Chapter 10

Emma

The next morning I woke up to my alarm knowing Harry would be here soon. Shawn was still asleep so I quietly snuck out of bed and headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Washed my face and grabbed my school items and headed down the stairs. Parents were gone at work so I was alone here, besides Shawns sleeping body in my room. I made a cup of coffee and waited for Harry to show up. Cleaned up the living room while I waited. The door bell rang and I slowly made way, with my cup of coffee, and opened the door to Harry who was dressed just as lazy as I was, and looked horrible. He had bags and dark circles around his eyes, and his hair was also thrown up and he wore sweats and a tshirt... he also wore vans. Harry wears vans?

"How you holding up?" I asked and he shrugged walking in.

"Coffee?" He eagerly nodded and followed me to the kitchen. While I got his coffee ready, he sat down at my table and pulled out his lesson plan of the day. I gave him his coffee and sat down with him. He pulled out the plans and stared at them. He wasn't moving and he was breathing slow and heavy. I could smell the rum from here. He's been drinking a lot and maybe was still kind of drunk.

"Harry." His eyes slowly looked at me and I could just see how broken he is.

"Are you sure you can do this?" He nodded.

"You have to graduate." His voice monotone and I knew that he wasn't going to try anything on me today. He carried on with his lesson and I, for once, for his sake, listened. I knew he wasn't in the mood for my attitude and laziness. It was hard because I never understood math. It was just something I never grasped.

"Dammit Emma you subtract this from that." His deep and very raspy voice snapped making me jump. His sudden outburst startled me. He pulled at his hair and looked down.

"Sorry. I just- fuck." He was really torn up. I closed my folder and placed my hand on his.

"Harry it's okay to take a break. This is a huge shift and you deserve to take a break from life. Your mental health is also important." He tried his best to smile at me. Shawns footsteps echoed in my ear, making me snap my head to the stairs and look at his shirtless perfect sculpted body.

"Who's this?" Shawn asked curiously.

"My professor." He cocked an eyebrow taking in Harry's state. He dismissed it and made himself a cup of coffee.

"So this how you guys meet eh?" I nodded. Pretty much besides the whole sex part or maybe that was a part of it. Harry didn't even care that Shawn was here but thrown off by the different accent and choice of words.

"Who's this?" He asked his deep voice breaking through. Shawn sat on the counter.

"This is Shawn... my ex." Shawn smirked lifting his mug taking a sip. If he knew what Harry was going through, he would not be laughing.

"Oh." I'm shocked he didn't say anything else. Maybe he was just waiting for later to interrogate me.

"Well I'm going back to bed. Your bed is very comfortable I will add." Shawn sauntered off back up the stairs, and I paid my attention back to Harry who was giving me a death glare.

"You leave me knowing I'm going through a rough break up, then you go on a date and now you let your ex sleep in your bed." I looked at him with disbelief. Okay fine he want to go down thay route, he brought this upon himself.

"First of all, life goes on, second of all how do you know I went on a date and third, he wasn't invited." He dropped of his jaw and sat back in dismay. Clenched jaw and flared nostrils, he turned his head away.

"I was at the cafe last night. I'm surprised you didn't even see me." What an arrogant fuck.

"I'm sorry that you weren't the centre of my attention on my date Harry." My voice bitter and bitting. He crossed his arms over his chest and scoffed.

"You let me fuck you then go on a date. That doesn’t sound good."

"You have no right to say that. You initiated Harry." How dare he say that when he was the one who kissed me and started all of this. But, then again, it takes two to tango. And, god he made me feel amazing.

"Yes I do."

"No. You did things with me while being married. That's a hoe move." He scoffed at me before I noticed a small smile break through.

"Fine, I guess we are both hypocrites." He chuckled before he looked to my lips while licking his. I knew he craved human touch. He leaned in and slowly pressed his lips to mine and I melted at his touch. Deepening the kiss, we stood up and he led me on to the counter top and I sat down. He clawed at my pajama pants and pulled them down.

"I just need to feel you." I was going to here here for him. Next, my panties disappeared and so did his sweats and boxers. Slipping inside of me, I let out a pant knowing I had to be quiet. Shawn is right upstairs sleeping and Harry was inside me making me explode in pure ecstasy. His thrusts, hard and slow making me breath heavy. My hips meeting his he gripped the edge of counter on the other side and let him fuck me as hard as he wanted.

"Oh god, fuck baby girl." I tossed my head in pleasure softly moaning daddy. My hands pulling, and tugging, messing up his hair taking out the hair tie. I leaned my head forward as my insides turned to mush. I quickly moaned daddy into his ear egging him on wanting to come around him.

"Keep going, don't stop." He listened going faster into making me go speechless as the intense pleasure.  Our lips fighting each other, fighting for dominance but he was winning. Taking me off the counter, he turned me around and took me from behind but not in ass. I'm not into that.

Lurching forward, he held my hips in place as he fucked me, and fucked me hard. I knew he was close. His thrusts becoming sloppy. I was close to. Pulling my hair back, I nearly screamed.

"Baby I'm about to come." I moaned in response before I felt him fill me up and I came hard around him. Pulling out we fixed our selves and he kissed me, a simple kiss but it was enough.

"God I needed that." I smiled at him and we just chatted about happy things, to take his mind off a few things.