Jessi

I woke up as Harry ran past me and into his bathroom. I felt bad for him when I heard him throwing up. I swung my legs out of the bed and followed his path to the bathroom. I quietly sat down beside him and held his hair out the way.

"You okay?" I asked. He shook his head and then promptly threw up again. "I'll be back in a second," I whispered as I tied his hair up out the way and went to get him a glass of water. I crept downstairs, trying not to wake anyone. I spotted Ed asleep on the sofa as I grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge and headed back upstairs.

Harry hadn't moved from where I'd left him and he was still throwing up. Poor thing. I sat down beside him and rubbed his back, wishing I could make him feel better.

"You should go back to bed, there's no sense in both of us being awake." He said, leaning his head on my shoulder.

"I wouldn't be able to sleep. I brought you water." I smiled, placing the water in his hand. I couldn't leave him here by himself. I grabbed a towel from the rack and made him lift his knees so I could place it on the floor, I didn't want him to get sore knees from the tiled floor.

"Thank you." He said before throwing up again. I sat back down beside him and rubbed his back. Hopefully, it would comfort him but I had a feeling this would be a long night.

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"Harry, Jessi! I made breakfast." Anne said. I was surprised to find myself back in bed, Harry's arms wrapped snugly around me. I didn't remember going back to bed. "Guys?" She knocked on the door.

"We'll be down in a minute," Harry answered, running his hand over my thigh. "I love it when you wear my shirts." He said kissing my neck. He pushed me flat on the bed and climbed on top of me. My heart beat faster as he undid the buttons on his shirt I was wearing. He pulled it open, his green eyes slowly glancing over my body. He made me feel naked even although I still had my underwear on. I wriggled my arms free from his shirt as he stood up and got rid of his boxers. His body looked amazing. I squealed with delight as he grabbed my ankles and pulled me down the bed towards him. He undid my bra, cupping my breasts and gently rubbing my nipples between his fingers. I moaned loudly as he bent down and placed kisses down my throat and chest and around my nipples. He covered my mouth with his hand as my moans got louder as he continued his kisses from my breasts, down my stomach. My body squirmed beneath him as he slowly licked my belly button, before pausing at the hem of my pants. His lips ghosting above where I wanted him most. Such a tease.

"Harry!" I panted when he finally caved, kissing me through my soaked pants. I whimpered against his hand as he hooked his fingers in my pants and slowly dragged them down my legs.

"I love how wet you get for me." He grinned, crawling up my body. I crashed my lips to his and he didn't hesitate as he slid his tongue into my mouth and quickly took control of the kiss. I let out an involuntary sigh as he slowly pushed inside me. I didn't think I'd ever tire of how full he made me feel. 

"Move please," I begged as he seemed lost on biting my collarbone. He moved slowly at first, his fingers slowly caressing my legs as he hooked them over his shoulders. I ran my hands over the muscles on his back, enjoying feeling them flex as he continued to pull out slowly and slam back into me. My walls were already pulsing around him as pleasure was surging through my entire body. I loved how deliciously deep inside me he was. My body arched bringing my hips up to meet his thrusts which were becoming much more urgent. Harry sealed our lips in a kiss as he long fingers pulled on my nipples and soon his moans were matching mine, vibrating across our lips. Our mouths swallowing each other's cries as we found our release together.

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I followed Harry downstairs once we'd finally caught our breath.

"Morning Harry. How are you feeling this morning?" Gemma asked, banging a spoon on an empty pot.

"Fine." Harry smiled, and I chose not to tell Gemma that the only reason he was fine now was because he was up puking all night.

"Gemma behave!" Anne scolded as Harry linked his fingers with mine

"No way do you feel fine. You were trashed." Gemma teased. "You couldn't even sit in a chair."

"Whatever Gems." Harry rolled his eyes. Fred, Jamie and Ed teased him too. It was a noisy breakfast, but it was nice, like a big happy family.

"Ed, what have you been posting? I have a million notifications." Harry smiled, checking his phone. Ed just laughed. I checked my phone and saw he'd posted a photo of Harry asleep in bed, his fans were freaking out because he looked naked. And I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the other picture he'd posted. It was me, in Harry's clothes with the caption, "When you're a Sheerio trying to be a Directioner - It doesn't fit!"

"Hey, you can't have her Ed. She's ours!" Harry hugged me into his body almost pulling me out of my seat. "You look adorable, by the way!" He whispered in my ear as he showed Anne and Robin the picture.

"Oh, come on. How am I supposed to not make a short joke?" Fred yelled.

"Like when you're a kid shopping in the adult department?" I smirked.

"Jamie, why can't you arm wrestle?" Fred said, smacking Jamie on the back of the head.

"Come on Sheerio, we're going to be late." Ed nudged me.

"Where are you going?" Harry grabbed my thigh.

"It's a surprise." Ed smiled.

"I won't be long." I promised. I headed upstairs to get ready.

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I pulled on my bomber jacket over my Guns N' Roses vest top and was about to head downstairs when I spotted Harry blocking the doorway.

"Where are you going?" He grinned.

"Just to the tattoo shop with Ed. I'll be back before you know it. Do you still have the day off tomorrow?" I smiled, walking towards him and placing my hands on his hips.

"Yeah. Can I come back to New York with you tonight?" He said, stroking my cheek and I couldn't help but laugh. I was about to ask him almost the same question.

"What?" He smiled.

"I don't have class tomorrow so I planned to ask if I could stay here tonight?" I smiled.

"Seriously? I wasn't sure you'd like it here." He kissed my forehead.

"You're here." I felt sure I could be happy wherever he was.

"Jessi, come on!" Ed yelled, impatiently.

"Don't let him talk you into getting something stupid." He kissed me before getting out of my way.

"I won't." I promised, running down the stairs.

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We were on our way back to Harry's house. I looked down at my wrapped up hand. I was beginning to worry Harry wouldn't like it.

"It looks sick. It suits you." Ed smiled.

"What if Harry doesn't like it?" I pulled on the hem of my vest.

"He liked it enough to get it tattooed on himself, so I wouldn't worry about it. His Mum on the other hand... it's her least favourite of his tattoos because it's on his hand." Ed laughed.

"Ed! That's not funny." I smacked his arm.

"That hurt." He whined, clutching his freshly tattooed arm.

"Serves you right." I said, poking my tongue out at him. I was now twice as scared as before. I really wanted Anne to like me.

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Harry

Jessi and Ed had been gone for hours. I knew she'd gotten a tattoo, Ed sent me a photo. I just didn't know what idiotic thing he'd talked her into or where she had gotten it.

"You okay?" Robin asked. We were playing poker, but I wasn't paying much attention. Mum and Gemma were off shopping and Jamie and Fred had went back to bed to nurse their hangovers.

"Sorry. I'm not great company." I sighed.

"Harry relax. Jessi's a smart girl, and I got the impression that nobody could force her to do something she didn't want to." He smiled.

I heard the door and jumped up, rushing towards it.

"What did you do to her?" I growled, pushing Ed out the way.

"Harry! Calm down. Ed did nothing." She chuckled. I pulled her into the office and closed the door behind me.

"Show me!" I commanded.

"Or what?" She pouted, throwing herself down into the desk chair and spinning away from me.

"I'm sorry. I'm freaking out here." I sighed, turning the chair, so she was facing me again. She had her arms behind her back, she looked nervous which was making me nervous.

"Sometimes I feel like I give you the impression I'm not as into this as you are." She said, gesturing between us, "So I wanted to do something to show you I'm here with you. I love you more than anything and sometimes that absolutely terrifies me but there's nowhere else I'd rather be." She looked at the ground. My heart was thumping in my chest as I knelt down in front of her and put my hands on her thighs.

"You didn't get my name tattooed on you, did you?" I screwed up my face. That always seemed to end in disaster.

"No. That was Ed's idea." A nervous smile played on her lips.

"Please, show me." I breathed. She placed her left hand in mine, it was shaking. "Jessi, stop shaking. You're scaring me." I said stroking her hand.

"Sorry. I'm just really scared you won't like it. It seemed like a good idea at the time." She was rambling.

"Jessi!" I said looking her in the eye. If she didn't show me it soon, I think I might explode. She brought her right hand out from behind her back and I noticed the plastic wrap covering her hand, she placed it down on top of my left hand and I couldn't stop smiling as I saw my cross tattoo peeking through the plastic. I placed my hands on her cheeks and pulled her down so I could kiss her. I couldn't wait to see it properly but I could already tell it suited her. It was the perfect gesture even though I hadn't needed her to make it. It was like she was walking around with a stamp that said I'm Harry's and I had to admit I quite liked that thought.

"So you like it?" She said nervously.

"Jessi, I love it. It's perfect, just like you." I kissed her again.

"It's one of my favourites." She grinned, running her thumb over my tattoo.

"One of your favourites?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Oh. I haven't even given you your birthday present yet!" She yelled, jumping up and running out the office. I chuckled as she completely forgot about the conversation. I walked to the doorway and watched her rush up the stairs, tripping twice. Now I could finally see why people found my clumsiness cute as I found Jessi's clumsiness absolutely adorable.

"Well, do you like it?" Ed yelled from the living room. "I took a picture before they wrapped it up." He held out his phone. It looked awesome.

"I love it." I smiled. I couldn't help laughing as Jess came bouncing down the stairs with a huge gift bag. "You didn't have to get me anything."

"Shut up. I couldn't get you nothing for your birthday!" She smiled, handing the bag over. I pulled out a Marc Jacobs shirt with flamingos on it, I liked it, in fact I already had it but in a different colour. I looked back inside the bag, there was two frames left, I pulled out one and couldn't stop smiling, it was a framed copy of Style by Charles Bukowski, I loved his poems. "How did you know I liked Bukowski?"

"I didn't. He's one of my favourite poets and the poem reminds me of you." She smiled. Seriously, could this girl be anymore perfect? I pulled out the other frame and got so excited by what I saw that I almost dropped it. It was a drawing of me, Mum and Gemma. She'd based it on my favourite photo of the three of us.

"Jessi this is amazing. Thank you so much. It's my favourite present." I pulled her into a hug and squeezed her tight.

"I'm just happy you like it." She relaxed in my arms. This was definitely my best birthday ever.

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Jessi

I was curled up on the sofa, my head in Harry's lap. He was rubbing my back, he could tell I was feeling down because it was almost time for me to leave and I could tell it was getting to him too, he was quieter than usual. The past two days had just flown by but they had been some of the happiest since my Mum died. Anne and Robin made everyone a proper Sunday Roast dinner, complete with Yorkshire Puddings, we all sat at the table talking about nothing in particular while we ate. Afterwards we played board games, it was fun seeing how competitive everyone got and Harry was such a cheater. Ed had flew to Brazil that night and everyone else had flown home to London this morning. There was just me and Harry left. We'd had an awesome chilled day together.

"You should probably get dressed." Harry said, making me jump.

"I don't want to." I pouted. We'd been in our underwear for the whole day, well apart from when it had been discarded over the bedroom floor.

"I don't want you to either but I can't let you get on a plane with Matt looking like this." He said, running his hand up my body.

"Matt will be on the plane?" I asked. I felt relief at knowing I wouldn't be on my own, Lori was going with Niall to their next show, but Matt? He still weirded me out a little.

"I didn't want you to fly by yourself." His hand came to rest on my hip.

"I wish you were coming with me." I sighed, cuddling into his thigh.

"Me too. But come on, or you won't make it back in time for class," He smacked my arse, making me jump.

"Fine." I sighed, getting up and heading upstairs. I couldn't stop myself smiling as I caught him watching me. I wiggled my hips as I climbed the rest of the stairs, hoping Harry would follow me. Once upstairs, I took off my underwear and headed to the shower.

Harry

I heard the shower and got up off the sofa and walked upstairs. I knew I would follow her as soon as she gave me that look, the look I was powerless to resist. The innocent glance over the shoulder, followed by the naughty grin and her eyes, I couldn't place my finger on what it was but something about them looked so wild. It was like she put a spell on me.

I stopped in the bathroom doorway, which she'd left wide open. I watched her standing there, naked with her eyes closed. I felt my dick twitch as I watch the trail of water run down her back, over her perfect arse and down her legs.

I walked over to the shower and slid open the door. She turned around and smiled before pulling me inside and sliding the shower door closed.

"I was starting to think you weren't going to come." She grinned, pushing me up against the wall and planting her lips on mine, the freezing tiles made me flinch. As I pushed my tongue into her mouth and ran my hand down her back to squeeze her arse, she runs her hands over my chest and down the side of my body, pressing her body to mine. I broke the kiss and kissed down her neck and then gently bit and sucked on her collar bone making sure I left my mark. I ambled slowly towards her shoulder, enjoying how her moans echoed in the shower. Frustration flowed through my body as she pulled away from me only to be replaced by feelings of pleasure as she gently squeezed my balls in her hand. A loud moan forced its way past my lips.

"Jessi" I moaned, cupping her cheeks in my hands and tilting her head to face me before I crashed my lips onto hers and pushed my tongue inside her mouth, eagerly roaming every inch of her mouth. She seemed happy to let me control the kiss as she continued to play with my balls, driving me crazy. I switched us around and enjoyed watching her body shiver as I pressed her naked body up against the cold tiles. I let my hands explore her body, paying extra attention to her perky nipples. I kissed her lips again as her fingers stroked the back of my neck and nibbled on my ear, making me want her so badly. I placed hurried kisses down her neck to her breasts before teasing her nipples with my tongue.

"Please" she whispered as she pulled my head into her chest, kissing my head. She let out a loud moan as I rubbed her clit with my finger. I grabbed her legs and she wrapped them tightly around my body as I pushed inside her. I thrust slowly at first, quickly finding a rhythm to please both of us. She placed her hands on my shoulders as she let out an animalistic growl that honestly made me come on the spot. Her breathing became much more erratic as I thrust harder and faster. I could feel her nails digging into my shoulders as she got closer. "Oh, Harry!" She yelled out as we both reached our high and I felt her body relax in my arms. My legs felt like jelly so I put her down gently, and she slid down the wall and sat on the floor of the shower. I sat down beside her and wrapped my arms and legs around her.

"I love you." She said leaning into me.

"I love you more." I smiled. I shut the water off as I thought I heard the front door, I was certain I'd locked it.

"Harry, where are you going?" Jessi giggled, holding onto my leg as I walked out the shower.

"Shh.." I said, putting my finger over my mouth. I cursed under my breath as I realised there were no towels. I heard footsteps on the stairs. "Stay there and don't move." I said, closing the bathroom door behind me. I threw the bedsheet around me and my heart raced as I looked around for something, anything I could use as a weapon. I grabbed my electric guitar as the door handle moved. Matt barged into the room at the same time Jessi pulled open the bathroom door and I only just stopped my guitar smacking him in the face.

"Get the fuck out!" I yelled, pushing him out the bedroom as Jessi slammed the bathroom door closed. I didn't like the way he'd been looking at her. I closed the bedroom door and went to see if Jess was okay, my heart was still pounding, what was he playing at creeping around my house?

"You okay?" I asked, opening the bathroom door.

"No. What the hell is going on? Why was he barging into the bedroom? Why were you about to smack him with a guitar and why are there no bloody towels?" She raised her voice, I could tell it had scared her. I walked towards her and threw my arms around her.

"Jess, it's okay. I thought he was a burglar or something. I've no idea why he was creeping around the house but I will find out and I'm sorry about the towels, I meant to bring up clean towels earlier but I forgot."

"I don't like that he saw me naked." She whispered, squeezing herself even closer.

"Well, if you'd have done what I asked and stayed where you were he wouldn't have." I blurted out. I knew I shouldn't have said it but I couldn't stop myself. I wasn't thrilled about him seeing her naked either, especially seeing the way his eyes travelled up and down her body.

"Well, maybe if you'd explained what was going on. If you'd told me there was somebody in the house, I would -" She paused, "nope, who am I trying to kid? If you'd told me there was somebody in the house, there's no way I would've let you go out there by yourself." She sighed and gently kissed my chest, "I'm sorry. Sometimes I'm not going to do what you ask. I can't help it. I'm pigheaded and I've become used to doing things my way."

"I know but I still love you." I kissed her forehead and walked out into the hallway and got a towel from the cupboard.

"Hilarious Styles. You know you can be just as stubborn as I am." She grinned as I handed her the towel.

"I know but you still love me." I pulled on a pair of shorts.

"Hmm... you're okay I suppose." An adorable, teasing giggle escaped her lips.

I left her getting ready. I walked downstairs and saw Matt standing and staring out the window.

"If I ever catch you looking at my girlfriend like that again I will kill you." I growled.

"Oh please kid, you and what army? I'm a man, there was a naked woman in front of me, of course I would look." He laughed.

"Hey Dickhead! I'm not joking. I'd burn the world to the ground for that girl and it's your job to protect her, not ogle her like a piece of meat. Now I don't like you but Mark assures me you're great at your job so here we are."

"Watch your mouth, kid! I already tried to get rid of your pain in the arse girlfriend, me and Mark were supposed to swap, I'd work with you and he'd work with her but she begged me to stay. Begged me." A nasty grin spread across his face. I felt my hands ball up into fists but I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of knowing he'd gotten to me so I straightened them out again. Why wouldn't Jess have told me about this?

"You can call me kid all you want, I'm still technically your boss so just stick to your job and we won't have a problem. And what exactly were you doing creeping around my house, anyway?" I tried to keep my voice calm.

"My job." He scoffed. I glared at him so he continued. "Your front door was unlocked. Sloppy mistake kid, anyone could've just walked in. So in I walked to find the T.V. blaring, books discarded on the floor, cushions on the floor, it looked like signs of a struggle so I walked towards the mess and then I spot what looks like a pool of blood. I hear the shower so I head upstairs to confront the potential psychopath and instead I find you two idiots fucking around, acting out some Pete Townshend fetish or something." He complained. I had to try hard not to laugh I found his story pretty amusing.

"It's red wine and you're the idiot, we thought you were a burglar, Harry almost smacked you in the face with that guitar." Jessi said, walking towards us.

"Whatever. Are you ready to go?" Matt said.

"No. You're an hour early." Jessi said, holding onto my arm.

"I got a text saying the plane was ready so come on let's go!" Matt clapped his hands. Jessi didn't move, her fingers gripping my arm tighter. I glanced over to the stairs and noticed she'd brought her bag down already. It suddenly occurred to me she'd never had to be the one that leaves.

"Hello? Earth to Jessi!" Matt yelled.

"I don't want to go." She looked at me, her eyes full of tears. It felt like somebody had stabbed me in the chest every time she got upset.

"Oh, for fuck's sake. He's not dying, you'll see him in a few days!" Matt said, shaking his head.

"Hey! Don't speak to Jess like that! Go wait in the car, we'll be out in a minute." I snapped. He glared at me but did as I asked. I turned to Jessi and forced myself to look into her eyes, even although it killed me a little. "It'll be okay. You have to go so you can go to class in the morning and prepare for your exams. I will not be responsible for you failing. I'll see you real soon. I promise."

"I can't believe how hard I've fallen for you." She said, pressing her lips to mine. I kissed her back and never wanted to let her go. "Okay, I think I'm ready." She whispered, gently pulling away from me and taking my hand. We walked silently to the car, I put her bag in the boot as she climbed in.

"Call me when you land." She opened her mouth to speak. "I don't care if I'll be asleep, call me. You're the most precious thing in my life, Jessi Monroe. Call me!"

"OK, I promise." She smiled. I kissed her one last time and watched her drive out of my driveway. Once I couldn't see her anymore, I walked back into the house, feeling empty inside.

Jessi

I stopped looking out the window when I couldn't see him anymore, a tear silently rolling down my cheek. I pulled out my phone to tell him I missed him.

"Are you crying?" Matt scoffed.

"You know a few weeks ago I'd have agreed with you, it's pathetic but then this curly haired angel waltzed into my life and turned me inside out." I said, wiping away my tears.

"You've really fallen for his bullshit haven't you? I thought you were smarter than the others." Matt laughed.

"I don't care about his past." I smiled as he replied that he missed me too.

"Girl, he's dated models, singers, actresses, what makes you think he'll think twice about you before kicking you to the curb?" Matt sneered.

"It's worth the risk." I said, running my thumb over the cross tattooed on my hand. I'd give up everything for one more day where he made me feel the way that he does, the way that nobody else can make me feel. Beautiful. Loved. Unbroken.