Jessi

"Baby, why did you run off earlier?" Harry asked as we were waiting our turn to use the shower. We'd just finished our paint fight, it was so much fun but we'd all been shepherded into this room to contain the mess. Harry and I were the only ones left. We'd stripped down to our underwear, our paint covered clothes in a pile on the floor.

"Uhm - I - there was a leak," I was struggling with how to explain it, my cheeks turned red.

"You pee'd?" His eyes widened.

"No, you idiot!" I said swatting his chest.

"Well, what then?" He said before a smirk spread over his face. "You had essence of Harry running down your legs!" He ran his finger down my throat to my cleavage but I couldn't stop myself from laughing.

"What?" he smirked, hooking his finger on my bra and pulling me towards him.

"Essence of Harry. You should sell that. I'd buy it." I giggled. His eyebrows raised as I realised what I'd said.

"Baby, I can cover you in essence of Harry anytime you'd like," He growled. My sides were hurting from laughing.

"Please stop saying that. Although it would go rather well with what I had planned for later." I grinned.

"Mmm... what do you have planned for later, my little weirdo with five colours in her hair?" He whispered in my ear, running his hands through my paint covered hair. His McFly reference got me all hot and bothered.

"I used to have a lip ring." I confessed even although it had nothing to do with what he asked but it was a lyric in the song he'd quoted.

"You did? Is that in your fantasy for later?" He asked running his thumb over my lips.

"No. The girl in the song you quoted has a lip ring -"

"Phew. I love these perfect lips so much, I don't think I'd like a lip ring in the way." He gently kissed my lips.

"What can I say? I was 17 and thought it was pretty badass," I smiled, I was forever catching it on things, it tasted of metal, it was always cold. It lasted a little over a week before I took it out. Even although I had multiple ear piercings, I never really warmed to any other type of piercings. I didn't especially like them on guys either. I'd dated a guy with multiple piercings once, nipples and cock included, he tasted like the tin man. I shuddered at the memory.

"Are you cold, baby? And you're still pretty badass." He smiled, holding me close. I felt guilty that my mind had drifted to that memory, even although it wasn't a pleasant one. Metal man was the kind of man I felt I deserved, cold and uncaring, rough and dominating both in and out of the bedroom. He didn't love me and I didn't love him. I was broken, lost, unlovable, incapable of loving, drifting from one broken soul to the next. I enjoyed sex a lot, but I never really enjoyed the relationship part until Harry. Harry who was too good for this world, nevermind how completely out of my league he was. I fell for him like the sun falls for the moon every night. I still lie in bed at night, gazing at him in wonder, overcome with how much I feel for him. He'd blasted away the walls I'd built as if they were made of sand.

"Harry, why do you love me?" I whimpered, my mind racing with reasons why I didn't deserve him. It was a question I'd often ask myself, coming up with no good answer.

"Jessi, are you serious?" He said, stepping back so he could look at me. There was an aching in my chest and his eyes filled with sadness and worry as a few tears rolled down my cheeks. His thumbs softly brushed my cheeks as he swiped away the tears.

"Shower's free!" Louis knocked on the door. I hid myself in Harry's body in case Louis came in but he didn't.

"Come on!" Harry said, taking my hand and pulling me into the other room. I quickly discarded my underwear and climbed into the shower, slamming my hand into the power button. I tilted my now tear-stained face up into the hot water, praying it could wash away the hurt of Harry not being able to answer my question. I jumped as Harry thumped the power button, cutting off the shower.

"Hey, we're not finished talking yet." A hint of anger in his voice. He grabbed the top of my arms and turned me round to face him. "I don't know what goes on in your head sometimes. How do you go from talking about fantasies and lip rings to asking me that? And then you get pissed off because I don't answer immediately. It's not like you asked me what I want for dinner. It's not a simple question Jess." His eyes were staring at me and my bottom lip quivered, I bit it hard. Tears were still rolling down my cheeks. I felt like a five-year-old being told off or when my Mum would tell me she was disappointed in me, I always wanted her to be proud of me and disappointing her hurt like hell. I looked down at the shower floor, my body shivering from the cold. He placed his finger under my chin and tilted my head up and held it there, I held his gaze as he pulled me towards him, his warm body wrapping around me. It felt nice. "Jessi, I could literally list an endless amount of things I love about you but truthfully I knew I loved you before I knew many of the things on that list. I fell in love with the girl in the awesome purple hat at our signing. The one girl who looked like she didn't want to be there but whose face lit up when she saw her friend so happy. The girl whose coffee coloured eyes made me want to jump into them and swim around. The girl whose laugh gave me butterflies in my stomach. The girl who made me forget everything cool I'd planned to say so all I could manage was 'I'm Harry and I like your hat'. The girl who made my breath catch in my throat as I watched her hair tumble down her back. The girl who made me feel naked as our eyes connected. The girl who made my heart pound out my chest as her cheeks turned pink. The girl who made my heart ache as she walked out of my life and I worried I might never see her again..." His voice trailed off. My heart was pounding. I couldn't believe I made him feel that way. I was just me. Nothing special. I opened my mouth to speak but closed it again as I didn't know what to say.

I held him tighter and placed kisses on his chest. He pushed me backwards a little and turned on the shower. I watched as all the colours of the paint ran down our bodies; it reminded me of a rainbow; I loved rainbows. I pressed my hand to his chest and was surprised to find his heart was thumping in his chest too. Feels Like Home by Chantal Kreviazuk was swirling around in my head and before I could stop myself I was singing it out loud.

"Something in your eyes, makes me wanna lose myself,

Makes me wanna lose myself, in your arms,

There's something in your voice, makes my heart beat fast,

Hope this feeling lasts, the rest of my life,

If you knew how lonely my life has been,

And how long I've been so alone,

And if you knew how I wanted someone to come along,

And change my life the way you've done.

It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me,

It feels like I'm all the way back where I come from,

It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me,

It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong."

I trailed off as Harry rubbed shampoo into my hair, his long fingers massaging my scalp, it felt so nice I let out a contented little sigh.

"Keep singing please. It's so pretty." Harry kissed my earlobe. I always felt so inferior whenever I'd sing around him, he was so amazing but I continued, powerless to refuse him.

"A window breaks, down a long, dark street,

And a siren wails in the night,

But I'm alright, 'cause I have you here with me,

And I can almost see, through the dark there is light,

Well, if you knew how much this moment means to me,

And how long I've waited for your touch,

And if you knew how happy you are making me,

I never thought that I'd love anyone so much.

It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me,

It feels like I'm all the way the back where I come from,

It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me,

It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong,

It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong."

I gasped as Harry kissed me, my body melting into him. I smiled against his lips as he gently pushed his tongue into my mouth. I was getting lost in the kiss when he suddenly pulled away from me. "You feel like home to me too, Jessi." He smiled.

"Harry, that's really how I feel. I was broken before. I was lost. You found me and you put me back together and you made me feel love." I looked up at him, my hands clutching at his biceps, trying to make him understand.

"Jessi, it's okay. I'm here and I'm never gonna let you go. You never have to go back to feeling like before." He held me close and my hands relaxed, I wrapped my arms around him and he tilted my head back to wash out the last of the shampoo, being careful not to get soap in my eyes. I washed the rest of my body as Harry washed his hair and body and once I was finished I stood under the showerhead, enjoying the feeling of the water beating down on me.

"Shit Jessi!" Harry suddenly yelled. Scaring me half to death.

"What's wrong?" I asked, turning to face him. I followed his eyes down to my hips.

"Did I do that? Fuck, I'm so sorry!" He mumbled, his fingers tracing over the group of bruises his fingers had left on my hips. His eyes were filled with guilt.

"Yeah. I kinda liked it." I smiled.

"I shouldn't have hurt you." His head dropped to the floor.

"Hey Styles!" I nudged him with my shoulder and waited for him to look at me, "I said I liked it. I'm not made of glass."

"It's my job to protect you." His fingers traced over the bruises again.

"I don't need protecting from you." I smiled.

"This would suggest otherwise." He pouted. I frowned. He wasn't listening, so I went with another tactic.

"Maybe you're right." I said walking out the shower and grabbing a towel. I didn't look at him but I could feel his eyes watching me.

"I know I am." He said confidently.

"That's a shame. I was looking forward to tonight. I'm sure cuddling will be nice though." I got dressed and tried to ignore him but I couldn't resist peeking to see if my plan was working.

"Cuddling?" He questioned with a bemused expression on his face and rushing to catch up with me since I was now fully dressed.

"Yes Styles, cuddling. You know that thing two people do when they hold each other in their arms? Unless, you've decided I'm far too fragile for that too?" I smirked.

"You're hilarious." His voice dripped in sarcasm. "And you're fucking crazy if you think all we're doing is cuddling on our last night together for who knows how long."

"But Harry, I'm just a delicate little flower, you might hurt me!" I said in the whiniest voice I could manage. He finished doing up his jeans and slung his t-shirt over his shoulder.

"Fine, you win. I might have overreacted." He grinned, kissing my neck.

"Glad we got that sorted" I smirked, kissing his arm when it wrapped around my shoulders.

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Harry

Instead of heading back to the hotel like I wanted we were heading to a bar. Louise and Jess were already there.

"Come on Harold. It'll be fun!" Louis said. I glared at him. I'd already had to share her too much today.

"Hey, did you see that poster tonight?" Liam asked Niall.

"You're gonna need to be more specific Liam." Niall laughed.

"It said we're here for Lori and Jess." Liam laughed.

"No. That's hilarious" Niall joined in laughing. I tried to block them all out.

"What's wrong with you? We're not working tomorrow. Lighten up!" Louis complained.

"You know why I hate it. I have to pretend she's not mine. Pervy guys hit on her and I can't do anything about it -"

"Yeah. Yeah. Stop. We're sick of hearing it. These are your stupid rules, H. When have you ever been papped in a club? Exactly, never. So stop talking shit. Do what you want but for fuck sake cheer up or we'll send you back to the hotel." Louis yelled.

"Fine." I growled, failing at forcing a smile. Thankfully, we'd arrived at the bar or club, I wasn't sure. It looked busy though and there were paps. I followed the guys inside and immediately looked for Jess. There was a band playing music.

"Fuck me!" I exclaimed when my eyes landed on her. She looked fucking hot! She had on a leather mini skirt, high heeled ankle boots which accentuated her calf muscles, an AC/DC t-shirt that she'd tied in a knot at the side so a tiny flash of her tanned midriff was on show, her hair was down and naturally wavy and on top of her head was one of my hats. My eyes rested on her pretty face, she was busy chatting to Louise. Suddenly she turned away from me, to lean on the bar and I bit my lip as she did that thing where she subconsciously sticks her arse out a little.

"You coming?" Niall asked as they headed towards Lou and Jess. At that very second I decided Louis was right, I hurried past them all and made my way to Jess, muttering apologies as I bumped into a few people. It was so busy.

I didn't even say hello, I just wrapped my arms around her tiny body from behind, pulling her into me. I moved one hand to her hip and my other hand ran over her exposed skin, my fingers sliding inside her t-shirt. My dick twitched as my fingers came into contact with lace, long before my thumb brushed her boob. My imagination went into overdrive, trying to work out what she was wearing under there.

"Hi Harry!" She giggled and then a thought occurred to me.

"How did you know it was me?" I asked, for all she knew I could've been anyone and she didn't stop me. She pointed in front of her and I saw our reflection staring back at us from the mirror behind the bar. She turned to face me, her hands playing with the hem of my shirt.

"I like this." She grinned, her hands roaming over my shirt. It was the flamingo shirt she'd bought me for my birthday. She popped open another button and slid her hand inside, resting it on my chest. I moved to kiss her but was left confused as she suddenly frowned and moved away from me to say hello to the rest of the guys.

"What the fuck was that?" I muttered out loud as I turned to order a drink.

"She wants to kiss you." Louise said.

"Oh hey Lou, do you want a drink? And if she wants to kiss me then why did she run off?" I looked round to find her, but she wasn't there. My eyes scanned the room and spotted her dancing with Liam.

"I'm fine, thanks. And she ran off because that's what you have her trained to do Harry as soon as things might get more than flirty one of you walks away, do you guys think we don't notice? And I can tell you she hates it, you've no idea how much convincing I had to do to get her to come out and we were having fun, still are having fun. Look at her H. You shouldn't be the person who makes her evening less fun." Lou said. I watched her pull goofy dance moves with Liam.

"You think I make her have less fun?" I said, pulling my eyes away from Jessi's smile.

"No, Harry. I'm trying to say she'd be having more fun with you. You can't tell me you enjoy this? I see you guys every day and there's rarely a time where you aren't showing each other some type of affection, even if it's just watching each other from across the room. I get why you started it but the paps can't get in here and the fans practically have you guys married anyway." Lou smiled.

"I hate it. I feel lost when she's not near me. The next few weeks will be torture." I complained.

"Does she still think you'll miss her birthday?" Lou asked.

"Yeah. I almost have everything sorted though, you guys are coming, right?" I asked. I felt guilty about lying but I wanted to surprise her. I had a whole day planned.

"We can come to the dinner but not the party, we'll have Lux. We thought about coming ourselves but I think Lux might kill us if she found out we went without her. Thanks for covering her in paint earlier, by the way." Lou chuckled.

"We couldn't help it, she gave us the pouty face, you know we can't resist the pouty face." My eyes were still watching Jess dance. Niall was dancing with them too now.

"It's fine but you owe me a night of babysitting." Lou grinned. The song changed to Viva La Vida, and I was stunned to see Jessi singing. My girlfriend who insists she dislikes Coldplay was singing along at the top of her lungs.

"Sorry Lou, excuse me for a second." I said while making my way towards her. My eyes widened as she jumped up and down and I got flashes of hot pink lace as her t-shirt rode up her body.

"You know this is Coldplay, right?" I whispered in her ear, my hands gripping her hips.

"Seriously? I like this song!" She yelled. I wrapped my arms around her and picked her up before kissing her with everything I had, she took a second or two to respond but she kissed me back twice as hard, she was turning me on again but I didn't care. I didn't want to be the reason she didn't have fun. I forgot where we were until somebody smacked me on the back. I put her down, and we danced to the next song. I enjoyed dancing with her, she liked to make cute little actions to go along with the lyrics, it was adorable. The song changed to Cannonball, and I pulled her close to me. I placed one hand on the small of her back and interlocked my other hand with hers and held it close to our bodies. She nervously placed her hand on my waist and I could feel the warmth of her flushed cheeks against my chest.

"Seriously? All the things we do in bed and this makes you nervous?" I said. I felt her shrug as she nuzzled in closer, almost knocking the hat off her head. I let go of her hand and took the hat off her and put it on my head.

"Hey!" She whined, and I chuckled. The song finished, and I was almost knocked over by Niall as they started playing the next song.

"She's mine for this one!" He yelled, grabbing Jess and pulling her away from me. I smiled, leaving her to it, I didn't want to dance to Bieber, even if Ed wrote it. I sat on an empty barstool and spoke with Liam as I watched her dance with Niall. I took a picture of them and sent it to Lori.

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Jessi

"Hey Babe, come dance with a proper bloke instead of these kids!" Some blonde idiot with an Australian accent growled at me.

"No, thanks" I yelled back, pulling Niall, so we were far away from him. I smiled as I saw him disappear. Niall's eyes widened, and I felt a pair of hands grab my hips.

"Come on Babe, dance for me." He whispered in my ear causing me to flinch as I pulled away from him. The next thing I knew I was yanked roughly and Niall was between me and the Australian.

"Listen, she told you no. Now fuck off and if you put your hands on her again, I'll knock you the fuck out!" Niall yelled. I'd never heard Niall yell in anger before, it was surprisingly intimidating.

"Hate to break it to you but she seems more into the one that looks like a chick." I heard the Australian say. I tried to get past Niall to see what was going on, but he kept holding me back. I looked over to see Harry heading straight for us, everyone else close behind him. Oh shit! He did not look happy. All eyes in the bar were now on us.

"Come on Ni, let's go. He's not worth it." I grabbed onto Niall's arm, trying to pull him away but lost my footing in my heels as Niall came crashing into me, I landed flat on my ass and it hurt. I screwed my eyes shut to stop the tears from flowing.

"Baby? You okay?" I recognised Harry's voice and opened my eyes and took the hand he was holding out for me. I was instantly horny as he effortlessly pulled me up with one hand. I loved how strong he was.

"Yeah, yeah! We're leaving, don't fucking worry!" Louis was yelling.

"Just hold on tight, baby" Harry whispered, and I remembered why as the door opened and all I could see were flashes. He had his arm wrapped tightly around me and I held onto him and buried my face in his chest. I heard people yelling the guys' names and before I knew it I was in the car. Harry beside me and Louise on his other side. Liam, Louis and Niall were in the other car. I buckled my belt and let out a sigh.

"You okay?" He asked. I nodded. He laced his fingers with mine and I smiled.

"I can't believe you punched that guy." Louise said.

"Stings like a bitch!" He chuckled before stretching out his fingers and then sliding them back between mine. I looked down at his hands and gasped as I saw blood, his knuckles and fingers scraped from his rings. "Relax, it's fine Jessi!" He gave himself away though as he flinched when I gently ran my free hand over them.

"What if he goes to the press? or the Police?" Louise asked.

"Then I'll just say he deserved it for punching Niall and knocking Jess over and then the fandom will hunt him down and kill him!" Harry laughed. "Besides, maybe next time he'll think twice about groping a girl without her permission." I highly doubted it but I admired Harry's ability to hope for the best in people.

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I looked down at the creamy white pool covering my stomach and boobs. I'd just watched Harry get himself off and I think it might have been the sexiest sight I'd ever seen. My walls throbbed as I remembered how his knuckles flexed and whitened as he gripped himself, the way his head tilted back, exposing his Adam's Apple. The way he groaned, had me aching for him and the way he screwed his eyes shut in pure ecstasy, made me soaking wet for him. The very best part though was hearing him mumble my name to the point where it sounded filthier than any of the expletives tumbling from his mouth.

"You look so good covered in my jizz." Harry smirked. I looked up at him, straddling my hips, looking rather pleased with himself.

"I hate that word." I screwed up my nose.

"See I knew you liked ess-"

"Please don't start that again." I smiled, and he chuckled. He got up to reach his t-shirt and wiped me clean before throwing the t-shirt away again. I wiggled my hips as I felt the little pool still in my belly button.

"Missed a spot." I whined as he climbed back onto the bed. He went to reach for the t-shirt again but I held onto his wrist. "Lick it out, please?" I begged, arching my back off the bed. He grinned, positioning himself between my legs. I moaned as his tongue made light work of the little pool and my breathing hitched as his mouth moved lower. I was going to miss him so much.