#tomlinsassy

Harry and I stayed in the security questioning room while Jordan, Liam, Alexis, and Zayn all left to wander around the mall. I stared at him for a minute, taking in all of his beauty. My eyes traveled down from his deep, green eyes to his sultry pink lips. I reached out and savored the feeling of his curly locks in between my fingers. He bent his head into my hand and grabbed the curve of my chin.

“Hi Love,” he said, a smile erupting on his handsome face. I smiled automatically just hearing him call me ‘love.’ He knew that always made me melt.

“Hi,” I whispered back, tentative. I was still in shock of finally seeing him in person again. It felt like it had been a year without having him by my side.

“Stop being so scared! I’m not going anywhere anytime soon. We’re on out break and we decided to spend it here. We have a full two weeks to ourselves to do whatever the hell we want. So stop wasting our time together by being afraid I’m going to leave you any second now,” he said sternly.

I rolled my eyes. “Oh here we go, Mr. Almighty thinks he can control everything again,” I told him, pulling my hand away from him and crossing my arms.

“Oh you know you love it when I take control,” he said, giving him his signature half-smile and scooted closer to me. “It turns you on.” He whispered in my ear.

I fought my smile and turned away from him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, sir.”

“Oh sure you don’t,” he said unconvinced, pulling my chair closer to his. He leaned forward and started trailing his kisses down my neck and gently touching my collarbone. “Just like you don’t know what I’m doing.”

I laughed. “Nope, I have no clue what you’re doing,” I said, losing my battle of trying not to smile.

“Well you sure seem to like it,” he said, looking up at my raising an eyebrow.

I rolled my eyes yet again. “Oh shut it and kiss me,” I told him, grabbing him by the nape of his neck and pressing my longing lips against his. I felt a million nerves go off in my body and I never wanted to let that feeling go. He wound his long, delicate fingers through my hair and pulled me as close to him as possible. He was holding onto me like he never wanted to let me go and I felt the exact same way. I allowed myself to let go and be with him. I allowed myself to forget about my insecurities, about my doubts. I just let go and set myself free. He inched me closer to him and our hands started traveling across each other. My hands wound themselves to the button on his plaid button down and I started unbuttoning them without realizing what I was doing. I felt his hands travel down the back of my shirt and it just made me want to be closer to even more. We broke apart to catch our breath. He looked down at his disheveled appearance and chuckled softly.

“Wow,” he said, attempting to steady his breathing.

I laughed sheepishly. “Yeah sorry about that. I don’t know what came over me.”

He chuckled. “I don’t mind,” he said, raising his eyebrows. He leaned forward once again and started trailing kissing down my neck once again. “It’s you I’m worried about.”

I twisted my head away. “What is that supposed mean?” I said, straightening up.

He leaned back, bracing himself for an argument. “I meant that we both know that I’m not new in this area of expertise and I know that you are. I just don’t want to rush you into doing anything you aren’t ready to yet,” he said.

“Well, I think I can decided for myself whether I’m ready for something,” I told him.

“I didn’t say you couldn’t. I just said I don’t want to force you to do anything you want,” he said, running his fingers through his unruly hair. “I was trying to be sweet, but of course you took it the wrong way.”

“Oh, I took it the right way. I was just being difficult,” I told him laughing. I reached over and grabbed his hand. “Let’s get out of here. I’m starting to get a little creeped out. Plus I think you’re gonna get a little surprise once we get back home.”