Something Good Can Work

Harry had taken us to his friends loft, who conveniently had gone on holiday leaving the space vacant. I had a chance to text Lucy, asking if she'd be my alibi so I could stay out later. She agreed and I sent a text to my gran, letting her know I was sleeping over at Lucy's.
Once we'd gotten inside Harry walked toward the vintage record player, browsing through the collection, and finally settling on one. I watched as he pressed the needle to the vinyl and a slow melody flooded the room. "Good choice." I say before turning to look out the window, my eyes on the rain that had begun to fall.
"I always think of you when this song comes on.." He said as he stepped behind me, his head resting on my shoulder before he planted a soft kiss on the fabric of my shirt. His hands snuck around my waist and he turned me quickly.
"Fade, into you..." He sang to me softly, sending my heart into over drive.

His lips found mine and I felt his hands cupping my ass before he pulled me up. I wrapped my legs around his hips and my arms held tightly around his neck as we continued to kiss like this. He took slow steps before he sat me on to the fluffy white duvet that covered the bed. His eyes watching every move I made as I began to unbutton my blouse too slowly, sliding it off my shoulders to reveal a black lacy bra. He bit his lip, I could tell he was feeling the same way as me. He pulled his shirt over his head and tugged it off, letting fall to the floor beside him.
"You're incredible..." He breathed as he placed a knee between my legs, pressing his bare chest against me with a passionate kiss.

I was feeling a mix of emotions, I wanted to go all the way, I wanted him to be my first, but did I really? I'd only met him recently and what if he changed after this?

I opened my eyes once I felt his lips traveling down my jaw.
"Harry, I..." How to say this without sounding absolutely lame.
"Baby steps?" I offered and felt his gaze meet mine.
"Of course, anything you want love." He moved his hand to my rib cage and slowly moved it to my bra, looking to me for approval. I nodded, biting my bottom lip with anticipation. He pulled my breast from the cup, moving his mouth to the tender flesh and taking it between his lips. This was the farthest I'd ever been anyone, so you can imagine the feeling in the pit of my stomach. I felt a different sensation between my legs, a yearning. I knew I'd have to be strong.
As if he heard my thoughts I felt his free hand pacing down my tummy, his thumb smoothing over my navel and dipping into the front of my jeans. He paused, waiting for an objection. I assume.
He didn't get one and his hand continued south, creeping under my panties, and finally I felt his cold fingertips lightly gracing my slit.

"You're very wet...." He said taking a break from suckling. His eyes had a devious spark as he gave me a wink. I felt him move his hand down some, eyes still burning into me, and his middle finger snaked inside of my core. His long, thick, strong finger pulled out and slid back in. I couldn't help but to spread my legs for him, making sure he knew this felt good, if the moans flowing freely from my mouth weren't enough.

"Summer, you feel so good..." His mouth had found its way to my ear, nipping at my lobe after speaking.
I let out a gasp as I felt him sneakily slide his pointer finger in, it hurt, but it wasn't so bad I wanted him to stop.
My back arched and I was getting louder with each stroke, his thumb found its way on my clit and he was rubbing vigorously, biting at my neck while he did so
I felt my muscles tensing, my legs shaking, and my stomach was doing cartwheels.
Suddenly I couldn't think, I couldnt think of anything, but all the nasty and naughty things I wanted to do to him.
"Fuck,Harry, fuck..." I basically screamed, my hips bucking forward as I'd lost all control.
That was the first orgasm I'd had that wasn't caused by me alone.
I felt him slip his fingers out of me, his lips crashing into mine once more.

I kissed him back, still trying to catch my breath.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't...I love touching you. Kissing you. Being around you..." Harry's voice was lighter than normal as he traced circles on my stomach, laying beside me as we spoke.

"It's okay, I enjoyed it. I enjoy you....today was perfect Harry. Thank you..." I felt a blush rising in my cheeks, being so candid was always a little nerve wracking. I hated being so vulnerable, but at this moment I felt safe.

"It was, wasn't it?" He said with a cheeky grin before looking at his phone.
"It's almost midnight, I need to get you home." He said frantically, scared he would get me in trouble.

"No, it's okay. I texted Lucy earlier. She's covering for me. I texted gran earlier too...I didn't want to rush tonight." I said with a sly grin.

"You little minx!" Harry's voice boomed before he grabbed me again, tackling me with tickles.
After a few minutes of non stop laughter and a pain in my side from struggling, he finally stopped and gave me a sweet kiss.

"Right then, shall we find jim jams?" He was already up and out of the bed, walking over to a dresser.

"Who huhs?" I stood up and walked over to him, wondering what in the world he was looking for.

"Pyjamas? You know, comfy sleep wear?" He would arch a brow, forgetting I was foreign apparently.

"Oh. Pajamas. Got ya." I said mockingly. While he looked for clothes, my eyes wandered over the pictures positioned on the chest.
"So who are they?" I was seeing a man and a woman who were very much in love. Eyes never looking at the camera, but at each other rather. His hands caressed her so lovingly. They were a lovely couple.

"My cousin and his fiancé, well wife now. They're on their honey moon... hence..." He stood up and handed me a shirt, just a plain white t shirt.

"This is all you found?" I arched a brow.

"No, there is more. This just seems like the best option. Simple and minimal." He popped his brows playfully and the pulled off his pants. He had on a pair of boxer briefs that left. I thing to the imagination.
"You like?" I could hear the tone in his voice, it was obvious I was staring.
"Shut up!" I playfully shove his chest and we share a laugh. He was something else.

Once I'd changed into the t-shirt (leaving my panties on) I hopped into the bed, he was already comfy under the blanket when I snuggled up next to him.

"I'm not sleepy at all." Really, I was hopped up on adrenaline or something because I couldn't even think about sleeping.

"Summer...?" I hear Harry's voice, apparently I had dozed off. So much for adrenaline.

I blinked my eyes open to see his face in front of mine. We were lying on our sides with almost no space between us.

"Did I fall asleep?" I asked in a sleepy haze.

"You did...you have no idea what you do to me..." He whispered.

I smiled, my eyes closing again, and like that I was back asleep.

Notes

Whatchu thinkk??
Also, should I write in a love for Niall or keep the triangle going?