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Dark Star

Chapter 10

My thoughts were suspended as Harry gradually removed my clothes. He had not said much, but the intense look in his eyes made me remain silent too, so I merely watched as he slowly caressed my bare legs. It felt nice, so I closed my eyes in response, enjoying the feeling of his gentle hands as he slipped of my underwear. It was black and lacy and a recent purchase, but he did not even mention it as he threw it over his shoulder where it landed on the floor.

The surprising sensation of his lips softly pressed between my legs was enough for my eyes to fly open in shock and I could not help but jerk my body in response.

“It’s okay.” Harry said lowly. “Just lie back and relax.”

I took a deep breath before relaxing my body and breathed in sharply when I felt his lips return. A slight flick of his warm tongue was enough to set all my senses on fire.

“Oh my God.” I muttered and I looked down to see Harry regard me with a small smile.

“Nobody has ever done this to you before?” He asked and I simply shook my head in response.

He raised his eyebrows but did not respond as he bowed his head again. He tenderly kissed the inside of my thighs until I was tingling with anticipation as I waited for his next move. His tongue flicked over me again, this time more firmly and I tried my hardest not to squirm.

“It will feel good… just give me a chance.” Harry mumbled. I clutched the sheets around me and allowed him to part my legs a little wider to give him better access. He took advantage of that, burying his head between my legs and licking me so rhythmically that I could not help but swear under my breath. He took it up a notch by using his mouth, sending me to pleasurable heights. I was pinned down so firmly that I could only move my head from side to side. I was glad he could not see me, but I didn’t care if he could hear me and I did not hold back my moans of pleasure.

I dissolved in what felt like multiple orgasms, crashing down to Earth and leaving me a trembling mess. I opened my eyes to see Harry peering up at me with a smile.

“I’ve never had a girl come so hard and fast.” He said.

“Have you been with many girls?” I asked without thinking.

He responded with a shrug and a slight raise of an eyebrow. I felt slightly embarrassed as I covered myself with the sheets. He was Harry Styles… he had once been a member of one of the biggest boy bands in the world. What did I expect? I felt his hand on my arm and before I knew it he had gathered me in his arms.

“Wanna take a bath?” He whispered in my ear.

Before long we were ensconced in the big bath of the adjoining bathroom. It was full of bubbles and a tangle of limbs as I tried to get comfortable. Once again, he pulled me close, allowing me to relax in his arms.

“How did I ever find you?” He mumbled and I couldn’t help but laugh. The course of events over the last couple of months had happened so quickly, that it was hard to believe that I was lying naked in a bathtub with Harry Styles.

“I meant what I said.” He continued. “I’ve never been with anyone like you before.”

I wanted to ask him why, but I was still coming down from my high, my body so relaxed that my eyelids began to droop. We lay in the perfectly warm water for what seemed like ages, my thoughts now drifting to the plan I had been thinking about nonstop since my last shift at the Black Cat.

“I was working a couple of nights ago…” I spoke up. “And it was so chaotic… just really loud and busy…”

“Mmm?” Harry responded, sounding distracted as he tenderly ran his fingers down my arms.

“It got me thinking.” I said, suddenly feeling nervous. “What the Black Cat needs is a little live music…”

He did not respond and I could not see him to gauge his reaction. Once again I wondered if he was actually listening to me. Not knowing if he was catching my drift, I decided to come right out and say it.

“There’s a perfect space to set up… where the couches are… there’s an area perfect for someone to set up a stool and just play some music… and so I thought of you. So I wondered…”

“You wondered what?” He asked sharply and I realised he had definitely been listening to every word I was saying.

“I wondered if you’d want to do a little gig there. I spoke to Jack and he loved the idea, he thought that-”

Without warning Harry stood up in the bath, sloshing water everywhere as he reached for a towel and stalked out of the bathroom. I sat in the tub, not knowing what else to do, unsure if he was going to return. But soon the water turned cold and it was becoming apparent that I had been abandoned. Once I was dry, I wrapped the fluffy towel around me and padded into his bedroom where I found Harry flicking through his collection of records. I stood there for what seemed like forever, but he did not acknowledge my presence.

“You think I can really do this?” He asked without looking at me.

“I wouldn’t be asking you if I didn’t think you could.” I said truthfully. He turned to look at me and narrowed his eyes at my wide eyed expression.

“How do you do that?” He asked.

“Do what?”

“Make me think I can do anything.”

“I’m not asking you to climb Mount Everest, I’m asking you to sing. You used to love it… didn’t you?”

“Yeah… but it feels like a lifetime ago. I haven’t really sung or done anything like that for years.”

“Then this is perfect. There’s no pressure. People can either listen to you or they can just do their own thing… you know what the Black Cat is like.”

“Yeah I do, I’ve spent enough time there to know.” He said and then laughed sheepishly. “But just give me a chance to think about it… okay?”

I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around him, only for my towel to loosen and fall to the floor. It didn’t matter though, because before I knew it, Harry had scooped me up and placed me on the bed where he made love to me until the sun went down.

X


I gave him some space after that day. I had kind of expected his doubtful reaction, but I honestly thought it was a great idea. I hated seeing him stuck at his house all day, leaving only alcohol to numb his emotions at the Black Cat and attending therapy sessions that didn’t seem to be doing a thing to help him. He needed a new lease of life and what better way to do that but return to what he did best? I wasn’t asking for him to perform at Wembley. Just a small gig in a local venue where he knew everybody. I received a call from him a couple of days later and could not help but smile at the sound of his voice.

“I’ve missed you.” He told me.

“We only live next door… you could always visit me, you know.” I replied and we laughed but we both knew better. We had not exactly told our respective parents about how we had been seeing each other. His mother Anne and her partner were not always home and were seemingly oblivious, although I secretly wondered if his Mum suspected anything. My parents had no clue. As far as they knew, I was either working or spending time with friends. I don’t know why we were being so secretive, but a small part of me preferred things the way they were- for now. I was enjoying having Harry all to myself.

“I’ve been doing a lot of thinking.” Harry told me. “I even spoke to Dr Miller.”

“Your therapist?” I asked trying to hide my surprise.

“Yeah.” He replied. “She told me not to do it.”

“Oh.”

“So let Jack know that we’re on. I want to do this.”

“Oh my God, Harry, that’s great.” I cried. “I think this will be great for you. Who cares what your therapist thinks.”

He laughed and we quickly made plans to meet up at a local cafe and talk about the gig.

“I think I might need your help.” He had told me mysteriously.

When we did meet up, it was apparent why he had said that.

“I’m not doing One Direction.” He said firmly.

I was warming my hands on the mug of hot chocolate as I mulled over what he had just told me.

“Nothing at all?”

“Nope.” He replied. “This ain’t gonna be a One Direction retrospective.”

“Then what are you going to do?” I asked. To be honest, I had naively not thought that far ahead.

“Maybe I can do a few covers or something.” He said hesitantly and I could see he looked slightly uncomfortable. “I have some original stuff… but nothing I really want to show anyone right now.”

“Okay.” I said. I was pushing him enough out of his comfort zone, I didn’t need to push him completely over the edge. “Covers sound good.”

We discussed a few song options and he scrawled a couple of song titles in his notebook. He was in the middle of a sentence when he abruptly stopped as he glanced over my shoulder.

“What is it?” I asked.

“Man, this town is too small.” He mumbled.

I followed his gaze to see a blonde woman approaching our table. It took me a couple of seconds to realise it was Harry’s therapist, Dr Miller.

“Hello Harry.” She smiled

“Miller.” He greeted her.

She looked at me expectantly and Harry casually waved his hand at me.

“Uh this is Ali… Ali, this is Miller.”

“Dr Miller.” She chided him before shaking my hand.

“Nice to meet you.” I said.

She smiled again, revealing perfect ultra-white teeth. Clad in a sleek black suit with her hair slicked back into a low bun she exuded an icy blonde exterior which was at odds with her pretty face.

“You look busy.” She commented, glancing down at his notebook.

“Yep, keeping busy…” He replied guardedly. “Isn’t that what you always tell me to do… keep busy?”

“But you never listen.” She scolded. “It looks like this young lady is having a good influence on you.”

She smiled at me, but the warmth was gone from her eyes.

“He never listens, does he?”

I shrugged but her attention was not on me.

“I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon.” She said. “Did Helene tell you I’ve pushed your appointment back to three?”

“Yes Dr Miller.” He saluted her and she shook her head as his childishness.

“He never listens.” She repeated, giving me the once over before walking away.

“Wow.” I said under my breath, making Harry look up from his notebook.

“What?” He asked.

“She seems really… intense.” I said, not knowing if that was the right word.

“You should see her when she loosens up.” Harry said as he wrote down another song title.

“Trust me.”

“And you know this how?”

He looked up at me with a sheepish look.

“I just know.”

“You just know, huh?” I said unable to hide my suspicion.

“Dr Miller is an interesting case.” He said in a mock doctor’s voice. “She looks like she’s made of ice, but it doesn’t take much to make her melt.”

I shot him an unimpressed look as I drank the last dregs of hot chocolate before scraping back my chair.

“Where are you going?” Harry asked confused.

“Home.” I said shortly.

“Hold on.” He called, easily catching up to me as I walked out the door.

“No, I’m going home.” I muttered.

“I’m sorry.” He said, the words making me stop to look at his apologetic face. “I don’t think sometimes. I thought you knew how I felt about you… I thought you wouldn’t care.”

“That you’ve been sleeping with your therapist?”

“I’m not sleeping with her… I mean, we haven’t… we haven’t done anything like that for a long time.” He said. “Ever since I met you.”

We had reached the car and I leaned on the car door as I searched his face. His green eyes gazed at me intently and he cupped my face into his hands.

“Do I have to spell everything out to you?” He teased and I shrugged away from him, only for him to place his hands on my face again, making me look into his eyes. “I love you Ali… I wanna be with you. Haven’t you realised that by now. I don’t think I’ve ever felt like this about a girl. Ever.”

“Really?”

“Really. You’re the one I want to be with… always.”

I half expected him to seal his claim with a deep kiss, but instead he kissed me on the tip of my nose before drawing me close to him.

“I love you, Ali.” He murmured into my hair.

“I love you too.”

All my reservations melted away as I realised for the very first time that I had not only fallen in love with Harry Styles, but that I had fallen hard.







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10/23/19

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