GREEN (RL Harry Styles fanfic)

19. Green and Gold

I was awoken by the sound of TuPac filling the room. As I tried to make sense of why California Love was playing at what I assumed was 7 or 8 AM the music stopped and I heard Harry's gravely morning voice.

"Hello? Yeah. I'm here. Because I was sleeping. No, I'm not at home. Hollywood, I believe. I suppose I can, what time? Okay, where? Alright, see you then Julie." Harry placed his phone back on the bedside table and fell back down to his pillow.

I had gathered from hearing his one-sided conversation that he was to meet someone named Julie, but I couldn't determine much more than that.

"What time is it?," I asked, not wanting to pry but wanting Harry to know I was awake for his phone call, hoping he'd divulge something. God I was such a girl sometimes.

"8:30," Harry answered giving me nothing more.

"Nice ringtone, by the way, though I don't know who calls this early," I said as coyly as I could.

"Haha. Thanks. It was Julie from the PR team. She wants to meet with me at 10." His voice was still deep and coarse from it's rest overnight.

I mentally patted myself on the back for finding out who called. At the same time I mentally kicked myself for feeling jealous when I first learned it was a women on the other line.

"Do you think it's about me?," I asked not really wanting to pry anymore. I was feeling guilty for my moments of doubt now.

"Oh it's definitely about us." His voice had regained its smooth molasses flow and the way he said 'us' caused me to smile. Not only because his accent was so thick that the word was nearly unrecognizable, but also at his choice of the word. That there was an us. "Julie doesn't call unless there's a situation to be handled." My smile quickly down turned realizing PR was now involved and things would be 'handled' as he put it.

"Oh," I said trying to sound fine but failing.

"Babe, don't worry about it. I'll tell her about us working together. She'll be able to get that angle into the media." Harry tried his best to quiet my fears, and it worked, especially because he called me babe again. I knew how PR worked, thanks to my job in fashion. I was never really fond of it, though I knew it was a necessary evil of the business. "I don't think I have time to run home and change before I meet with her. I'm going on day three in these pants," Harry said tugging at the waistband of his underwear.

"Well it's only fair if I let you borrow some of mine, since you let me borrow a pair of yours," I teased.

"I'd love to get in your panties Liv, but that's not exactly what I had in mind," Harry said as he rolled his body on top of mine, us both still under the covers.

The weight of his body pressing against me took my breath away. He kissed me, just like we had fallen asleep doing last night. This time I could feel his need for my body by how his lips were curled into a smirk and how his hands roamed over my t-shirt and his left hand settled on my breast. I moaned into his mouth as he pressed his hips into me and I felt him hardening. He pulled away from my lips and raised up to look at me.

"God I wish I had time to fuck you right now." The way he pulled his lower lip into his mouth when he said fuck sent a shock of electricity straight to between my thighs. I wrapped my legs around his waist and locked my ankles behind him.

"So stay and fuck me," I persuaded, tightening my thighs around him and I watched as he closed his eyes and bit his lip again while taking in a deep breath through his nose.

"I have to leave in an hour, Liv. That's not nearly enough time to do all things I want to do to you and shower and get ready. But I promise you when I come back through that door I will make it up to you or you can squeeze the life out of me with those legs of yours." I sighed and released him from my leg lock. Harry rolled himself off the bed and adjusted his erection in his black boxer briefs. "Seriously, what am I going to wear? These pants are all wet." Harry turned to look at me. He smiled as I blushed at my inability to hide how turned on he made me.