You're Cute Come Kiss Me ~ H.S. Fanfiction

Nia's POV

I woke up this morning to find Harry's arms wrapped around my naked body. I slowly slipped his arms off me as I put on some underwear and a long, baggy sweater. I brushed my hair to the side and walked downstairs, still a bit daze-y from last night.

Sex. We had to have sex. It's honestly not that I'm regretting it, but it's how Harry didn't use a condom. The effects could be... difficult. I want to have a child, but not now. If what we did last night does have an effect, we could both be under, deep, deep pressure.

I went into the kitchen and heated up a pan and cooked scrambled eggs. After I finished, I set the eggs on a plate and sat down on the kitchen table. Not too late after, Harry came downstairs, only in his boxers. "Hey, Nia. You were amazing last night," he smiled walking over to me. He knelt down behind me and started kissing the open parts of my shoulder, causing me to throw my head back, resting on the crook of his neck.

Then suddenley I snapped out of it. "No, Harry. N-no," I whimpered. Harry stopped and whispered into my ear, "why not?" "Becuase, I, um," I stuttered. "You what," Harry asked, concerned. "Harry, we didn't use protection last night," I said. "Oh, shit," he said, standing up. "You're going to get pregnant," Harry added, a little panic in his voice. "I don't know yet. But Harry, if, if I was," I started. "You promise you'll be in the baby's life." "Of course, but let's not get ahead of ourselves. If nothing happens, we tell no one, okay," Harry asked. "Yes. I know," I replied, panic setting into me too. I think Harry noticed because he pushed a chair across from me and sat down. He wrapped his hands in his while he looked into my eyes. "Can I name the baby," he asked, I nodded. "If it's a girl, name it Darcy. If it's a boy, name it Kad," Harry smiled before kissing my hand.

"Come here," he said, leading me to the living room. He spun me around and I fell right into his arms. "Just... don't worry yet. We're never sure," Harry whispered before dipping me low and kissing me ever-so-passionatley.

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"Nia, are you ready," Harry asked from downstairs. "Almost," I yelled, fixing the wave in my hair and taking one last look at me. "I look okay," I whispered before walking downstairs, Harry keeping his eyes on me the whole time. "Let's go," I asked. "U-um, yeah," Harry stuttered. "Are you okay," I asked. "I'm sorry, it's just- hot fucking damn, Nia," he laughed which made me blush. "Now that I have that off my chest, let's go," Harry smirked, reaching his hand out. I took his hand as we walked out of the house and entered his car.

Harry started his car but didn't drive, he just stared at me. "Nia, would you mind changing," Harry asked. "Why," I asked. "You don't like it?" "No, I love it. I'm just worried we'll get into an accident if you keep wearing that dress," Harry joked eyeing me up and down. I pecked his cheek, "now drive!"

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Harry pulled up in front of a fancy looking bar, filled with people in dresses or tuxes. We walked out of the car and straightened our clothes before walking inside.

We looked for at least one of the guys and we found Niall walk into some room with a bouncer guarding it. "That must be where they are," I whispered to Harry. "He'll probably let us in," Harry said, leading me to the door.

"Harry Styles and Nia Evans," Harry said. The bouncer opened the door without saying a word. Inside, we're our friends, in some kind of lounge. Louis and Eleanor were making out which seemed to be a dare. "Hey, guys," Zayn smiled, obviously full of alcohol. We sat down beside them as Vic passed us a shot. Harry and I hit our glasses together before gulping it down. And ten minutes later, I don't know how many we've had.

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"Where are we going Harry," I asked as he dragged me behind him. I couldn't see clearly, and I don't think he could either, because we kept tripping. He handed some guy a twenty-pound bill and shoved me into a room. He pushed me onto the couch and hovered over me.

He suddenly pressed his lips roughly on my neck, causing me to arch my back and scream. "Quiet down, Nia. We've only started," Harry smirked. I pulled on his blazer, leaving a crisp line of nail marks on the side. He slowly made his way down to the top of my breast and lowered my dress. He sat up, pulling me with him, not once breaking the kiss. He zipped off the dress, leaving me in my lace underwear. I threw his blazer on the floor before playing with the buttons on his polo, he kissed down, all the way to my thighs, him laying ontop of me again. I bit my lip, preventing the urge to rip off his shirt. He started rubbing my inner thigh, slowly making his way to my clit, making me whimper. I unbuttoned his shirt and threw it behind him, pouncing on him as I kissed his neck. He pushed on me as I kept my hands on his back, leaving marks.

He kicked off his pants and slipped his hands under my bra strap, causing me to arch my back. He unclasped it, setting me free. I put my pointer fingers under the strap of his boxers, pulling down slightly. "Pull it," he said. I slid it off, as he attacked my lips while tugging on my bottom lip. He ripped off my knickers and threw them too the wall. Harry put a small napkin on my eyes as I laid on my back, panting. He suddenley came back on top of me and slipped his full length inside of me, making me scream. I pulled on his hair and began to relax. "Beautiful," Harry said, pulling in and out of me. He got out of me, exactly when someone knocked on the door.

We saw Perrie and Vic behind the door. "Jeez! Don't do it here! Get dressed and get out of there," Vic yelled as they walked away. Harry and I smirked at each other before dressing up. And walking back downstairs, probably covered in 'clues'.

Notes

See you guys soon! Bye for now! ILY!