Secrets

Eighteen

When I woke up, I smelled Harry. I smiled, keeping my eyes closed while rolling into him. I missed being able to just sleep with him. It was a much needed part of my life now.

I opened my eyes and blinked a few times, seeing Harry's chest. I kissed his neck and smiled to myself when he tightened his grip on me while he was still sleeping.

I noticed we were in my room. That made me smile even more. I was home, and that's what mattered. I had Harry and Liam, and our parents. I had my powers back.

I wiggled out of Harry's grip and stretched, making the sleeve of my hoodie fall to my elbow. My arms didn't have the scars on them. I smiled and touched one lightly, not fully believing that they were gone. I was so used to them at that point, it was weird to see them gone, but I wanted them gone.

I touched Harry's shoulder, then decided to just lay back down. I couldn t keep my smile off my face. This was where I belonged. Not the normal world, not where I'm separated from Liam. But here.

About an hour later, Harry started to wake up. I sat up, sitting on his lap, making him open his eyes. "Good morning," I told him, leaning down to kiss him.

"Good morning," Harry mumbled against my lips. I pulled him to a sitting position without ever breaking the kiss. I wound my arms around his neck after while his lips trailed down my neck, sucking and nipping lightly. "I missed you."

"I missed you," I repeated, digging my nails into his shoulder as I attempted to stay still. He was making it hard to stay still, and I couldn't help but rut against him when he bit my shoulder. "Harry," I warned breathlessly.

He lifted his head up and crashed our lips together. "Want me to stop?"

"No," I answered as soon as he spoke. "God, no." After that, my hips moved against his while we kissed messily. His hands stayed firm on my hips, helping me control the pace.

He pulled my shirt off with only breaking our kiss for a few seconds, then he went back to leaving love bites all over my chest.

"Hey," Liam called through the door with three loud knocks. Harry pulled back lazily and smirked when I rolled off his lap and covering myself with the blanket.

"What's up?" I called, hoping what we were just doing wasn't evident.

"Breakfast. And save that shit for later," he joked. I yelled at him to get out, which just made him laugh harder before closing the door.

"Oh, we will," Harry laughed, kissing my head before getting up.

I rolled my eyes as I stood, finding my shirt and slipping it back on over my head. Harry grabbed me before I could open the door and kissed my neck again. "Seriously, we're finishing later."

"I don't doubt that," I responded, pulling away from him with a small grin.

My parents smiled as soon as they saw me. "Morning, Lou," my mom said.

"Morning." I laughed as Harry randomly grabbed my sides and pulled me back to his chest right before I sat down. "Harry," I whined playfully.

He just smiled and kissed my cheek again. "Hey, they all knew this was coming."

"That doesn't mean you get to hog him though," Liam told him.

"I don't think he minds."

"I don't." I stuck my tongue at Liam when he seemed offended.

We all ate together and laughed. Everything seemed so normal and relaxed, which was what I missed the most. Niall was so uptight about every thing, but here , they were happy about me being back. They weren't going to keep me on a leash.