Quotes or near quotes from Body Talks by The Struts feat Kesha.

Along the tour I see Evie, Jay, Carlos and their respective partners. I also meet Audrey who I can tell has a crush on Harry. Harry just held my hand with his non-hook hand and that's when the paparazzi swarms the place like bees to honey. I get very angry with my absolute temper and Harry has to calm me down as Uma goes find Fairy Godmother to get rid of them. She does as I thank her. Then it was dinner time. I observed Harry right in the thick of it. He's never looked so happy. Harry was such a secret depressed soul on the Isle. He masked it with his craziness and flair of insanity but I always saw through it. Whenever I was caught looking at Harry I would look away even though I'm sat next to him and its probably obvious. God I missed him so.

Right now I'm in a t-shirt, fleece jacket and joggers of Harry's in a room in the palace as I'm their guest. Harry stands shirtless across the room.

"Ye were so jealous." Harry smirks at me.

"Was not." I mutter stubbornly, my arms crossed, "Why would I be jealous of some prissy pink princess?"

Harry's eyebrows shoots up, "Because Audrey has a crush on me."

"She was so desperate it was unbelievable." I mutter.

"Y/n you're my queen-"

"I'm not your queen-"

"Go ahead and keep ye distance little one. Soon you'll come." Harry says biting his lip.

"Harry what do you mean?" I ask gently.

"This game you're playing," Harry steps nearer to me, "You've already won it, little one. I'm here."

"Hookie..." I murmur.

"Ye can say what ye like, be cool or calm but little one, ye body talks." Harry smirks, again stepping forward, "I'm listening."

I rake my hand through my long hair as I can't believe I'm having this conversation. That's when Harry puts his hands on me, both hands gripping my hips.

"Uh..."

"If it's my imagination, stop me if I'm wrong." Harry whispers huskily in my ear.

"But hookie I..."

"Ye can try to hide it little one, but ye can't deny it can ye?" Harry smirks against my ear.

I shake my head no being honest as Harry let's out a throaty chuckle that makes my knees go weak. Gently he presses himself against my body as I place my hands on his chest.

"I'm going home in a couple of days." I murmur stroking the grooves of Harry's six pack.

"Let's not think about that right now." Harry says his forehead on mine, "Just let me have my wicked way with ye little one."

"Hookie you know I want to but..."

"But what?" Harry asks smugly, "I'll make ye feel so good." Harry purrs.

That's when I feel every last shred of resistance leave me. I lean in slowly but Harry captures our lips hungrily. That's when our bodies move as one as the kiss gets more intense.

Harry then pulls of the fleece jacket of his I was wearing as we continue to kiss passionately into the night as magic is made.