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Harry's POV:

"Harry, I need you." Those words, from that small, beautiful girl was exactly what I needed to hear.

"I'm on my way," I say. I hang up the phone and rush over to Addie's house.

Beth's POV:

I hear Harry knock on the door within five minutes from when we hung up the phone.

"Are you okay?" He asks me. I nod. I don't know when I'm planning on telling him about running into Tate earlier.

"Can you take me home?" I ask him. He nods and grabs my previously packed bag and gestures for me to follow him to his car.

I had texted Addie saying that he was going to be taking me home and then turned off my phone. I had packed my few clothes right when I got off the phone with him.

I don't know where this is coming from.

I want him.

I need him.

We arrive at my house and I take his hand and lead him to my room.

"Are you okay?" He asks again. I nod as he sits down on my bed. I can't believe what I am about to do.

I just want to be close to him, to touch him, to be with him.

I take a deep breath, walk to Harry and straddle his lap.

"Beth, what are yo-" I cut him off by placing my lips on his.

As I kiss him I place my hands on the back of his neck. He starts with his hands on my lower back but slowly moves them down farther. He lays back on my bed with me still on top of him.

I can feel him getting harder and harder under me as our kiss intensifies. He flips me over so I am beneath him as we continue.

I pull off his shirt, taking my time analyzing his torso and scars, I run my hand down his chest.
"Beautiful," I whisper and he gently crashes his lips to mine.

He begins to tug at the bottom of my shirt and we pause again to remove mine. I was still in my running clothes.

He places kisses on my neck and begins to move down to my chest, I moan.

He plays with the top of my leggings slowly running his hand lower and lower.

"Are you sure?" He asks. I nod again, barely being able to open my eyes.

He takes off my leggings as I rise myself so he can. Harry throws the pants on the floor and comes back to kiss me once more.

He begins to slowly rub me on the outside of my underwear which, thank god, was cute.

Harry continues to kiss me and rub, when I've soon almost had enough. I place my hand on the outside of his jeans and play with the button. I am soon able to unbutton and unzip his pants as I silently beg for him to take them off.

Harry removes himself from me and takes off his pants. He grabs a condom from his wallet before dropping his pants on the ground.

He brings himself to me once more and again asks, "Are you sure?"

"Yes," I say grabbing his face so he knows I'm sure.

He nods and moves down. Harry slides down my panties, watching my eyes the whole time. He then removes his boxers and returns so our faces are even.

Harry gives me one more look of approval.

I nod.

I feel a pinch of pain as he slides into me.

"Go slow," I whisper against his lips. He nods and continues to slowly move in and out of me.

It hurt, but after a little, he began to make me feel good. You could tell he knew what he was doing. I began moving my hips slightly with his.

Harry moaned as I did; he kissed my neck continuously. I grabbed his back, gently running my nails down his spine.

Several thrusts later he came undone, and right behind him was me.

He kissed me and rolled onto his side.

"What are you doing to me, Beth?" He said before grabbing my sweat damped face and kissing it once more.

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