Unexpected

Chapter 33

Samantha's POV:



Noises coming out of the kitchen wake me up the next morning and as I open my eyes I look right into Harrys face. Its seems like he is still sleeping a shy smile playing around his slightly open lips. I look at him for a moment before I realise its Niall in the kitchen. I cuddle closer to Harry. His arm is still around me as I lay my head softly onto his chest. I listen to his heart beat as he suddenly moves his other arm around me too.

"Did you sleep well?" he asks. Chills run down my body as I hear his raspy morning voice whispering into my ear, his warm breath causes me to shiver.

"Yes" I mumble into his chest "Did you?"

"I slept like a baby" he laughs huskily and I smile as I feel the vibrations from his laughing on my ear.

His arms tighten around me and I sigh happy, I never thought I enjoy waking up next to a boy. This is so new for me but I like it and I have to say I slept so good last night, I can't remember sleeping like this for a long time.

"Are you hungry?" Harry asks me, his voice is still thick of sleep and I could listen to it forever.

"A little bit" I answer honestly and I pull back from his chest to look at him.

"We could go out for breakfast?" Harry suggests and rubs his hand through his hair.

"I don't want to cause any trouble and we have to drive to.." I raise my eyebrows "I can't remember where but.." He cuts me off as he puts his thumb over my lips.

"You think too much" he whispers and goosebumps rise on my skin.

One touch together with his raspy voice and I get weak. This can't be healthy and I know it.

"I want us to be okay again" Harry whispers and his thumb strokes over my cheek.

"I thought we are okay again" I mumble not being able to speak, his touch drives me crazy.

"I wanna be more than okay, then?" He says and smiles at me.

His sleepy green eyes sparkle as he looks down at me and grabs my hips to pull me closer to him. I hold my breath but I can't manage to look away, his eyes basically catch me every time he looks at me.

"Do we have enough time?" I breath as his face comes closer to mine and his cheeky smile gets bigger.

"Always" he whispers before his lips meet mine.

This is the feeling I missed so much. Butterflies, Fireworks and more explode in my body as his warm and soft lips meet mine. His hand travels from my cheek to my neck and grabs it softly. I scoop closer to him and turn off my brain. He presses his lips harder against mine and begins to move them. Its a feeling which is hard to describe. I can't think straight and everything begins to turn around, I'm completely weak. He pulls me closer with his strong hands as I move my hand on his chest and grab the hem of his shirt. Even if our bodies are pressed against each other I still want him closer. My lips move in harmony with his as he softly pulls back and I open my eyes after a while. He looks me straight in the eyes and smiles.

"I guess that is a yes then?" he asks and raises his eyebrows.

I'm not able to answer because his lips already press against mine again, this time harder. He pulls me as close as possible and grabs my hips before he turns me around so I have to lay on him. I let out a surprised shriek but his hand on my neck doesn't allow me to pull back. This feels good, this feels better than I've ever imagined. I feel his muscles against my stomach, I knew his body was well toned but not like this. His arms release my face and wrap around my body as he softly pecks my lips a few times. I know he is teasing me. Every time his lips leave mine I already want them back, the warmth which streams through my body every time my lips lock with his in indescribable. His full lips barely touch mine as he pecks me again a few seconds later. He pulls back only to kiss me again. Soft, this time, so soft that I shiver. As I open my eyes he has his already open and looks at me.

"I guess we should get ready then" he whispers huskily and I nod.

He smiles and I can't help myself. I lean down and connect my lips with his. I feel him smiling, I guess he never expected that. His soft lips begin to move again and I sigh as he lets his tongue run over my lips. It makes me uncomfortable to realise how much experience he has and how less I have as he slips his tongue into my mouth. I let him experience my mouth with his warm tongue as he starts searching for my tongue. His arms tighten around my body as I refuse to let his tongue touch mine, I never really know how to react whenever our kisses get so intense and now that I'm completely sober its harder for me.

He slips his tongue out of my mouth, pecks my lip again before he turns around and lays down on top of me. I open my eyes surprised and he smirks down at me.

"Don't tease me" he laughs quietly as the heat in my stomach starts to grow bigger. The vibrations from his laughter send chills down my whole body. I let my hands run up and down on his perfect toned arms and he growls before he smashed his lips against mine again. This time he opens my mouth almost a seconds after he connects his lips with mine and his tongue is more forcing than before. I shiver as he finds my tongue and slowly starts to fight with it. Slowly slipping his tongue into my mouth, touching mine and moving it out again. He is teasing me but I like it, I like the feeling he gives me and I like kissing him like that. It doesn't take long before I forget thinking about what I do and just let him drive me insane. He groans as I wrap my hands around his upper body and squeeze him softly. He closes his lips around mine, pressing my lips between his before he pulls back and I open my eyes.

"We should go before I can't hold myself any longer" he mumbles and goosebumps of excitement appear on my skin as I think about what he could do to me.

He pecks my lips again, softly without any pressure and only the light contact between him and me makes me feel the fireworks in my stomach.

"I'll be in the bathroom" he whispers and stands up.

I lay there completely taken away as I watch him going into our bed room. His perfect long legs which only have three small tattoos. His so well toned upper body which drives me insane and even if I'd never admit that but his black inched skin makes him look so much hotter. I've never been attracted to tattoos but he changed this, I really like tattoos now and they fit him perfectly.
He doesn't turn around before he enters the room and I sigh as I hide my head in the pillow. I'm not normal, yesterday I fight with him and tell him to never touch me again and then I crawl to him and now I let him kiss me like that. My brain and my body want different things but I don't care this time, I need him close to me and I like him when he is like that. Cute, lovely and sweet.



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Harry's POV:



If she would only know how she turns me on with only kissing me. I never knew that something like this is possible but she drives me crazy. Her touch makes me nearly explode and I don't ever want to stop kissing her. This is not normal, I can't feel like this. I can't start to really, really like her, that wont work. I don't have the time for this kind of shit.

I look at me in the mirror as I stand in the bathroom and brush my teeth. My hair is a mess, my eyes look sleepy as fuck and still she looks at me with her big brown eyes and she sees me. The real me , not the superstar everyone else sees. My heart beats faster as I imagine her looking at me. Those eyes are the main reason I get so weak around her. I quickly wash my face and ruffle a few more times through my hair before I begin to dress myself.

"Harry" I hear her knocking on the door.

"Yeah" I mumble, pulling the shirt on.

"How much longer to you need?" she asks me, even her voice sounds cuter when she is sleepy.

"I'm almost finished, give me a sec" I answer and put my jeans on.

I grab my socks and the black leather jacket before I open the door and I see her stumbling back.

"Oh my god, sorry" I look at her shocked and she pulls her eyes wide open.

"Its okay" she chuckles "that was my fault" with that she rushes into the bathroom and I hear her turning the water on.

I sit back down on the bed and look on the clock, its 9am we have about 2 hours before we leave and I couldn't give more than a fuck about what Paul is going to say. I'm just so happy I didn't mess up completely and I hope she wont be down today because of her mum. I really wanted to help her last night but she didn't let me and part of me feels like I failed and let her down.

I jump surprised as the door opens only a few minutes later and Samantha stumbles out and rushes to her suitcase to grab some clothes.

"Well that was quick" I laugh and she turns around with her hands full of clothes.

"We don't have much time remember?" with that she closes the door again.

I sigh as I lay back down on the bed. One thing that amazes me so much about her is that whatever she is wearing or if she has less time to get ready or is hangover, she always looks perfect. There hasn't been one day when she didn't look perfect. She is so beautiful without even trying.

As she enters the room again, she wears just light blue jeans with a black light pullover which is lose around her skinny body. She has a red scarf around her neck and her hair falls curly down her shoulders. She didn't even apply much make-up but in my eyes she looks absolutely amazing, she looks beautiful.

"You look beautiful" I stutter as she grabs her bag and looks at me.

"Thanks but I didn't even have much time" she smiles and I like how insecure she is about herself.

"Ready?" I ask her and she nods.

I grab my sunglasses and my wallet on the way out, slip into my brown boots and decide to leave my leather jacket at home. I wouldn't need it anyway.

I can't help myself and stare at Samantha as she walks down the corridor to the elevator of the hotel. She suddenly turns around and I nearly cough out of surprise.

"What if people recognize us?" she asks me and her big brown eyes are full of concern.

"Then there will be articles about you and me" I say and I don't really give a shit about what those stupid newspapers write about me.

"Okay" she mumbles and looks down as I push the button for the elevator.

"Its not like nobody is allowed to see me and now that you're mum f.." I stop myself before I can finish the sentence. How stupid am I to even speak about this now.

"I'm sorry, I just. She knows now and you can go out more now" I want to explain it to her but she doesn't look up.

I grab her arm and pull her into the elevator but she still refuses to look at me.

"Sorry" I mumble again and pull her closer.

She doesn't react but I can tell by the look on her face that she is trying to hold back the tears. I really need to learn to think before I speak. Sometimes I could punch myself, why did I ruin it right now, she looked so happy a few minutes ago.

"I did.." I start but she cuts me off.

"Can we just not speak about my mother right now?" she asks me and as I look into her eyes it breaks my heart. Her eyes are filled with tears and her voice is pressed, she tries so hard not to cry now and its my mistake.

"Sorry" I look down on my feet. I hate to see her like this.

As the elevator stops she rushes out of it and I follow her immediately, she stops before the big doors of the hotel and turns around to face me. Her lips are formed to a smile and if I didn't know her so well I wouldn't recognize that this smile was fake.

"Where do we go?" she asks and points outside.

The whole street is full with fans waiting for me.

I roll my eyes and let out a deep sigh. "Sometimes their love is just too much" I mumble before I walk to the reception to ask for a back entrance.

"They just love you" Samantha states and I turn around.

"I know but their love can switch to hate as soon as they see me with you, that's what I don't like about it" I tell her honestly and her mouth forms to an 'o'. It is like she never really thought about me getting hate for being with a girl. We aren't even something, I just want to go to have breakfast with her but the newspapers and the girls outside will start the drama before I can even finish my coffee at starbucks.




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