Lost In Time

*Quinny*

Harry laid me gently on my bed and shot me one of his cheeky smiles. He leaned forwards and I pulled him by his shirt on top of me. I kissed him gently and he rubbed my hips.

He pulled apart first- and I looked up at him. He looked like someone had just died right then.

"Harry?" I asked, "What's wrong?"

"C-can I see y-your cuts?" He whispered.

"But... why?"

"I want to see how many times I wasn't here for you." He looked me in the eyes- and his were full of sadness.

I sighed and got up- going into the bathroom to undress.

*Harry*

Quinny walked outside of her bathroom wrapped in a towel. She gave me one last look before she let the towel drop. I got up and walked over to her- wanting to feel her close. She stood there nude, looking at her feet. Just like she had said- she had cuts on her hips, stomach, and thighs.

I felt tears prick my eyes so I quickly wiped them away. My finger traced her hip as I circled her. Her rib cage was visible- and it was obvious that she had been starving herself.

"How long has it been since you've eaten?" I asked.

She shrugged, "Three weeks or so."

"Quinny!" I yelled, "Why would you do that to yourself?!"

She sat on her bed and began to cry, "When the rumors of you dating Taylor Swift became true... I thought that maybe I wasn't good enough. I mean- she's skinny and beautiful. I'm not. I'm the complete opposite."

I rubbed her back and pulled her into me, "You're beautiful, Quinny. Starving yourself- is unexceptional. You are so perfect- your own definition. Your eyes are a beautiful deep blue, your laugh just make others smile because it's so amazing. You're skinny and curvy- which is pretty damn rare. I love you Quinny- whether you like it or not."

She choked out a sob, "I love you more Harry. I never stopped thinking about you. And to be having your baby- Darcy is so much like you. Her eyes are a vibrant green, close to yours. Her dimples- the way she laughs. She cuddles me like you used to, wrapping her arms around my body, her head in the crook of my neck. She asked me about her dad once- and I just started crying. I could never talk about you, Harry."

"And to find out you were doing this because of me, " She said picking up my scarred and cut wrist, "I-I don't even know what to think."

"I won't do it anymore, Quinny. I promise. But you have to promise me." I said

"I promise."

"You have to promise me that you won't cut anymore- and that you will try to love me again."

She looked up at me with widened eyes, "I pr-promise Harry."

I kissed her then- her lips tasting like sweet honey. I licked her bottom lip for entrance- which she accepted. Our tongues fought for dominance, and I won. I explored her mouth as I gently laid her down.

I broke our lips apart and kissed right below her jawline- and I moved to her neck. She sucked in a harsh breath- her sweet spot hasn't changed.

I got down to her breasts- which have gotten bigger, probably because of Darcy.

"Damn- what are you now? a D cup?" I asked.

She blushed and nodded.

"Don't starve yourself- I like you like this." I said, and she smiled.

I massaged and licked her tender breasts. Her moans made my jeans tighten- and I swirled my tongue down her stomach. I paused to look at her cuts, running my fingertips over them. Each cut or scar stabbed my heart.

I brought my lips back up to hers and parted her legs as I did. She gasped when I gently rubbed her already throbbing clit.

"You're already so wet." I mumbled, "Just for me.."

"H-Harry," she moaned, "H-hurry up."

"Hey kitten?" I asked, "You didn't have.. anyone else pleasure you, right?"

She sighed, "N-no. I-I missed y-you Harry."

"Did you miss me-" I smirked, "Or my fingers?"

I stuck two of my longest digits in her- and she squealed.

"Which is it, kitten?"

I moved my fingers faster, curling them at the ends. She lost control and was rolling her hips as she moaned. She deserves more, so I added my tongue.

"Holy shit Har-Harry." She screamed.

"Sh." I put my free finger to her lips, "Darcy's sleeping." I smirked lightly.

She whimpered softly, and I continued to flick my tongue over her clit. She grabbed a pillow and moaned into that.

"Harry!" She moaned, "I-I-I'm so cl-close."

I sped up- and soon enough she spilled her juices.

"Kitten- You taste sweet. Sweet like sugar." I murmured as I licked her up.

She blushed and was breathing unevenly.

"How was that, kitten?" I looked at her innocently.

"Holy fuck." She breathed.

"I love you Quinny." I moved up so I was face-to-face with her.

I gently caressed her cheek and she smiled.

"You're just as beautiful as the day I lost you." I whispered.

Notes

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