Warming Up

Cora Greer's P.O.V:

Holy fuck.

Calm down Cora. Calm the fuck down.

There's nothing to be so nervous about. It's just Harry pinning you to his bed, naked, with me under him, also quiet exposed.

My heart raced and I felt a deep blush rising to my face.

I couldn't help it.

Those gorgeous green eyes. That fucking dimple. I'm not even gonna try to look at his naked as fuck body cause I know I'm just gonna faint. I've never been with a naked guy before, never.

Well, unless you count John, who's a fucking perverted old man.

FOCUS CORA.

Now is not the time to remember your fucked up past. No, we've been ignoring it since we came here and we shall keep ignoring it until I get a chance to end my miserable and worthless life.

I was snapped back to reality when I felt Harry's hot breath on my neck.

"What are you doing!? Get the fuck off me Harry! Right this instant!" I ordered.

"So fucking needy." he groaned against my ear. I felt his lips nibble my earlobe softly and I felt butterflies spread in my stomach as a weird feeling went through me.

I struggled and squirmed under him but of course to no avail since my tiny body was no match for his.

Fuck my 5 foot self for being so fucking short.

He was kissing my neck so gently. Tiny feathery kisses trailing up to my jaw then down to my collarbone. I felt like I was floating on a fucking cloud.

"H-Harry-" I breathed, my eyes fluttering close for a moment as I blushes profusely from embarrassment.

He stopped suddenly and I almost whined like a fucking puppy who's owner had stopped petting him.

I opened my eyes to see him reaching for the hem of his boxer shorts and my eyes widened.

"HARRY!!!" I screeched at him as I suddenly pushed him backwards, causing him to fall onto his back on the bed while I was suddenly on top of him with my hands on his (which were still on the hem of his boxers might I add), grabbing onto them for dear life.

Suddenly the door flew open and in came everyone.

Everyone was frozen to their spot for an awkward minute.

I suddenly rolled off of Harry and fell to the floor before quickly standing up. "IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!!!" I shrieked waving my hands.

They boys all started grinning and Harry rolled over to his side, resting his head in his hand, also grinning.

The little fucker.

"EHHHHHH, LOOKS LIKE HARRY'S GETTING SOME ASS TONIGHT-" Zayn grinned like a fucking idiot.

"No! That's not-" I tried to explain myself but Harry cut me off. "Guys, some fucking privacy please, Cora's shy." He smirked at me.

At that moment I knew I probably looked like a literal fucking tomato, I was blushing SO bad (from both embarrassment as well as pure fucking RAGE).

I pounced on Harry with a scream and started throwing pathetic punches at his chest. He laughed at my feeble attempts to hurt him.

"Cora, kitten, stop- that tickles!" He grinned which only made me more angry.

"We'll leave you both to it then." Liam smirked, winking at me. They gave Harry a thumbs up before leaving. I had stopped my attacks on Harry and started blushing from embarrassment again.

When the door shut behind them I tried to get off Harry to make a quick escape but Harry grabbed hold of my wrists and pushed me back onto the bed, straddling my waist.

I pulled at my wrists with all my might, my face scrunching up in anger again.

"Your'e only gonna hurt yourself, kitten." he cooed, bring his face closer to mine.

"HARRY FUCKING STYLES, GET THE FUCK OFF ME BEFORE I BITE YOUR FACE OFF." I snarled at him. He chuckled slowly.

"As much as I'd like to see you try, it's getting late so we'll continue this tomorrow you naughty kitten. Damn, can't even keep her hands off me for a fucking minute." he mumbled the last part with a smirk before getting off me and heading to his side of the bed.

I huffed as I caressed my wrists which would probably be bruised by tomorrow morning. I lied down as far away as I could from him and tucked the bed sheets securely around me so no creeping hands could touch me in the middle of the night.

"Night, kitten." he whispered before turning the lights off.

I rolled my eyes, eventually closing them so I could try and fall asleep.

*2 hours later*

I gulped as I clutched the sheets up to my nose nervously, still staring at the same corner of the room.

It looked like some hunched up shadow figure was standing there.

I had tried to fall asleep but then glanced at the corner of the room and noticed how creepy it looked and suddenly the whole fucking horror movie came rushing back to me.

So now I was scared out of my fucking mind and didn't know what to do.

I whimpered quietly as I tried to scooch backwards, so I was closer to Harry.

"H-Harry?" I whispered in a tiny voice. He didn't answer.

I tied to gently shake him but he didn't still respond. "Harry!" I whispered, on the verge of bursting into tears.

"Umm..." he groaned, finally stirring somewhat awake. "I- I'm scared." I whispered. He sighed.

"Come here." he said in his gruff sleepy voice, motioning me to turn towards him so our bodies were facing each other. He then slid his arm around my waist to swiftly pull me closer towards him so not and inch was left between us. I looked up at his face. The moon light was softly peeking through the windows, illuminating his face.

He looked so innocent while he was sleeping.

"This better?" he groaned, still seemingly half asleep.

"But-" I started but was cut off when he swung his leg over both of mine. "Y-yes." I whispered with a blush. He fell back asleep and not too soon after, I followed.

After years of insomnia I slept like a fucking baby.