Love You Goodbye - Harry Styles (Fanfic)

~Leslie~ (38)

I wish he would've done and said more. I don't know what else to say or do to get him to see I'm not angry. After our dance I took a few extra shots that I probably shouldn't have. I was definitely tipsy and feeling myself at the point of full intoxication but something had to get my mind off of him. I wasn't as bad as Madison though by the end of the night she was laughing hysterically and could barely stand. Sab helped Liam get her into his car. Louis hopped in with them as well. I found myself becoming slightly wobbly as we walked into the parking lot. I nearly tripped in my heels but I felt a familiar arm grab ahold of mine,
"Your riding with me."
"I want to help Madison."
"She has enough help and you aren't necessarily at your best right now either."
"Fine." I rolled my eyes and strutted to the car trying not to stumble. Once we made it back to the house Harry linked my arm in his,
"I can take it from here thanks."
"And I would feel better knowing you made it up the stairs without breaking your ankle."
I sighed deeply as he helped escort me up the stairs. Once I was inside my room I immediately took of my heels and the blazer part of my dress. I gestured towards the zipper of my dress but Harry didn't move. He looked away.
I sighed again, "Oh come, you helped me out earlier."
He looked back at me blank faced and slowly approached me,
"Any day now Styles." I said impatiently as I tapped my barefoot against the hardwood floor. He slowly unzipped my dress and made careful sure not to touch me this time and I was becoming annoyed. I let the dress drop to the floor and turned back around to face him in nothing but my black lace set. He looked away again,
"Oh come Harry it's not like you haven't seen it all before."
"Maybe not but things are different now." I huffed lightly,
"There is no winning with you is there."
"What do you want me to say Leslie?"
"Nothing now, I guess. Thanks for the help you can go. Would hate to make you feel awkward and uncomfortable." I turned my back to him as I grabbed my satin rob off my dress and put it on over me.
"You know I care about you Lessie."
"Then why are making things so complicated?!"
"I told you I wasn't going to push you. Your the one that said we needed time."
"Yeah I thought we did because I thought it would be good for us and we...but nevermind I guess I was wrong."
"You thought we'd what?"
"Nothing." I said again and turned my back towards him. It was dead silent in the room but I could feel him coming up behind me,
"I'm not trying to upset you Leslie." I turned around swiftly,
"Well damn it Harry you are! Your so fucking wishy washy. I can't take it anymore. I'm so tired of the mixed signals!"
"Mixed signals from me? Your the one who is hard to read. I tried making it obvious that I loved you before and you turned me down every-time so I don't know what you want me to say or do here."
"I want you to do what you feel. What you want? What is that you want, Harry?" The front of my robe was still open and I left it open intentionally. His eyes shifted downward on my body.
"There it is again." I pointed out his obvious observation of me.
"What?"
"That look."
"What look?"
"The look you have been giving me all fucking day Harry. You don't think I noticed."
He sighed and ran his hand over his mouth, "I should be going."
I shrugged my shoulders, "If that's what you want?"
He pointed a finger at me, "Don't do that to me."
"Do what?"
"Act like I have any other options."
"You do have other options. I can think of quite a few but you just won't take any of them. I was very close to him now my body inches from his.
"Your drunk." He said flatly.
"I'm tipsy there is a difference."
"Well it's unsober enough and the last thing I want is for you to hate me in the morning." He turned around and began striding towards the door,
"To late. I already hate you!"
He turned back around quickly,
"For what?"
"For a lot of things. For cutting your hair, for starring at me all damn day. For not dancing with me sooner. For letting me walk away 3 months ago. For barely talking to me since we got here. For acting like we are strangers and that I am the bad guy. I hate you for never calling." I could feel my eyes beginning to water, "I hate you for the way you make me feel every damn time I see you and for the way I can't stop thinking about you. But most of all I hate you for the way the that no matter how angry I am; no matter how much I despise you, I can't stay mad." Tears were trickling down my cheeks now, "Because you have become such a huge part of me I can't hate you. I can't stay angry with you. It's impossible and it's infuriating." I sniffed lightly and wiped the tears off my cheeks. He quickly strode towards and gripped ahold of my waist. He caressed my cheek with one hand as his forehead pressed against mine, "I haven't been able to stop thinking about you either."
I placed my hands on his chest as he starred at me intently,
"So why didn't you say something? Why didn't call me?"
"I didn't want to force like I did before and I didn't know what to say but believe me when I say that it's been agonizing."
I smiled lightly his lips centimeters from mine,
"Why do you have to be such a pain in the ass?"
"And why do you have to be alluring?"
"Well at least I know you still find me attractive."
He looked at me in disbelief.
"Well it's hard to tell when you don't say anything about it."
"I don't say anything because there aren't words to describe the feeling."
I smiled satisfactorily, "I've really gotten that far under your skin haven't I."
He sighed in frustration, "More than you'll ever know." I smiled flirtatiously and bit my bottom lip. He began to stare at me more intensely and I could see a lustful look flash through his eyes.
I smirked lightly, "Maybe you can show me."
He smirked before looking back at the door.
I grabbed ahold of his tie and pulled on it gently, "Because the way I see it, Mr. Styles, is you have two choices here. You can either fuck me." I whispered the words close to his ear before pulling back, or you can leave." The lustful look flashed through his eyes again and I felt his grip on my waist tighten,
"It's your choice." My eyes flashed from his glowing green orbs down to his lips and that did him in. He gripped ahold of my hips and forcibly pulled me into him crashing his lips onto mine. I quickly slipped my robe off as he pulled away and began fiddling with his belt. I slid off my underwear and smiled as he quickly dropped his pants and boxers. He kissed me roughly as his hand slipped underneath my thighs. He lifted me off the ground and placed me on top of the dresser pushing everything off the top of it as he set me down. I let out at soft moan as he nipped at the skin of my neck. His fingers imbedding themselves into my hips as he began thrusting into me. I gasped lightly feeling the heat rising in my core. I knew I was going to come quickly. I was so desperate for him. I dug my nails into his shoulders as he thrusted harder. Smalls moans escaping more frequently as I approached my orgasm. My body let go and my hips began to involuntarily press against him at a rapid pace. I smiled and pulled away slightly as he continued to try and kiss me teasing him just the slightest. He kissed my lips. His tongue brushing well against mine before he moved down to kissing the tops of my breasts,
"I'm not done with you yet." He mumbled into my neck before backing away. He slipped off his jacket and forcibly undid his tie and unbuttoned his shirt and proceeded to take off his socks and shoes. I slipped off my bra and began to tease his neck and jawline with kisses as he rapidly attempted to undress himself. Once he was done he lifted me up and forced me down onto the bed pinning my arms above my head. He thrusted into me again and I let out a sharp gasp which made him grunt. I gasped again as he continued thrusting. I moaned lightly in his ear.
"Fuck." I gasped again as his pace became more rapid and his groans more frequent. He quickly came inside of me his pelvis slamming firmly into mine but he didn't stopped. He kissed me lighter and more lazily before pulling me onto his lap. I rotated my hips against him and could feel myself approaching a second climax. His hands spread down my hips and onto my ass as he gripped ahold of me and paced my movements. I dug my nails into his shoulders and began raking them over his back, gasping more and more between kisses as I approached my climax. My body involuntarily moving against gos firmly but not as rapid this time. I kissed his lips biting lightly onto his bottom lip,
"I missed this." He stared at me intently and quickly laid me back down on to the bed. Kissing my lips. Then neck. His tongue trailing over and in between my breasts. I let out a pleasurable sigh as he trailed kisses down my inner thighs. His tongue grazing over my already throbbing core triggering a wave of instant pleasure. I moaned again. He continued to make slow and intense contact and I felt my body slightly pulsating, "Harry." I groaned feeling the intensity rising inside of me again. He pulled away from my core and began to kiss my inner thighs once again. I moaned at the lack of contact and let out a small whimper, "Don't stop."
"Tell me I'm the only one." He said huskily as he kissed my abdomen and neck. His eyes intensely gazing into mine,
"Your the only one." My words out as a whisper and I moaned when he thrusted himself inside me continuing a steady and firm pace until he climaxed again.