Typical Me pt. 2 - Harrison Osterfield
summery: You go to London to celebrate the New Year, but a blue eyed guy messes up all of your plans.Â
A/N: Iâm warning you guys, this one contains some (poorly written) smut. And yeah. Thereâs at least one more part! So tell me what you think, and just write me a message if you want to be on the taglist! I hope you guys enjoy this one, and please tell me what you think! Iâve had this one planned for a while now!
You had spent most of the night switching between making out and just talking. When you finally fell asleep, Harrison couldnât. He just held you close, and placed small kisses in your hair. Much later than you, he managed to fall asleep, and a smile stayed on his lips.
This was how Tom found you, close to noon next day. You were still wearing the makeup from last night, and Harrisonâs mouth and neck, was covered in the lipstick that had previously been on your lips. Tom couldnât help but take a picture of his sleeping friend. Harrison had done the same to him, so why not get some payback?
âGuys! Thereâs 13 hours left of this year. Time to get up. We have to pick up food and stuffâ Tom said loudly, after having placed his phone safely in his pocket.
When you opened your eyes, you saw Tom leaning against the doorframe. He had a smug smile on his face, and you tried to hide your face in Harrisonâs chest.
âWhat are you guys doing for New Years? Do you have any plans?â You asked. Your words got a bit muffled against Harrisonâs skin, but it was still understandable.
âThe same as last year. Weâre going to get some food, and smoke a cigar. Then weâll watch the fireworks from here, because we got one of the best views in all of London. Then weâll meet up with some friends and go for drinks. Properly with my brothers, since theyâre actually 18 nowâ Tom said, as Harrison started moving a bit.
âYeah. Food, cigar, fireworks, drinks. Perfect way to enter a new yearâ He mumbled, before even opening his eyes. âGood morning, by the wayâ
âWhat do you want me to do?â You asked, as you sat up.
âFirst off, I think you need get yourself. And Haz. Cleaned up a littleâ Tom commented, as you took a better look at Harrison. The color of your cheeks almost matched the color of your lipstick, on Harrisonâs neck.
âWhat are you talking about?â Harrison asked with a tired voice.
âYou got some. Uh. Lipstick. On your neckâ You said, a wide smile on your lips. There was something about it, that made him look hot.
âItâs not really your color, Haz. Oh, and since I picked up the food last year, you get to do it this year. So if you donât mind, Iâm going to borrow your girlfriend to decorate this place a littleâ Tom winked, as he left the bedroom.
âGirlfriend? Thatâs not. Weâre not. I mean. I wouldnât mind. But noâ You said flustered. âItâs too soon, right?â
âYeah. Totally. Way too soon. I wouldnât mind either, but. Too soonâ Harrison was just about as flustered as you, and you felt yourself biting your lip.
âWe should. Maybe get up?â You said, getting up from the bed. âIâll just take a shower, if thatâs alright with you?â
âYeah. Sure. Iâll just. Yeahâ He managed to get out, as you found something to wear in your bag, and walked into the bathroom. Your ankle was doing much better today, but you were still limping a bit.
You didnât bother to lock the door. Harrison didnât dare go in there, when he knew you were taking a shower, and you for some reason, you just assumed Tom wouldnât either. While you were washing your hair, you heard the door open. The glass to the shower wasnât clear, so they couldnât see you, but they could very much see your silhouette, and that was enough to make you panick.
âY/n! Harrison just left to pick up the food. Heâll be back in like an hour or twoâ Tomâs voice said, and you instinctively tried to cover your body with your arms.
âAny reason to why you need to tell me that, right now? That couldnât wait till I got out of the shower?â You asked, the anxiety clear in your voice.
âI actually just wanted to tell you, that I think you should wear some fancy underwear. That sounded way less creepy in my head. What Iâm trying to say is, there is so much sexual tension between the two of you, and I know it would turn Harrison so much onâ Tom said, and you moved your head outside of the glass, so you could look at him. He was standing with his back against you, not even taking a little peak at you. âAnd that still sounds creepy, great job Tomâ
âThis is so awkward, and Iâm not really that comfortable with being butt ass naked while youâre in the room. Give me. 5 minutes, and Iâll be out. Then weâll talk about my underwear situationâ You said, as you put your head under the shower head once again.
âThat was 7 minutes, but I forgive youâ Tom said from the couch, as you left the bathroom.
âAnd I forgive you for walking into the bathroom while I was in the shower, to talk to me about my underwearâ you fired back, as you limped your way to the couch. For now, you had decided to try without the crutches.
âBack to that. Youâre a really nice girl, and I think Harrison really likes you. The whole night evening last night, I was just waiting for you guys to kiss each other, and I think you ended up doing just that. But the sexual tension is still there, and I know my best friend. He canât not act on it, and I just want you to be prepared for that. Maybe even make sure that you feel really good about yourself tooâ He said, suddenly seeming serious.
âAre you always so involved in your friendsâ sex life?â You asked, looking at him in utter surprise.
âNo. Just with Harrison. And itâs because I really want this to work out. I mean, I love him, but sometimes he has a horrible taste in girls. Youâre great, so Iâm rooting for you. Iâve never seen him get a crush this fastâ Tom smiled kindly, and you just shook your head.
âWell. Iâll tell right now that he is fully capable to not act on it. I really thought it was going to happen last night, I wanted it to happen, but he stopped. He said he wanted to do it right, and that it mattered. Iâm flattered, but. I kinda just wanted it to happenâ You had no clue to why you were sharing this with Tom, but you were. You were cursing at yourself as your mouth kept talking, giving Tom too much information.
âJust take control then! When he has talked to me about girls heâs been with, heâs the most excited about the girls who took control. Trust me, he like to the dominant one, but heâs a sucker for a girl who knows what she wantsâ Tom let out, and you couldnât believe this situation was real.
âYou do realize that this is so not normal, right? This is everything but normal. You shouldnât know so much about his sex life! And you shouldnât tell me! I think I appreciate it, because otherwise it might not happen tonight, but Itâs really not normalâ You looked at him without blinking, as you tried to get him to understand how strange this was. âAlso, I didnât bring any fancy underwear, because. This wasnât exactly part of my plan?â
âThereâs a lingerie shop nearby. Iâll get my brother to hold up Harrison, while we go shopping?â He offered. âAlso. Are you still drunk from last night? Because this is way less awkward than I thought It would beâ
âIâm pretty sure I am, yeahâ
As you stood in the changing room, looking at your reflection in the red lingerie set, you started to feel insecure. What if Harrison didnât like the naked you? You didnât feel comfortable or sexy in this set, so why would he think you were?
âDo you have it on?â Tom asked. When you said yes, he put his head inside the changing room, making you jump in surprise.
âYeah, but I donât like it. Itâs the right size, but itâs not a very good fitâ You admitted, already it off, and moving on to the next set. It was a pink set, with a cute little bow. When you put it on, you realized just how much push up was in the bra. You feels like your boobs was pushed up to your neck, and you quickly moved on to the next one.
Why was it so hard to buy underwear? Everything looked quite in the store, but when you put in on, it was never right. Wither the band was a little too tight, and you didnât like the fold it made in your skin. Just as you felt like giving up, Tom handed you a set.
It was a simple set. It was just black with black lace. The bra was strapless, but still fit you perfectly. Tom had given you a matching thong that you decided you werenât going to try on. It was mostly lace, and it only covered what it needed too. Even with just the bra on, you felt like this was the set. It was comfortable, and you liked what you saw in your reflection.
âY/n, Iâm coming inâ Tom said, as he hurried into the changing room
âWhat are you doing?!â You whisper yelled, looking at him with wide eyes.
âYou look hot in that. If Harrison wasnât my best friend, I would totally try to steal you from himâ He commented, giving you an approving nod.
âDo you think heâll like it?â You asked, the insecurity coming back. You were far from an underwear model, and he had properly been with girls much prettier than you.
âI know heâll love itâ Tom smiled to you in the mirror.
âI think this is the one thenâ You smiled widely, before giving Tom a soft push. âNow get the hell out of here, because youâre being wired againâ
As the evening got closer, you all changed to some more formal clothes. Tom and Harrison was both wearing a suit. Tom was wearing a bowtie, but Harrison wore a slim tie. You on the other hand, had had a dress prepared from home, and you were going to wear that.
It was a simple dress, in a navy blue. It went to just below your knees. It was tight around your chest, and a band made it fit your waist perfectly. The skit of the dress loosely fell down alongside your hips. If you spun around, the fabric would go straight out to the side. You felt like a princess going to the ball. You had decided to wear a pair of heels. It was a short boot, so it managed to support your ankle just fine. The final piece to the puzzle, was the red lipstick on your lips. It was the same from last night, and if things went the way you wanted them to, the lipstick wouldnât just be on your lips.
Tom and Harrison was already preparing the dinner and setting the table. The food was already made, so they only preparing they needed to do, was heat it. You had a feeling that they might actually manage to screw that up, so as soon as you were done getting ready, you entered the kitchen to check on everything.
âY/n?â You heard Harrison say. You turned around to face him, waiting for him to say something. After a couple of seconds, he finally opened his mouth. âI forgot what I wanted to say. Iâm sorry. You looked really amazing. And I think you actually made me forget what I wanted to sayâ
You felt the heat rise up to your cheeks, as you blushed. You couldnât quite find the words to respond with, so you just stood there, smiling like a fool.
âHe wanted to ask what you wanted to drink. And if you wanted to join us with a cigar later tonightâ Tom said, as he walked up behind Harrison.
âOh. Iâm fine with just water. I want to remember the whole night, so Iâm skipping the alcohol tonight. And no cigar. I donât smokeâ You smiled, walking towards the dining table.
âNeither do we. Itâs just a new years tradition. One of the only nights we smokeâ Harrison explained, as he pulled out your chair.
âI know. A lot of my friends does it too. I just donât want to ruin my lungsâ You smiled, as you sat down at the table.
âI hardly doubt that one cigar is going to ruin your lungs. Tom even bought the good ones this yearâ Harrison said, as he sat down next to you.
âI think Iâll pass. I canât even smoke a whole cigarette when Iâm drunk, so Iâll never make my way thought a cigarâ You said, as Tom sat down across from you.
âYou get a blow of mine, if youâd likeâ Harrison said, not realizing how wrong that sounded in your head. If you were going to be honest, you properly wouldnât mind giving him a blow, but you werenât going to be that forward. Not while sober, and most definitely not in front of Tom.
âWeâll see. Maybeâ You tried your hardest not to smirk, not even considering the cigar anymore. You just wanted to follow up from last night, and every time you looked at Harrison that feeling only grew stronger.
The night went on perfectly. You sat for several hours, just talking while you ate. You remembered what Harrison said, about not wanting to have sex while drunk, so you stayed away from the alcohol all night. After an hour, Harrison realized what you were doing, and he didnât even touch the wine after that. Tom noticed, but decided not to say anything.
Around 22:30, you started to clear out the table, as the boys went into Tomâs bedroom to smoke their cigars. As you walked past the open door, you caught a glimpse of Harrison with the cigar in his mouth. Him sitting there, in suit and tie, with a cigar, reminded you of a 1930âs mafia boss. Itâs something that you never thought would turn you on, but it most definitely did.
It didnât take you long to put the dishes in the dishwasher, and as soon as the kitchen looked almost clean, you went in to join the boys. They had taken a sweat in the two chairs Tom had in his room. You couldâve just sat on the bed, but you decided to walk to Harrison, and just sit on his lap.
âY/n, you know. We could get you another chairâ Tom commented, and you and Harrison just looked at each other.
âAre you comfortable?â He asked you, a slick smile on his lips.
âYeah. What about you?â You tried to hold back a laugh, and it caused you to smirk.
âIâve got a pretty girl on my lap. You could be stabbing me, and I still wouldnât complainâ His eyes drifted between your eyes and your lips, but before he even had the chance to make a move, you made it for him. With a hand wrapped around his tie, you pulled him in for a quick kiss. The taste of the cigar filled your mouth, but you didnât mind.
âI swear to god, if you guys keep making out, I will find another chair, so youâre not sitting that closeâ Tom said, making you break the kiss.
âYouâre just mad because youâre aloneâ Harrison fired, making you giggle.
When the clock hit 23:30, Tom was getting restless. You were still sitting comfortably on Harrisons lap. When he had finished his cigar, he had wrapped his arms around you, holding you close to his body.
âThis has been great, but Iâve promised my mother that I would enter the new year with her, so Iâm going to leave you guys now. I wonât be back for at least two hours, so. Donât do anything I wouldnât do, I guessâ Tom said, before he quickly left, leaving you and Harrison on your own.
âYou know the big window in my room? With the view on London eye? I thought we could watch the fireworks from thereâ Harrison said, still holding on to you.
âSounds good to meâ You whispered in his ear. You enjoyed being this close to him. Something about him made you feel safe.
âHang onâ He said, as he put one of his arms under your legs, and carefully lifted you. You put your arms around his neck, with your head still resting against his chest. When you entered his bedroom, he placed you on the bed. Lifted his duvet, and placed it on the floor. He moved on, and put some blanket there as well, and you couldnât help but smile.
âAre you going to kill me now? Isnât that what you said a couple of days agoâ You smiled, as he finally turned his attention to you. With just a few steps, he was with you again, gracefully lifting you, and laying you down on the duvet.
âThat was before I started to fall in love with youâ He said in a loving tone, as he let himself fall on top of you. He held his weight on his arms. One of his legs were placed between yours, and he just looked at you with those lovely blue eyes.
âWhat is your plan then? There still 20 minutes till midnight, so arenât we a bit early?â You asked, as your started to feel a little nervous. Harrisonâs eyes drifted to your lips, as you started biting it. Him being so close to you, made you nervous, but it was a good nervous.
âI think itâs just enough timeâ He whispered, as he leaned down to kiss you. The butterflies in your stomach started going crazy, and your hands went up to his tie. You pulled him closer to you, desperate to feel him close to you.
He was quick to flip the two of you around, so he was laying under you. You placed a knee on each side of his hips, holding most of your weight on your legs. You deepened the kiss, while your body automatically grinded against his. You could feel him growing under you, and it only added to the passion in the kiss.
You broke the kiss, and stood up. He pushed himself up to his elbows, and kept his gaze on you, as you started to slowly take off your dress. When you were left in just your underwear, his eyes grew a bit, while he licked his lips.
âDamnâ Was all he could say, as you made your way down on the duvet again. Once again you pulled his tie, this time pulling him up to a sitting position, before connecting your lips once again. While your lips were busy with his, your hands started working on his clothes. Before long, the jacket was tossed across the room, and your fingers were fiddling with the buttons of his shirt.
When you had opened the last button, he broke the kiss to take of the shirt and tie. His mouth found its way to your neck, where he left a trail of soft kisses. You moved your head to the side, giving him more space. When he started sucking on your sensitive skin, you let out a moan, which made him smile against your neck.
âI think I just found my favorite soundâ He said in a raspy voice. He pulled back, so he could look you in the eye, and you took the chance to gentle push him down on his back, as you stood up once more. When he pushed himself up on his elbows again, he saw you removing your underwear, leaving just in your heels. You moved back down to your spot over him, and this time he couldnât wait anymore.
He flipped you around, leaving on your back, as he got up and undressed himself, and put on a condom. While he was standing, you took your time to really look at him. The tone core, that moved down to barely visible v-line. Your eyes kept going down, and you were far from disappointed with what you saw.
He moved down on his knees, but he didnât hover over you, like you had done with him. He was sitting between your legs, and you spread your legs to give him more room. His head moved down, and he placed light kisses along your inner thigh, and he slowly made his way up your body. You closed your eyes, as your breathing started to get harder, and allowed yourself to melt into his touch.
As he made his way up your stomach, you suddenly felt his cool finger on your clit. He gently moved his finger around, causing you to let out another moan. It didnât take long, before you felt his fingers moving inside you, and you started moving your lower body to feel more of him. His mouth coming close to your breasts, and he carefully started nibbling on sensitive skin. Your breathing was increasing, and you mind couldnât focus. The pleasure from his mouth and fingers blurring your mind, and it felt like the rest of the world didnât exist.
âAre you ready, love?â He asked, removing his mouth from your breast, and moving closer to your mouth. His fingers were still working their magic, and you just gave him a nod. Your blurred mind couldnât find the words, but it didnât need to. He positioned himself, and another moan escaped your lips as he entered you. He worked in a slow pace, that gradually got faster, and you felt yourself moving along with him. The room was filled with both of your moans, as you both got closer to a climax.
âOh, godâ Harrison moaned, as his thrusts started to become a bit sloppy. You arched your back, as you reached your high, your body tensing up, driving Harrison over the edge with you. Just before his last thrust, the first fireworks went off, reminding you of the new year.
After the both of you came, he let himself fall down beside you. You were both trying to catch your breath, as you looked at each other. You smiled widely, before rolling onto your stomach, so you could see the firework. Harrison got up, threw away the condom, and placed a blanket over you, before joining you under it. Â
âThat wasâ He started, but he lost his words while he looked at you, captivated by the beauty of the lights in the sky.
âAmazingâ You finished, as you looked to your side, to see something even more beautiful that the firework. âWe definitely entered the new year with a bangâ
You had gone to sleep in just your thong, and one of Harrisonâs t-shirts and he had slept in just a pair of boxers. His arms had been around you all night, and when the morning came along, none of you wanted to leave the bed. You had woken up around 9, so for 2 hours you had just been talking, which sometimes got interrupted by a kiss.
âI really enjoyed last nightâ He said, looking at you with those loving eyes. âI donât know how, but I somehow managed to fall in love with you in 4 daysâ
âYouâre not the only one, and it really sucksâ You had a sad smile on your lips, as the reality hit you. In less than 24 hours, you would be on a plane going home. Your plane at 8 tonight, and you needed to be at the airport a few hours before departure. Â
âWhat are you talking about?â He asked, the sad expression in his eyes breaking his heart.
âIâm going home tonight. Youâre the first guy I really like, and I canât be with youâ You explained, as he pulled you even closer to him.
âCanât you stay? Just a couple of days more?â He asked, and you wished you were able to say yes.
âI have to get back for school. I canât stay. I might transfer to a school in London to summer, but then I need to keep my grades upâ You didnât want to leave. You just wanted to stay in your bubble. You just wanted to stay here, where you felt completely safe.
âWeâll keep in touch. It seems like forever, but I think I can wait for you till the summer. I want to at least tryâ He said, making your heart melt a little. A guy, whom youâve only known for 4 days, was willing to wait over 6 months for you.
You felt a lump in your throat, as you hugged Harrison goodbye. Him and Tom had driven you to the airport, and now you had to say goodbye. You were wearing one of his hoodies. He had insisted that you kept it, so you did.
You had spent the whole day in bed, cuddling while watching movies. You had tried to distract yourself from the fact that you were leaving. You knew that you were coming back, but it just seemed so far into the future.
As you were standing there, his arms around you, not yet ready to let go, your felt the words form in your mouth. The reasonable part of you knew it was much too soon, but the words still left your mouth. You had never fallen so hard, and so fast for someone, and just like in every love song, you felt like he might be the one.
âI think I love youâ You whispered, as you felt your eyes getting wetter.
âGood, because Iâm getting pretty sure that I love youâ He said, as a sad laugh left him. You knew the clock was ticking, and that you couldnât drag out the time any longer. You said your final goodbyes, and you promised to text him as soon as you landed. As you got on the plane, realization hit you.
âI never got his numberâ
