Bound To Share [Harry Styles] [A.U.] (completed✔️)

53: Gum

HARRY'S P.O.V.

Without taking my eyes off the deepest blue waves in the ocean that are her eyes, I walk toward her and sit beside her in the sofa. She gasps in shock as soon as I pull her close and hold her tight inside my arms. I let my fingers thread through the wavy locks of her hair before I tilt her chin up to make her stare straight into my eyes. "We're not going to fuck, but it doesn't mean we can't try a few things."

She frowns, doubt settling over her beautiful face. "Hmm."

Before I get a grasp of whatever shit is happening, I'm already back to kissing her so hard, then pulling her head back, pushing my tongue inside her mouth and grabbing her waist and kneading her there the hardest I could. "Good?" I ask her between our kisses. Her response is only a weak, appreciative hum. I like it that she knows very well what to do with her hands. They go from fisting my long curls, to tearing at my shoulders then reaching my face to cup my cheeks in her palms. I don't know how she does it but there's something phenomenal about how she touches me. She just turns me so fucking on effortlessly. I mean, why is she even bailing out with the fucking? She's so good and with the way our moves and our tongues synch perfectly together, saying this girl isn't ready is nothing but a load of bullshit. While we are both busy pushing our tongues into each other's mouth, I slide my hand under her skirt.

She moans in protest and wrenches my hand away. What the fuck. "Harry..."

"We did this in the cab, Elle. Don't you dare tell me we can't because I'm seriously going to slam my head against the wall."

"It's different in the cab. We both knew we wouldn't get too far." She reasons out and shit does she annoy me.

"Okay, I mean..." I've lost grasp of the ways how to respond to her so I've ended up tugging at the roots of my hair and just giving up. "Fine, let's just shut the fuck up and kiss, shall we?"

A jolt of light laughter escapes her lips and all of a sudden, a twinge of an unknown emotion starts twisting inside of me. I'm beginning to fall really, very hard for this girl. And the fact that she doesn't feel the same and obviously doesn't give a shit about where all this is headed to is suddenly becoming... unbelievably terrifying.

DAN'S P.O.V.

The first thing that I saw the next morning when I woke up is the white ceiling. I've seen that ceiling before, not too long ago after the night when I almost got molested by the same people who attacked me last night in the pub. Everything is basically the same. The stacks of books are still perfectly aligned on the wall. The white blinds are still twisted to let the rays of the sun enter the room, and the bed is still coated by clean white sheets. The only thing that makes the room and the whole situation different now... is the tattooed arm that's swathed around my waist. I'm lying on my side, my head practically pressed against a long, white pillow that we obviously share as I could feel his nose, his lips nestled to the back of my neck. His breathing is soft and steady, letting me know that he's relaxed and calm in his sleep. There's nothing that happened between us besides kissing, cuddling and inappropriate touching last night, but for some reason we still ended up sleeping together on his bed. How and why it happened, it really doesn't matter. That night happened for us to relish on the wonderful feeling of being loved. And that's all it would ever be. A night of fun, discovery and sensations. Nothing more, nothing less.

I slip out from under Harry and discover he's half-naked though I can never be sure as there's a blanket securing him from the waist down. Sitting on the side of the bed gives me the perfect view of Harry's tattoos. From there, I can see that his left arm is almost completely inked from the top down. I've seen the sparrows below his collarbone before and also the butterfly across his stomach but the pair of what seems like leaves gracing the spot before the void region is new to me. I inch a little closer, trying to examine them, only to get me shocked with another discovery. Harry's got two extra nipples on his abs! Are these real? I mean...