Jessi

The past few days had flown by. I'd been greedy and had been keeping Harry all to myself. I hadn't seen much of the other guys except at the venue. I looked down at my tanned legs, my purple bruise now a more browny green. I wondered if it would leave a white patch on my leg once it healed.

"What are you thinking about?" Harry's deep voice questioned.

"I'm just wondering if I'll have a pale patch of skin when my bruise heals." I said, turning my leg from side to side as if the answer might suddenly reveal itself.

"Here was me thinking you were thinking about something deep and meaningful." He chuckled.

"Well, imagine how stupid I'll look with a big white patch down my shin." I pouted.

"Don't worry. Your bruise is only damage to the subcutaneous layer of skin, tanning happens above that layer so you should have a nice all-over tan when it heals." Harry smirked, running his hand over my shin.

"Well, look who swallowed a dictionary." I teased, splashing him with water. We were sitting by the edge of the hotel pool, swinging our legs back and forward in the water. It was nice and peaceful.

"Come to London with me tomorrow." He took my hand in his.

"Wish I could. I'm not even going home. My appointment with George got moved again so now I have to go straight to LA tomorrow." I rested my head against his shoulder. This appointment with George was getting on my nerves, it had been rescheduled three times already.

"Fuck work. Just stay with me?" The pleading in his voice made me sad. I hated leaving him.

"Don't worry. It's only a few weeks until my birthday and then we get to see each other again." I grinned, swinging my legs in the water.

"Yeah. Uhm. I've been meaning to talk to you about that..." The guilt in his voice made my heart break. I knew what was coming next.

"Seriously H? It's my birthday!" I wanted to scream and shout but I didn't want him to feel any worse than he already did and it was our last day together, I didn't want to waste it fighting.

"I know and I'm so sorry. I tried to get the meeting moved, but it has to be then, apparently." He sighed, rubbing my back.

"It's fine." I lied. "We should head inside." I stood up and waited for Harry. His hand locked around my leg and then knocked me into the water. I poked my head above the water and found him clutching his stomach laughing.

"You're gonna pay for that." I growled, swimming towards the edge of the pool.

"Have to catch me first!" He yelled, running off. I hauled myself out of the water and picked up our towels and phones since Harry had abandoned them. I couldn't see him anywhere when I walked inside so I assumed he must have headed upstairs, I walked to the lifts and pushed the button, watching as the numbers counted down.

"BOO!" Harry suddenly yelled behind me, making me drop everything on the floor.

"Fuck sake Harry, you scared me to death!" I whined. I was sulking but I couldn't stop it. I bent over to pick our stuff up and he slapped my arse. "Harry!" I pouted while the smacking noise echoed around the room since my bikini was soaking wet.

"Look so fucking good, dripping wet." He pinned me against the wall when I stood up, his voice laced with hunger but I was still sulking.

"And whose fault is that?" I pushed his chest.

"Not my fault you can't control yourself around me." He smirked, his tongue poking out and licking droplets of water from my throat.

"In your dreams, Styles." I sassed but my hands had stopped pushing against his chest, my nails gently scratching against his Swallows.

"You always are." He winked, his hands clasping behind my neck. "So naughty in my dreams too."

"Don't you dare, Harry!" I exclaimed as I felt him untie my bikini top.

"Tell me you don't want this," He pressed his rock hard bulge up against me, forcing a moan from my lips. A victorious smile took over his face, and he backed me into the lift once the doors opened, pressing me into the corner. He'd untied my bikini top, but was holding the tie with one of his hands, my hands covered my boobs just in case he let go. I gasped when his other hand slid over my bikini bottoms. His fingers playing me like his favourite instrument.

"H - Harry!" I panted. "What if somebody sees?" I whimpered.

"Fuck! Can't wait!" Harry groaned, his hand reaching inside my bikini bottoms. He slid a finger inside me, quickly adding another as his thumb rubbed my clit. The thrill of knowing somebody might catch us only added to the excitement. "Faster please" I begged, my head falling back and my eyes closing. Ecstasy was building deep inside me as he pumped his fingers in and out, quickening the pace. I really craved his mouth, but I wasn't brave enough to ask for it. Not here.

"My naughty girl." He hummed as he changed up the rhythm. His fingers curling inside me and his thumb strumming my clit like a guitar string. My orgasm was already nearing at how naughty and risky this felt. "Fuck Jess, you're dripping" His voice sounded like velvet and I wanted to wrap myself up in it, his fingers explored every inch of me, my orgasm fluttering on the edge of the abyss.

"Fuck! I'm gonna - FUCK! HARRY!" I yelled out as I couldn't hold it any longer. I grinned as Harry sucked his glistening fingers into his mouth. I held onto him for dear life, scared my legs were like jelly. He grinned as he fixed my bikini bottoms and retied my top, scooping me up as the lift doors opened on our floor. He hurried to the room so quickly I worried he'd drop me or fall over, with his Bambi legs either was possible but he made it, kicking the door closed and heading straight for the bedroom.

"That was amazing." I purred as he lay me down on the bed, feeling as blissful as if I'd just crawled into my bed with freshly laundered sheets. Harry crawled on top of me, peppering my chest with kisses and my body tingled with the excitement of making him feel as wonderful as I did. I sat up and pushed him down on the bed. "Stay!" I commanded as I quickly pulled off his trunks before getting rid of my sopping wet bikini once and for all. "Gonna make you feel so good, Sweetie." I smiled at his huge dick, standing proud. I pushed his legs apart and made myself comfortable between his thighs. I softly glided my fingers over his laurel tattoos, my mouth following their trail and leaving wet kisses.

"Tease." Harry puffed as I moved to kissing his thigh, ignoring the obvious. 

"Is this not where you want my mouth, Styles?" I smirked as I continued my trail up his thigh. "How about here?" I poked my tongue out tickled one of his balls with it. 

"S'an improvement." Harry choked out as I sucked it into my mouth. He groaned loudly as I teased my tongue against it which made me chuckle. "Making me crazy." He growled, and I released his ball from my mouth, placing my hand there instead and rubbing his balls between my fingers. He let out a loud hiss as I licked a stripe all the way up his length, sucking and licking clean his tip.

"S'good," He groaned, wrapping his fist in my hair. I twirled my tongue around his tip before taking all of him in my mouth. "FUCK BABY!" He yelled. I still felt so pleased with myself every time I managed that, he was definitely the biggest dick I'd ever encountered. I hummed seductively as I sucked up and down, his other hand now tangled in my hair too. I upped the pace, enjoying his strangled moans becoming louder and deeper. I wiggled my tongue from side to side as I moved down his rock hard member and his hips thrust him further down my throat. "Shit! Gonna -" Was all he managed to say before I felt him shoot his load into my mouth and down my throat. I swallowed it all and licked him clean before releasing him from my mouth. He tasted so good. I flopped down beside him, my hand lazily resting on his butterfly tattoo as I hugged myself to his body. He placed his thumb and forefinger on my chin, tilting my head up to look at him before he kissed me. That gentle but hungry kiss that still made my heart flip.

Our phones interrupted the mellow atmosphere, Niall was calling me, Louis and Liam were calling Harry's phones. "Knew they wouldn't let me keep you all to myself today." Harry breathed, wrapping his arms around me.

"Hey Ni," I lifted my phone to my ear since it was obvious Harry didn't plan on answering.

"Got 'em!" Niall yelled, and I heard Louis and Liam cheer.

"Breakfast, we're coming to get you!" Louis yelled.

"Mmm... Jessi," Harry moaned beside my phone.

"Tell Harry to put you down for five minutes. You're coming for breakfast." Liam complained.

"Baby, you feel so good," Harry moaned a little louder this time.

"You're not putting them off." I giggled, placing my hand over the phone. Harry sighed in defeat, kissing my shoulder.

"FUCK OFF HARRY! You've had her to yourself for days!" Louis yelled.

"He can't hear you guys and Louis you almost perforated my eardrum."

"Sorry Jess, I thought you were on speakerphone." Louis laughed.

"We'll be there in about two minutes. See you soon." Niall said.

"See you soon." I replied, hanging up.

"What's happening?" Harry asked.

"Breakfast. Come on, get ready. I'm quite hungry." I smiled, getting up to get dressed.

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Harry

"What time are you leaving tomorrow?" Louis asked Jess. She was sitting between him and Liam. They'd stolen her from me.

"Early. Too early. I think Harry said you guys were probably heading to the airport at the same time." She smiled, she looked so pretty. Her hair was still a little wet, and she had no makeup on, her eyes had a golden glow from the sun. I couldn't take my eyes off her.

"That's good, you won't be on your own then." Liam said.

"By the way, what have you done to Paul?" Louis asked, looking from me to Jess.

"I don't know, why? Was he looking for me?" Jess asked. I was fairly confident I knew why he'd be annoyed.

"Not exactly but he was lecturing Mark and Matt. Apparently, they let you run riot. What did you do?" Louis was smirking. Jess shrugged.

"What did we do?" She asked. Her big brown eyes full of innocence.

"Lift." I smirked.

"Lift what?" She looked confused and picked up her fork and then a look of realisation spread over her face. "Oh, I get it." Her cheeks turned a precious pink colour.

"Well? Spill it." Liam nudged Jess.

"No chance." Jess shook her head, her eyes glued to mine.

"You were shagging! In the lift?" Louis laughed, wagging his finger at me.

"Harry!" Niall exclaimed. Jess laughed which made me laugh too and soon everyone was laughing.

"You sure you can't come to London? He'll be a nightmare without you." Louis nodded in my direction.

"I wish I could. He can wallow with Niall." Jess smiled.

"Yeah, me and Liam might have to avoid you two." Louis joked.

"Whatever, me and H don't need you two, anyway!" Niall laughed.

"You wouldn't survive a day without us." Liam scoffed.

"So what are we doing today?" Jessi asked, finishing her breakfast. She was by far the slowest eater I'd ever known. Niall quite liked it because it meant he could steal stuff off her plate and more often than not, eat her leftovers. Not today though, Cinnamon French toast was her favourite.

"Well Zayn told me you've always wanted to have a powder paint fight, so we're not doing that." Louis laughed. I knew he was teasing her because he'd been complaining all yesterday about filling balloons and goodness knows what else.

"Lou, you're so mean." She pouted.

"I'm your favourite and everyone knows it." He grinned and everyone laughed as she drew a line of maple syrup down his face. He poked her ribs, and she elbowed him.

"Lou, Jess! Stop acting like toddlers!" Liam groaned as people stared at them.

"Sorry Liam." Jessi apologised as Louis nudged her arm, not realising she'd picked up her orange juice. Her pretty white sundress now had orange juice all down the front. Liam was shaking his head.

"Shit, sorry Jess. I didn't realise." Louis held his hands up in surrender, looking guilty before Jess laughed.

"Come on, we better get out of here before you two get us thrown out." Niall chuckled.

While we all argued about who was paying, Jess snuck off and paid and we were all so busy complaining at her we didn't notice the small group of fans waiting outside until they were blocking our path. Jess instinctively pulled her hand out of mine.

"Hi, guys! Could we have a picture?" One of them asked. We all glanced at Jess but she'd already moved towards the girl, her hand held out to take the phone.

"I'll take it for you." Jess grinned. I watched her as she took photo after photo for each fan, smiling and chatting while they waited. "Interesting background." Jess smiled as she handed the last girl's phone back.

"You take the best pictures of him." The girl smiled at me. I guessed it was a photo of me, the fans went crazy whenever she posted photos.

"Thanks, guys! And thanks Jessi! We love you!" The group yelled as we made our way to the cars.

"I love you too." Jess yelled before she climbed into the car with me and Niall. She slid her hand back into mine as soon as we pulled away from the restaurant, my hand enveloping hers. A happy little sigh left her lips, and she leaned her head on my shoulder.

"I miss Lori" Niall sighed.

"Aww Ni, I'll give her a hug for you when I see her!" Jessi said, wrapping her free arm around him and pulling him into a hug.

"Tell me a funny Lori story." He whined.

"We got expelled for a week in Senior Year for dressing up as Magenta and Columbia from Rocky Horror. I thought we looked freaking amazing. Our strict Catholic head-teacher however felt we'd been corrupted by Satan himself. I'm sure she wanted to perform some sort of exorcism on us but when Danny turned up to take us home she suddenly went very quiet. I still don't know if she feared him or fancied him." Jessi giggled at the memory. I zoned them out as my mind drifted towards the memory of Jess sprawled across my bed playing with herself. The car suddenly felt really warm. My hands slid up her legs, stopping to massage her thighs. She moaned my name as I bent down, my tongue flicking her hard nipples. I groaned loudly as she stroked my dick.

"Harry!" I felt somebody nudge my side.

"Huh?" I said, opening my eyes. I hadn't realised I'd fallen asleep.

"You okay?" Jessi asked, squeezing my hand tight.

"You sounded like you were having a nightmare, bro." Niall added.

"I'm fine." I mumbled, my hard on straining against my jeans. Maybe Jess was right about all these tight trousers. She smirked at me as I moved around awkwardly in my seat.

"You can tell me about that dream later." she whispered in my ear before going back to talking to Niall. They were talking about golf. I couldn't believe he'd got her into golf, even Lori gave up on him when he was watching golf.

"Can we talk about something else?" I said, sliding my arm around Jessi's waist. I drummed my fingers on her hips.

"I'm thinking of buying an apartment in New York." Niall said.

"Seriously? Does Lori know? She'll be so happy," Jessi said, bouncing in her seat.

"I haven't told her yet. To be honest, we got into a fight the last time we spoke." Niall sighed.

"That sucks. What happened?" I asked before Jessi had a chance to speak. She looked at me with a raised eyebrow. I think she was expecting me to have tuned out again, but I didn't want Lori and Niall to break up, I liked that we had another couple to hang out with. And it was good that Jess and Lori had each other while we were gone.

"She's been getting annoyed that we have to stay in a hotel when I visit, you know since her parents won't let me stay there. I get her point. Then when she found out you two were moving in together, she kinda flipped out on me. She said I made her feel like a hooker." Niall sighed.

"That's bullshit!" I yelled. Jess gave me a look that said to keep quiet.

"Niall she didn't mean it. I know she doesn't think that. She's always telling me how you make her feel like a Princess. And what can I say, her parents are idiots. I don't understand why Lori still lives there. Maybe you guys could look for a place together?" Jessi said, hugging Niall. I had to admit that was probably more helpful than my comment but I can't believe Lori would have accused Niall of that, he worships the ground she walks on.

"She is a Princess, she's my Princess. Do you think she'd want to look for somewhere together?" Niall said, fidgeting with his fingers.

"Aww Ni, you're so cute. I think she'd love that." Jessi smiled.

"Do you think I treat you like a Princess?" I asked. Jess smiled and shook her head.

"I'm your little bitch." She giggled and Niall joined in. I huffed. I expected her to say something nice. I felt anger rise inside of me.

"Fuck you guys!" I snapped, jumping out the car as we'd finally made it to the venue.

"Harry!" I heard her yell after me but I didn't slow down. I walked faster. I didn't even know if I was going the correct way but I wasn't stopping to find out. "Harry!" She repeated, louder this time. Suddenly she jumped on my back, "Hey! Stop! Don't make me fight with you on my last day here." She begged.

"Don't make stupid fucking hurtful statements then!" I snapped, trying to shake her off, but she had her arms and legs wrapped around me. I knew I could get her off if I wanted but I didn't want to hurt her.

"It was only a joke, Styles." She groaned.

"You think it's funny to use my fears against me?" I waved my hands around furiously. Ignoring the looks we were getting from the crew.

"Well, it's a stupid fear. I know you don't think of me like that and I don't give a shit if the entire world does. Why does it bother you so much?" She yelled.

"I don't fucking know. Why are you fucking terrified of letting people in? Why do you think they'll pop loads of pills and drown themselves to get away from you?" She let go of me. "They are fears Jess, they're not rational!" I growled, spinning round to face her but she was gone. Shit! I replayed what I said over and over again in my head. Why the fuck did I say that? Shit. Shit. Shit. Where would she go? I traced our steps back to where we came in. No sign of her. I called her. Unsurprisingly, she didn't answer. I group called the guys.

"Hi!" Niall answered.

"Hey!" Louis said.

"What's up?" Liam was last.

"Jessi, I can't find her. I fucked up guys!" Panic radiated through my voice. I checked all the dressing rooms, the toilets.

"What you talking about? Jessi's here." Niall replied.

"What? Where?" I said, confusion clouding my head.

"She's helping Cal with this photo shoot, remember? We're waiting for you." Liam added.

"And Jess is there? Does she seem okay?" I asked, walking towards the room Cal used.

"Busy. Talking to Cal about picture stuff. I'm fucked if I know what they are babbling about." Louis laughed. I sighed in relief, maybe she wasn't mad at me after all.

I realised how wrong I was the minute I walked into the room. Her eyes shot up towards me and my breath caught in my throat. Anger and sadness staring straight back at me. The anger I could just about deal with but the sadness killed me. I'd done that to her and I couldn't take it. I looked away. I walked towards the guys who were all staring at me. I glanced back towards Jess but she was busy talking to Cal.

"What the fuck was that?" Louis said, pointing from me, to Jess and back again.

"This isn't about that stupid joke Jess made, is it? You need to lighten up H. Nobody thinks you treat Jess like a hoe." Niall snapped.

"Everybody does. I see all the little comments on the photos of Jess. I don't deserve her and when you find out what I did, you'll agree. I'm a fucking arsehole." I sighed, pulling my hands through my hair.

"Maybe but you're her arsehole. Just go talk to her." Louis pushed me towards her and Cal. I bumped into a lamp, and it clattered it to the floor, thankfully it didn't smash.

"Hey H! Careful Man! Those are expensive." Cal groaned slightly, but I wasn't paying attention. I'd taken a step towards Jess and she shook her head at me, her eyes pleading with me to just leave her alone. I was suddenly being pulled backwards.

"OK. Maybe you better tell us what you did. Seeing her look at you like that just about shattered my already broken heart." Liam said letting go of my arm. I swallowed hard. I knew they'd be angry with me too. I was such an idiot.

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"HARRY!" Cal yelled. My head snapped up. I wasn't paying attention. I couldn't concentrate. My eyes kept drifting towards Jessi and every time she looked more angry and more hurt. Liam nudged me.

"What?" I asked.

"I was talking to you." Cal sighed.

"Sorry." I mumbled, making sure I was listening.

"What is wrong with you today?" He asked.

"Sorry." I repeated.

"Jessi, help me out here," Cal said, looking at Jess. She shrugged. "Right. Come on, guys! You can come and find me when you have a picture of Harry where he doesn't look like that!" Cal motioned to me while dragging everyone but me and Jessi out the room.

"Jessi. I'm sorry." I said. She didn't move. I was starting to think she hadn't heard me. "Jess?"

"Do you know what? Fuck this shit! I don't need to stay here. This isn't even my job!" She yelled, marching towards the door. I watched as she pulled and twisted and finally banged at the door.

"He locked it." I walked towards her and paused when I heard the door rattle in its frame as she kicked it. She clawed at her dress, her hair, her skin. She looked like a caged animal. She was scaring me.

"JESSI STOP!" I yelled, wrapping my arms tightly around her. She pushed against my chest but I didn't let go.

"Let go of me!" She yelled, her voice cracking. I held her tighter as I felt my t-shirt get wet from her tears.

"I'm so sorry, Baby." I said as I stroked her hair, she was sobbing uncontrollably. She'd finally lost control of her anger.

"I - d - don't -" She paused before she let out an angry groan, frustrated that she couldn't get out what she wanted to say. I don't know why she thought this made her weak. I'd take an angry Jessi over a crying Jessi any day. I became powerless when she was upset, consumed with wanting to do anything to make it better.

"It's okay, Baby. Just breathe." I said as she choked on her sobs. I held her until she'd stopped crying.

Jessi

"You hurt me" I growled, prodding him in the chest when I finally got a grip on my emotions. Stupid angry crying. It drove me crazy.

"I know and you've no idea how sorry I am." He held me tighter. I knew he hadn't meant to hurt me. He lashed out because I wasn't taking his fears about people thinking he was using me seriously. I couldn't. He was the loveliest person I knew, inside and out. I was broken before I met him and he fixed me, just like in that Coldplay song he made me listen to. The fact that anyone could think badly of him didn't compute in my brain. I loved him with every fibre of my being.

"I'm sorry I made that joke. It makes no sense Harry. They couldn't be any further from the truth if they tried. You're wonderful. You make me whole and I love you." I ran my hand over his chest where I'd poked him.

"I love you more. I should never have said what I did. I'm so sorry. I hate it when we fight." He said in a whisper, tilting my head up to look at him.

"Me too. It feels like the broken pieces of my heart are trying to pull themselves apart again." My cheeks blushed as I gazed up into his eyes, there was something so sexy about him when he looked vulnerable. I smiled against his lips as he kissed me. All the hurt instantly melting away.

He kissed my forehead as he stood up again and held me close to him. I could hear his heart thumping in his chest. It calmed me.

"H. How do we get out of here?" I mumbled into his chest, breathing him in.

"I'm guessing we call him but I think he was serious about that picture." He stepped back from me. "You better make me look fabulous." He grinned, flicking his hair over his shoulder.

"That's easy." I laughed. "You always look so bloody good." I took pictures as he goofed around, pulling crazy poses. I zoomed in on his face as he laughed. I loved watching him laugh, his smile lighting up the room. His dimple popped out and his eyes were so bright and clear. I watched as his eyes closed and I moved to close the space between us, sitting my camera down. His eyes flashed open as I touched his arm.

"Hey, you okay?" He said, looking worried. I jumped into his arms and he smiled.

"I'm so happy that I found you." I said, wrapping my arms and legs around him.

"Going to the Ace that night was the smartest thing I've ever done." Harry smiled, before placing kisses into the crook of my neck.

"I almost left without even talking to you." I confessed. I couldn't imagine going back to not having him in my life, back to the darkness, back to just existing.

"Oh bloody hell, you stayed to talk to Ed, didn't you?" He pressed his forehead to mine.

"At first but you made me want to stay, it was like something was drawing me towards you like a magnet. I wanted you so badly. Your lips, your eyes, your aftershave, everything about you was driving me crazy." I blushed.

"I know. Sex on a stick." He smirked. "Where did that even come from?"

"My Mum. She used to say it about Michael Hutchence from INXS." I smiled. "It's accurate." I kissed his nose.

"You know we don't have to call Cal straight away." He whispered, his lips tracing along my jawbone until he was sucking just below my ear, making me moan.

"What do you mean?" I smiled, trying to act innocent.

"Jess..." he whined. "I've been craving you since breakfast."

"What? C-c-c-craving m-me?" I stuttered.

"What's with the stuttering?" He grinned.

"Y-you m-m-make me n-n-nervous?" I said, burying my head in the crook of his neck.

"Baby, are you having a stroke? Do you need a Doctor?" He asked, his fingers digging into my thighs.

"Why? Is Doctors and Nurses your kink? Clearly, innocent and virginal wasn't working." I sighed, nibbling his ear.

"Is that what that was?" He chuckled. "Baby, nothing about you makes me think of innocent and virginal." He groaned, pushing my back against the wall. His hands now free to slide under my dress.

"Styles!" I exclaimed. "Did you call me a slut?" I teased, knowing he hadn't realised what he said.

"W-what? N-no?" He stammered. His green eyes looked away as he tried to remember what he said. "I - uhm - all I meant was you're so freaking sexy. You want to know what my kink is?"

"Yeah." I nodded, excited to hear his naughty secrets. I tightened my legs around his body, enjoying how his erection pressed against me.

"You." He growled, his eyes boring into mine. My pants were instantly wet. "Nothing turns me on more than the thought of you. So we can act out every kink you have, as long as it's with you I'll be happy -" I cut him off by kissing him, trying to get across how much I needed him by wildly roaming his mouth. I moaned as he took the hint, his hands tearing down my pants. They'd barely hit the floor before his fingers were exploring me.

"Harry" I moaned against his lips as I began to grind into him, my back arching off the wall.

I sighed in frustration as he put me down, my legs feeling unstable.

"Sorry baby, you could help?" He smirked at me as he undid his belt and jeans. I shuffled them down his strong thighs and released him from his boxers. A huge grin spread across my face as he picked me back up. I helped guide him inside me, a moan escaping my lips. I wrapped my legs around him when he was fully inside me, my head bumped the wall as I threw it back in pleasure as he began slowly thrusting in and out.

"Mmm... harder" I begged, tugging the back of his hair.

"Ugh. You feel so good Baby" He grunted, upping the pace. I could feel my orgasm building as I began to grind into him harder. Our moans getting louder. My lips hungrily found his, his moans vibrating along my tongue and lips. I couldn't take much more. His thrusts were becoming lazy. His fingers digging deeper into my hips, it hurt but I liked it. He bit down on my tongue as he released inside me and I couldn't hold it anymore. I yelled his name as I let go, my entire body quivering.

He held me close, and I was glad because I really didn't think my legs would support me.

"Gonna miss you." He brushed my nose with his before gently kissing my lips.

"Me too." I replied when my breathing was under control.

Harry put me down as we heard voices outside the door. And I watched as he pulled up his boxers and done up his jeans. I tried in vain to straighten my dress; it was full of creases.

"It's really quiet." I heard Liam's voice.

"Maybe she's killed him." Louis laughed.

"C'mon get out my way guys" Cal said, and I heard the door unlock. I gasped as I felt Harry's arm brush my leg. I watched as he picked up my torn pants and shoved them in his back pocket, I'd forgotten all about them and it immediately draws my attention to how breezy it feels down there. I squeezed my thighs together as I felt a wetness trickle down my inner thigh. As soon as the door opened, I pushed past everyone, mumbling that the photos were on my camera and leaving Harry with a completely confused look on his face.