closer to me. I felt him shake against me as he would slow down and speed up. Harry grabbed my foot and I felt him circle his tongue around my toes and I lost all control. I swear I saw stars.

Before I could even come out of my haze, he flipped me onto my stomach and entered me just behind. I squeezed my legs together to create an even tighter space for him to come into. He moaned out loud and I knew he was about to come undone.

I felt his body seize and shake while he fell onto me. We laid next to each other and each took giant breathes in and out.

“That…was…incredible,” he whispered into my ear before gently kissing me under it. Before I could even comprehend the experience that just happened, I was fast asleep in Harry’s arms.

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