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Sixteen.

Moments after I knock on the door, it swings open revealing Harry in sweats and a smirk. His curly hair was pulled back into bun and his cologne and minty breath filled my nose and head as he spoke;


“Hello Miss McCall” he said in his rasp.

“Hello Mr Styles” I say giggling as I walk into the hotel room. My chin almost drops to the floor at the effort he has made. The lights in room containing a sofa and his bed are dimmed low, with candles lit everywhere. There is an excess of pillows and blankets thrown onto the bed and a single rose planted in the middle. I run up like a little child and jump on the bed, retrieving the rose and smelling it. Its fresh and brilliant red in colour, I look back up to him with thankful eyes and his smile only grows.

“Do you like it?” he questions walking towards the bed that I am now sat on. I feel my heart rate pick up as he gets closer and closer and eventually climbs onto the bed with me, his face nears mine until our foreheads and noses are almost touching and we are breathing the same air.

“I love it” I manage to squeak out. I feel the air move around me as his face changes into a smirk, indicating just how close we are. He edges forward and I meet him half way, finally connecting our lips in what feels like the most needed kiss of my life. We move in synchronisation for a few moments until his hands apply a light pressure on my shoulders pushing me slowly to lay down on the bed. His knees straddle my legs and his arms are supported by his hands resting either side of my head while he stares into my eyes, he picks one arm up and caresses my face;

“So beautiful” he breathes. I was thankful for the dim light in the room, making him unable to see me blushing. He reaches underneath my top and grace his hands over my waist making goose bump rise under his touch. My mind races about to the first time he tried something with me, I ran on him and it was beyond awkward. I don’t want to push him away but I’m scared, I’ve never done this before and I don’t want to embarrass myself further. My hands find his and bring them to a halt, looking down and embarrassed. I try to control my breathing and stop panicking but I can’t.

“I don’t think I’m ready” I whisper, bringing his hands out from underneath my hoodie.

“Hey” he says smiling, and nudging my chin up to look at him “It’s okay, I’ll wait, and I’m an ass for not talking to you about it” he speaks, still incredibly close to me, I peck his lips.

“This is…” I start, not knowing how to tell him that I’m about as sexually experienced as a nun. “New to me” I finish, blushing a deep shade of red.

“It’s okay cuddles, I thought it was what you wanted, but I’m completely okay with waiting” he thinks for a minute, looking into my eyes. “Urg, I such an idiot” he says raising his voice a little and sitting up.

“No, you’re not Harry” I say taking his face in my hands. “I’m just scared” I say so quietly that
only he can hear.

“Please don’t think I’m pushing you into this Phoebe” he was serious “I really like you and now I’ve ruined this date” he says frustrated.

“No you haven’t” I smile “it’s perfect” I kiss his lips again and he melts into it. I gently pull back and he smiles.

“You’re something special Cuddles” he grins and I blush.

We spend the rest of the night snacking and watching trashy films, my head remains snuggled into his chest most of the night and a enjoy the slight vibrations of it as he speaks, he tells me about the schedule for the upcoming weeks and I tell him about moving in tomorrow. MOVING IN TOMORROW. My head jerks up and I grab my phone

“You okay?” he questions quietly as I read the time off my phone

01:26am

“Shit” I speak, “I should probably get going, can you and the boys help us move in tomorrow?” I ask

“Yeah of course” he smiles sleepily

“Thank you” I kiss him once more and it feels like time washes away. “I had a great time” I smile back at him. “See you tomorrow, sleep well” I say rushing out of the door, hearing him chuckle at my urgency. I don’t even want to hear what Lucy has to say about me coming back at 1:30 in the morning.

Notes

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Comments

Read this in one go and I love it! I hope you update soon :) xx

blankspace1 blankspace1
9/5/16

thank you <333

@Allie Miller

HazzaBear1234 HazzaBear1234
7/25/16

@HazzaBear1234
i love the story still though.. and you :) so chin up buttercup <3 <3 x

Allie Miller Allie Miller
7/24/16

I'm so inactive :')

@Allie Miller

HazzaBear1234 HazzaBear1234
7/23/16

Holy crap!!!

Allie Miller Allie Miller
7/23/16