Harry with babies will always be my favourite thing on this planet. Every other time he holds a straight face but give him a baby and he shows his pearls. I stan one man.

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• Chapter Twenty Nine •

Harry had set his camera and other necessary equipment, I stood next to him as we waited for the model to arrive, I took note of Harry's clenched jaw and stone cold eyes. He's beyond angry. I mean, I know how much he hates tardiness and this is highly unprofessional. "Gerald, I said yes to this photoshoot out of courtesy for you and your model doesn't even show up. Do you not have a replacement?" Harry hissed at the director, who cowered then spoke "I'm sorry, Mr Styles. It's not like her to be late"

"I'm disappointed, Gerald. Do you think I like such tardiness? No, I don't. This is less embarrassing for me than for you. Next time you want me to do a shoot for you, have the goddamn model here a day early" Harry huffs and I felt bad for the bald headed man who kept his gaze on the floor as Harry towered over him. I don't know why but I opened my mouth, something I shouldn't have done "Mr Styles, I'm sure it isn't his fault. Don't lash out on the man" Harry turned to me so fast, I'm afraid he suffered a whiplash.

"Excuse me?" He gritted his teeth "I-I.." I stuttered then trailed off "Thought as muc-" Harry was cut off by the voice next to me "Actually, she's perfect" I turned to my left finding the stylist for the shoot standing there and I furrowed my brows at her "No" Harry said and the stylist shook her head with a smile "Harry, she's perfect, plus she has the curves for the clothes" She? Who she? I froze when I felt the stylist tugging me by my hand. Fuck. 'She' meaning me. No, I'm not a model "I'm sorry but I'm not a model"

"For now, you are" she smiled at me and before she pulled me away, I turned to face Harry and those sinful lips had stretched into a smirk. I sucked in a breath seeing his eyes turn a shade darker, the grass green orbs now a forest green. Minutes later I was dressed up against my will and shoved in front of the camera, I shuffled from foot to foot, having absolutely no idea what to do when a man with a headphone neared me, tugging me at my hand before pushing me onto the couch used as a prop.

"Lean back, rest your arm on the top and let your legs dangle off the couch, not a lot but just by a little" He moved my body in the way he wanted and my eyes flicked towards Harry's. I gulped seeing his jaw clenched as his eyes glared at the hands that held my body. Getting the idea, I set my body accordingly "Perfect" the man smiled and I nodded. "Now don't look at the camera, maybe away like towards that door" he pointed and I nodded yet again.

Click, click

The sound of the camera resonated through my ears, each time Harry had lifted his head to change or check the amount of lighting, I found this teasing sparkle in them, it's like he was smirking via his eyes as his bottom lip stayed tucked beneath his teeth. Eventually I was changed into another outfit, the makeup on my face made me want to throw up. I didn't like it at all. I sighed as I made my way to another prop, this time being a bubble chair only thing is that it didn't have a back. It was basically a small cushion set onto a fucking hoop.

I did as instructed, plastering a smile on my face when needed or faking a laugh which made me actually laugh. Throughout the photoshoot, I kept my attention on the man behind the camera, I followed his stance. His every movement, his lean body being hugged by the material of his suit. I wonder what it would feel like on mine. Wait what? I shook my head and put my focus on the shoot.

A couple minutes later, I stormed out the dressing room with the stylists behind me "What's wrong?" Harry asked and I frantically glanced up at him "I'm not doing it" I shook my head "Not doing what?" He seemed frustrated yet confused "The last part of the shoot is for the lingerie line and she doesn't want to do it" I started to fidget with the belt on the robe I'm using "Wha-oh" Harry started "Can you give us a moment?" He looked at the people around us, a second later they left and I was too scared to lift my head up.

I watched Harry's feet step towards me before his finger hooked under my chin tilting my face up "What's the matter, love?" His voice was soft and I sighed "Those clothes are way too revealing and I'm not doing it plus I wouldn't do justice to what an actual model will" I shook my head and he traced a pattern on my jaw then placed his hands on my waist "Why do you think that? I've seen the designs and they're not that revealing, trust me" My heart started to race when his hands moved along my waist "Because I'm not skinny or perfect like those models and I don't want that to be in newspapers or magazines"

Harry's eyes softened and I kept my gaze on them "Baby, you're perfect. In every sense of the word" I sucked in a breath at his words, my legs felt like jelly and my whole being ignited with this spark that I can't seem to fathom. "I'm not" I spoke in a small voice, his hand reached up to my cheek as his thumb traced my bottom lip causing my lips to part. "You are" he leaned in, whispering, his lips pressed against mine in a gentle kiss. It was so soft and tender that I almost didn't feel it.

"How about it's only you and I in the shoot?" I looked at him confused "I'll send everyone out like I just did and it's only you, me and the camera" He suggested and I stayed quiet "Anna, it's going to be fine plus this was a huge deal so I can't afford to lose money" He chuckled slightly and I rolled my eyes "Did you just roll your eyes at me?" He quirked an eyebrow and I placed my hands on my hips "Yeah so?" I watched him bite onto his lip before he pulled me closer, my body flush against his "Then what I did in the elevator before coming here, I will do it again only this time, harder" I widened my eyes at his words and a chuckle left his lips.

"Now go get changed" He pushed me away, turning me around before his hand smacked my ass, gently. I was in a complete trance as I walked into the dressing room. A minute later the stylist walked in with the sets of lingerie, placing them on the clothing rack next to me then explaining which one is first then second. "Good luck" she gave me a thumbs up before leaving. My makeup hadn't needed to be done for each set this time as the lingerie had to do the talking this time as stated before by the makeup artist.

I took in a deep breath and I changed into the first set, I cringed seeing the flab around my abdominal area, the thickness of my thighs and my wide hips. I wiped away the tear that fell down my cheek and I questioned myself as to why I'm still going through with this. Because you like watching Harry take pictures of you. Oh fuck off, I don't need your two cents worth right now. With that I tied the robe around me and stepped out the room, finding the place completely empty except for Harry who stood silently by his camera, his figure bent as he looked through the small window while his left hand adjusted the lens.

Upon my entry, he stood to his height with his hands behind his back and right foot behind the left. I stared into his green eyes, gulping as I noticed how dark they were. "Ready?" Harry asked and I took shaky steps towards the center where a makeshift bed had been made. I stood by the prop, trying to remember what that man had said to me when he was instructing me on how the shoot was going to go but all my mind can think of is that Harry is going to see me naked. Well almost.

I removed the robe, slower than the movement of a snail. The small groan that left Harry's mouth made me blush as I could feel his eyes on me leaving a burning trail. I glanced towards him to see him shake his head as he placed himself behind his camera, I knelt onto the bed picking myself up before lying down on it. For this part of the shoot, Harry had to walk around with his camera.

"Fuck, you're breathtaking" the words tumbled out of Harry's mouth, his eyes widened and my cheeks heated. The set I was using was a one piece, thankfully, it was white and it made quite the contrast against my tan skin. However, doing the shoot made me feel dirty like it made me feel violated, almost as if I'm selling my body and not the clothes. Eventually, the first and second part of the lingerie line came to an end. I went back to change into the last and final set.

The first and second set were nothing like the last one, they were both one pieces of different kinds; one a corset and the other a lace dress kind of thing. I sucked in a breath as I put on the last one, this one felt more slutty and I cringed, it being a two piece that left very little to the imagination. I felt my body shake at the thought of Harry seeing me in this, it's so wrong.

I stared at myself in the mirror, the black lace hugged my body perfectly. I ran my hand along my exposed midriff and to my hip where I have one of my four tattoos, it's a feather that breaks out into small birds but for now it's covered by makeup, unnoticed by the eye only if you touch the area one can make out the difference between my skin and the makeup. I adjusted the suspenders that attached to the sheer lacy pantyhose.

When I heard the door open I instantly reached for the robe, wrapping it around my body I spun around "Door. Knock" was my breathless reply to the intruder "Anna. Don't care" he chuckled with a smirk "You were taking too long so I came to check on you" he continued, taking a step forward and I backed away, my back touching the cool mirror. I hissed as the action made me shudder, I held the robe tightly around me, Harry took slow steps towards me "W-well, I'm done so could you leave?"

I avoided his stare and soon enough he was doing what he did earlier, tilting my face up to meet his. "Turn around" he ordered and I didn't "Turn around, Miss Montgomery" I shivered at his tone and moved my feet, turning around and my chest heaves in anticipation of his next move. His suit coat was now long gone, the first three buttons of his shirt were opened revealing the silky skin on his torso along with the two tattoos he has by his collarbones. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, did I ever mention that seeing a guy dressed like this, turns me on? Because it does.

So in other words, Harry turns you on, who knew little Miss Anna could be such a naughty girl. I groaned as that annoying voice in my head spoke. The feeling of Harry's arms going around me brought me back to reality, I stared at our reflections in the mirror before me."What are you doing?" I whispered, his eyes locked on mine through the mirror, reminding me of what happened this morning and my eyes darted to the spot on my neck which is still covered by the concealer and I held myself back from breathing in relief.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" His arms snaked their way around me, grabbing onto the robe that I held ever so tightly around me then tugging it away from me and I gasped "No!" I exclaimed, reaching for it but he only threw it across the room, I wrapped my arms around my chest to which he pried away keeping my hands at my sides. Harry stepped forward, his front colliding with my back and I leaned into his touch my eyes screwing shut. He placed his hands on my hips, his touch light as a feather. I felt him move his fingers around in circles until they stopped "I want to see this" I heard him say in my ear

I opened my eyes and stared at him "What?" His fingers drummed against my hipbone "This tattoo" I stood, shocked "How did you know there was one there?" He chuckled "Apart from the makeup covering it, I can feel the bump the ink made on your skin" he smirked and a small smile kissed my lips. Harry traced his hands to my waist and up my exposed midriff causing my breathing to quicken "What are you doing, Harry?" I whispered, holding back a moan that threatened to escape my lips as his hands moved along my body.

"I'm showing you that you're beautiful" he placed a light kiss to the shell of my ear, keeping his lips there as he whispered those words. His hands reached under my bra within seconds and I completely stilled, Harry glided his hands along the underwire of the bra, going around my back and down my spine "Another one?" He asked and I simply nodded "I'm impressed" he smirked, his lips now finding home at the crook of my neck leaving a trail of hot kisses along my shoulder blade.

"What's the first one?" I gulped, trying to find my voice "A feather that breaks out into birds and the second is a sunflower with my grandmother's name" Harry lifted his gaze to mine and I bit onto my lip, his eyes were compassionate and generous. "On your back though?" I nodded "Because I know she always has my back in whatever decision I make" I teared up at my explanation, Harry's hands moved towards my waist, spinning me around and I collided with his chest.

"Don't cry" I passed him a small smile and he bent forward placing his lips on mine. I responded to his kiss, within seconds I was up against the mirror. I shrieked at the sudden change of events as Harry lifted me off the ground wrapping my legs around his waist before carrying me to the couch that is situated at the corner of the room. Alarm bells rang in my head reminding me of my decision of talking to him about this but I ignored it. I could feel my hormones raging as Harry moved his lips against mine, he placed me down on the couch, the leather cold and I felt goosebumps rise on my skin.

His body stayed between my legs and I tightened my grip around his waist before slowly moving my leg along his, tangling our legs together. I gasped as his crotch met mine, his lips left mine before peppering kisses along my jaw and down my neck. I tugged onto his hair when he moved his lips to my collarbones and to my chest. A moan left my lips when I felt his hand caress my inner thigh.

Harry's lips stopped his assault on my body and my eyes shot open as the sound of my phone ringing interrupted us. He lifted himself off me, his chest rising and falling at  a rapid pace, my breathing matching his. "I'm g-gonna get that" Harry nodded standing to his feet, picking me off the couch in the process. His eyes followed me as I walked towards my bag to attend to my beckoning phone. My eyes widened seeing that I have 2 missed calls from Tash. I answered her incoming call, "Hey" I breathed

"Anna, I need your help" I tensed hearing her ragged voice "Tash, what's wrong? Where are you?" Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Harry stepping towards me "I don't know" I heard her sob "Matt said he was taking me out and he.. he brought me to this abandoned building out of town" she whispered in a rushed manner, my heart dropped hearing his name. "Is there anything else around the place that you could identify so I can find you?" I started pacing, Harry left the room when I had turned around.

"There's nothing except a forest, it's the only building in sight" She cried "I'm on my way" I cut the call and changed into my original clothes, I ran out the room not bothered to tell Harry anything as he wasn't there, I rushed out the building to hail a cab when a sleek black Range Rover stopped in front of me "Get in" I threw my stuff in the back seat as I buckled myself in "Where did she say she was?" I placed a hand to my forehead "Outskirts of town" Harry nodded and pressed his foot down harder on the accelerator.

An hour later, my heart had still thumped louder and faster in my chest. My hands were shaking at the thought of something bad happening to my sister, something did actually; Matt. Harry slowed down as we left civilization behind, I frantically looked around the multiple trees and shrubs for any sign of a building but found none. Realising something, I reached for my phone in my bag then opening the tracker app I had gotten for Tash when she first arrived in London. She was young, naive and stupid so being the worry wart that I am, I put a tracker on her SIM card.

"She's not here" I whispered "What?" I looked at the blank screen of my phone and my heart stopped "I-I put a tracker on her phone so if she ever got lost I'll be able to find her but now there's nothing" I shakily held my phone in my hand before breaking out into tears "Hey, we're going to find her" Harry placed his hand on mine and I sniffed. Harry parked his car and we both got off, I made a straight beeline for the forest with the sound of my sister's scared voice in my head and the anger coursing through my veins towards Matt.

I stopped in my tracks when I heard a scream "Tash!" I called out, Harry caught up with me "That way" he pointed and I ran in that direction. "Natasha!" I cried, feeling myself break piece by piece. I heard her scream again "Anna!", I squinted my eyes as I noticed a running figure behind her in between the trees "Tash?" I shouted and I sucked in a breath when I heard Harry say "Matthew?" I turned towards him and his eyebrows were furrowed in confusion "What did you say?"

He stopped walking then faced me "The man behind her, Matthew. He's my cousin, Cole's brother"

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