Something Good Can Work

I sat in my bed with my phone in my hand, my eyes were glued to the screen.
"Mama Bear" was her contact in my phone, I reread our texts, it had been a very long time since I'd done this

Mama bear-
Pick up milk on the way home?
Me-
Sure thing ma, can Sophie come over this weekend.
Mama bear-
Anything for you princess, love you much.
Me-
Love you more.

She died that night, Sophie didn't get to spend the night, and I never got that milk to her.

I sniffled and wiped a tear from my cheek, placing my phone face down on the nightstand. I flung myself back on my pillows, drowning in self pity. I'd never particularly thought my mother was a saint, but she was my mother.
Hearing other's speak ill of her made me so very upset.

"Decent?" Harry said before opening the door and giving me a smile. We were just waiting on Lucy and the “sleepover” could commence. Gran had gone all out; she got us sweets and snacks for the night. She was being really cool about it; I think it was because of my diagnosis.

"You all right?" He said as he plopped down beside me, noticing my puffy lips and tear stained cheeks. He moved a rogue piece of hair from my cheek and slid it behind my ear. His eyes wanting to help me so badly.

"Just missing mom today. I can't get that man, Christopher, out of my head though...what if he tries to do something to like...get custody of me? He has a lot of money, he could probably do that..."

"We will never let that happen, summer I will kidnap you myself if I have to." He looked deadly serious.

"Hopefully it won't come to that." I said with a sigh, snuggling into his side.

"It won't, promise. I love you." He said as his lips pressed against my forehead.

"Love you more."
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Lucy arrived about an hour later and we all went downstairs to eat dinner with the grandparents. Grandpa was already seated at the table when we took our seats; he was a big fan of Gran’s London broil. I was too though, it was utterly fantastic.
We ate and talked about things that had happened at school that week, avoiding the topic of Niall. I hadn’t told Harry and I didn’t think I wanted him to know. There was no telling how he’d react.
After we ate, Gran and Grandpa made their way up their bedroom, they usually went to bed early anyway, but tonight I think they were trying to be nice. We piled into the living room, blankets and pillows were spread out between the couch and loveseat, the center table pushed to the side to create a kind of enclosed blanket fort.
Lucy and Louis were cuddled up against the loveseat while Harry and I sat across from them, our backs leaned against the couch.
“So, what are we actually doing tonight?” Lucy said with a grin, looking over at me. We hadn’t hung out as much since I got sick, but mostly because she and Lou were getting pretty serious and so were Harry and me. I couldn’t really be mad at her.
“Well, I thought we’d sneak out back, have a spliff, maybe some drinks and then you know, go our separate ways from these two…” He said as he leaned in to her, kissing her hard while we sat there.
“Seriously Lou? Can’t you not?” I said while turning to look away. “I don’t think I can drink or smoke though, not with the whole fluid retention thing and all.” I say glumly.
“I’ll stay with you, you guys go on. We’ll be fine.” Harry said while looking at me with a devious smirk.
“Suit yourself.” Louis said, standing up and grabbing Lucy’s wrist to pull her behind him.
I turned my attention back to Harry, giving him a glare. “Wanted me all to yourself, eh?” I teased.
“Yeah, I did…what are the odds we can sneak up to your bedroom and not be heard…?” He moved his head slowly towards mine as he spoke, the last word fading into a whisper as he pressed his lips to my neck. I didn’t need anything to know that I was going to have a much better time alone with him.

“I think maybe we could…but to be safe, why don’t we go to your car?” I asked, I’d never had sex in a car and after watching Titanic, I’d absolutely romanticized the idea.
He shrugged, sucking his bottom lip in and letting it graze his teeth as it popped back out. Fuck this boy did something to me.
I grabbed his hand and pulled him up and behind me, I’d never felt so eager to be naked in the back seat of a small car, but I had never had the opportunity to do it with Harry Styles.

“This was a bad idea, it’s so so cold.” Harry said as we crammed into the backseat, the windows frosted over with ice helped to shield from prying eyes.
“Hush, we’ll warm up.” I said as I straddled him, my fingers grazing across the good bumped skin on the back of his neck.
“We really shouldn’t, your heart…” He objected, I could feel his eyes on me. The streetlights shone with a kaleidoscopic light through the frozen windows.
“I should, really. Please Harry, I’ve been going mad. I can’t stop thinking about how good you felt inside of me. I’ve been getting myself off to the thought of it for weeks now.” I said looking down at him with a pout. His fingers gripped into the sides of my thighs, I’d said the magic words.
His lips were on mine instantly, not giving me a chance to beg any longer. His tongue intruding my mouth with a fondness for my taste while I began pulling his jacket off, followed by his shirt and he in turn removed mine.
“I want you so bad..” I grunted into his ear as he tugged my bottoms off, leaving me in nothing but my knickers. He bucked his hips up, bouncing me up as he tugged his pants down. I felt his thickness instantly, hard against my ass cheeks.
I watched as his fingers snaked into my panties, sliding my underwear to the side as he placed two fingers inside of me. Judging by his vigor, he had been wanting this just as badly as I had, I don’t know why he didn’t act on it.
I mean, I do know, but he was much more resilient than I was.
My thoughts were thwarted when I felt his cock pushing inside of me. I almost forgot the quick sting of his girth.
“Oh, Harry…” I breathed as I clutched the fabric of his back seat. I don’t remember it being this large. Perhaps it is because of a different position.
I helped him thrust by lifting my ass up and sliding it slowly back down on his dick. Our eyes were closed, but every few seconds we’d open them, giving one another a lusty stare. His fingers clutched on to my ass, moving me quicker as he squeezed my cheeks. I could see the fog forming on the windows, we definitely weren’t cold now.
He moved a hand to my breast, squeezing a handful as he groaned. “You feel so good baby…” His words were barely above a whisper. He was so close, I recognized that look on his face.
His movements were speeding up now; I was practically galloping on his cock.
This was different, this was not the first time, we were letting our desires get the best of us.
“Summer, wait, get off.” He said and I looked down at him confused, “Hurry, babe. I’m going to cum…” He said even though he was still thrusting quickly inside of me. His eyes were shut tight and he had a grimace on his lips. He thrust into me one last, hard time and I immediately realized why he wanted me to get off of him.
Fuck.

Notes

So, I meant to update my other stories first, but I already had this written.
Hope everyone is having great holidays!!
Love to you all <3
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