The concert was actually really fun to watch. I had to leave in the middle because Jack was a bit stressed out, so I left and tried to relax him. I text Harry to let him know that I was leaving to the hotel, I wanted Jack to rest in a peaceful environment. Now he is sleeping peacefully in his crib after a warm bath and a bottle. I'm tired as well, but I don't want to sleep yet.

I take my laptop out and write, this time I'm writing something short, just to distract my mind.

In about an hour or so, Harry arrives to the room. I keep my eyes attached to the screen, but my fingers stop typing. 

"Hi there, babe." He stops next to me, placing a kiss on my head. "Still up?"

"Yeah." I say, closing the tab for a moment.

"I'm going to take a quick shower." He says already walking away. "I'll be right back."

He goes inside of the bathroom leaving the door open. I sigh, I don't know why I'm feeling this way. I feel as if I was mad at him for some reason. Meeting Jen gave me a bad feeling, and seeing Harry falling in her game made it even worse. He's clueless, I'm sure of it.

I keep writing, letting my little rage out. I don't want to let it out on him for no reason.

Is this what jealousy feels like? Because I feel something in my chest I'm not used to experiencing.

Harry walks out of the bathroom, he's only wearing his boxers. He throws himself on the bed, the phone in his hand. I close my laptop, still looking at him. He notices, glancing at me for a second.

"Ready to come to bed?" He asks. Why can't he notices that I'm mad?

"No." I simply say, standing up and placing my laptop inside of its bag.

"Babe, you are one wording me since I arrived." He chuckles, moving his phone away. "Come to bed."

"I need to know something." I stand in front of the bed, he looks at me confused. "How much time do you spend with Jen daily?"

"Er- why do you want to know?" His features go into a face of confusion. "I don't know. Does it matter?"

"It does matter to me." I cross my arms over my chest. "Just answer."

"Babe, I don't know. Some hours a day?" He answers, still confused. "Why are you asking?"

"Because I don't like her." I say, that makes him chuckle for some reason.

"What? Babe, you just met her. She's actually very nice and funny." He defends her and that actually makes it even worse.

"I don't want you spending time with her." I say, I thought I would never say something like this. This is definitely a first to me.

"What? Why?" He sits up, frowning. "It's not like it's up to me anyway. She's our stylist."

"Why are you on her side? Can't you listen to me on this?" I say, my voice raising. "I don't want you around her, Harry."

"Where is this coming from?" He moves his legs to the side of the bed, he then stands up. "Wait. Are you... Jealous?"

I don't respond, I stay in my spot with my arms crossed.

"Seriously? Come on. Of Jen?" He moves one hand pointing at nothing specifically. "You can't be serious."

"Harry, is obvious that she's into you. Obvious!" I say, running my hands through my face. "You just had to see how her mood changed when I walked inside of the room."

"Of course she's not. She's only our stylist." He huffs in disbelief. "She's definitely not into me."

"What kind of stylist sews a pair of pants while the person is still wearing them?" I place my hand in my hip, making a pose. "She was right in front of your... Penis."

"Would you prefer for me to be just in my underwear around another woman?" He raises an eyebrow. I guess I don't. "We usually have extra jeans but that box didn't arrive. It was the only remedy."

"Still, I don't want you hanging out that much with her." I say, the feeling still in my chest. "Believe me when I say that she's into you. I don't want her to make a move on you while I'm not around."

"She would never do that, S." He takes a step closer to me.

"But what if she does, though? I... I don't even want to think of it." I turn around and take a few steps away reaching the table, but he stops me, holding my arm.

"Then I would gently reject her. She's not the girl I want." He stands in front of me, one of his hands holding my face to see him, the other on the small of my back. "She's not you, baby."

"But, what if-" I start saying but he moves a single finger over my mouth, shutting me off.

"You are the one that I want." He says lowly, his gaze intensifies.

He then moves me closer to kiss my lips, he starts slowly, just savoring the moment. His hand that was on my lower back suddenly moves lower and inside my sweatpants, holding my buttcheek firmly.

"Do you want me to show you how much I really want you?" He breaks the kiss, leaving my mouth agape wanting for his lips to return to mine. All the jealousy evaporating. "Answer to me, baby."

"I- do." I say, short of breath.

"It would be my pleasure." He smirks, suddenly holding me up and sitting me on the table.

He returns to kiss me, his tongue running inside of my mouth this time. It's been a while since the last time we did this, we have been busy with everything.

The hand that was on my cheek now is moving my sweatpants down, I kick them off with my feet. His hand returns to my upper leg, and then to my inner thigh. I softly leave air out of my mouth, he smirks into the next kiss.

He teases me over the fabric of my panties, running his finger over my center. I really missed his touch, his teasing, his thirst for me. Then, he moves his finger inside inside of the fabric, teasing my enter. When he finally goes inside, I move my head back breaking our kiss.

"Fuck, baby. You're so wet for me." His raspy voice says against my mouth.

His fingers go in and out slowly, my breathing pace changes. He is just so delicious. Unconsciously, I move my hands to his stomach and one of my hands go down to his boxers, but his free hand stops me.

"Uh uh, let me be the one that gives you pleasure today, baby." He says, another finger going inside of me.

"I- I want more." I say, an aching in my stomach asking for him.

"Always so eager, babe." He licks his bottom lip, his green eyes looking at me. He starts moving his fingers faster, my soft moans increasing.

"Ha-rry..." I breathe, moving my arms to hang around his neck. He takes his fingers out and moves them to his mouth, licking them.

"You're delicious, you know?" He smirks, moving his boxers just the right amount to expose his shaft.

He moves me closer to the edge of the table and places his tip on my center, I gasp when he goes inside of me, my body adjusting to him. He moves my face and bites my bottom lip, kissing me a bit roughly. He moves in and out, slowly but hardly.

"You're the only one I want." He says in rhythm with his thrusts. "The only one I love."

He presses a hand to my cheeks, making me look at him as he fasten his movements.

"Okay?" He looks at me, one hand on my face and the other holding my leg a bit up, giving him more of me.

"Ah- baby," I moan against his mouth, my face falling back in pleasure.

His hand falls from my face and he holds my neck, biting and sucking on my skin while his moves go faster and rougher, my stomach tensing by each second passing. I'm close, so close, and my moans are very clear to make him know that.

"Oh my- god." I moan loudly as I come undone, he moves his hand to my mouth to shut me off. And once my walls clench around him, he comes too, I feel his warmness dripping from me.

"Fuck, baby." He breathes against my neck, finally moving out of me.

After some seconds of recovering our breathing, we share a gaze and we both laugh. I rest my hands on his shoulders, his hands on my hips, my legs are still around him.

"Are you going to stop being jealous now?" He says lowly, his mouth placing little kisses on the crook of my neck.

"No." I say, he stops and looks at me. "I just have to make sure she gets the memo. I trust you, but not her."

"It's kind of cute to see you like this." He smiles, nudging his nose with mine. "Just be nice when you do, alright?"

"I'll try." I promise him, but something tells me that's going to be difficult.

"Great." He places one last peck and helps me down the table. "Now, let's go wash ourselves and go to sleep. Showing you how much I want you drained my energy."

"Really?" I walk a few steps in front of him. "I was already thinking of round two." I say as I take my shirt off.

"You're so dirty, baby." He stops me with his arms around me from behind, turning me over and kissing me passionately.

-

In the morning we had to wake up very early because we had to leave to Orlando because they have a secret show in there. I invited Molly to go with me. Its been ages since the last time I saw her and we seriously need to catch up. Right now we are hanging at the trailer bus, she has Jack on her lap while I'm sitting in the deck across from her. 

She has a job as an assistant and she's planning on going back to college to get a master. I congratulate her, that's very good for her. It makes me think I'm wasting my time but it's not like I can do anything else. I have a baby and another on the way, my priorities changed drastically. 

"How is the belly this time? Do you feel sick as much as last time?" She asks me, Jack has a flick of her red hair in his mouth. 

"Not even close. This baby is behaving better." I say placing my hands over my stomach. You can barely see my stomach a bit bloated, just a bit. "I'm going to get huge again." 

"At least you already have pregnancy clothes." She says trying to bring me up. I send her a glare and then I chuckle, shaking my head. 

"I'm actually excited now. It's a great feeling to feel the baby inside you." I look down at my belly again. This little bean is going to make me suffer. 

"I wouldn't known. And I'm not planning on finding out anytime soon." She says, finally taking the flick of her hair out of Jack's mouth. "First I need to find a great guy before even thinking of it." 

"So, I guess you're single." I say moving a bit closer to her. "Can I play cupid?" 

"No. Definitely no." She laughs, shaking her head at me. "The last time that happened, the guy ended up kidnapping your baby. You're the worst cupid ever." 

I laugh with her. Looking back at those times and now noticing that everything changed for the better, it actually gives me a good mood. And to think that I ran into Jake and gave him my number. He's been trying to contact me, he called this morning as well but I didn't answer. I don't want anyone finding out. 

"And how about you? Are you finally engaged?" She asks, bringing me back from my thoughts. "I don't see a ring." 

"No. I refused his proposal." As soon as I say that she gasps. 

"How dare you?! What are you waiting for?" She says loudly, the baby coos at her, he wants to grab her hair again but she put her hair in a bun. 

"Well, I didn't say no. Just, not yet. We're not ready to plan a wedding at the moment." I try to  explain, I sigh. "I'm pregnant again. We we're moving together for the first time. We still have a lot to live to even think about marrying each other." 

"Damn. You're so mature now. Who are you?" She says standing up, handing me the baby. "Where's the girl that slept with that boyband member in a closet?" 

She starts walking to the bathroom. 

"Correction, janitor's room." I say just before she enters to the bathroom. 

After an hour we decide to grab something to eat, there were hot dogs for everyone in the crew and we joined them. We sit with Lou and Niall, who is playing with Lux at the moment. I look around the table and notice that Harry is not around. Neither is Jen. I try to push jealous thoughts from my mind, but even when I try to remain calm, the thoughts come to me. 

We go back to the bus after eating and I put Jack to sleep, making a fort with pillows for him. Molly is laying on one of the decks, she has her phone in her hand keeping herself busy. I sit, trying to calm myself. 

Harry said I don't have to worry about her. I'm trying my best to believe him. I shouldn't worry. 

Right? 

Last night he left it more than clear. We love each other, there's no doubt in that. But... Why am I jealous still? 

"Sienna? Can you stop moving your foot? You're going to wake up Jack." Molly says, turning to look at me. 

"Sorry, didn't notice." I say, stopping the movement. 

"Is there something wrong?" She sits, looking at me. I sigh, shaking my head no. 

"No, well, Ye... no." I close my eyes, trying to think if I should tell her or not. I decide to do it, she's my bestfriend. Of course she is going to understand me. 

"Yesterday I met a new girl in here, she's part of the crew now. A stylist." I start to explain, I move and sit on the ground. "But yesterday when I was looking for Harry, I found them both in a compromising position, from my angle it looked very bad. It turns out she was sewing his jeans, while he was still wearing them." 

"Who does that? She could have pinched him." She frowns and I reply with an obvious 'I know'. 

"And.. I don't know. I had a bad feeling about her. She's so pretty. Her hair is blonde and with the perfect beach waves, her skin glows and he finds her funny." I run a hand through my hair. "I don't know, she was so playful around him and when I stepped inside her mood completely changed. I think she's into him." 

"Did you talk to him about it?" She rests her elbows on her knees, not moving her eyes from me.

"Yes, last night. He said I don't have to worry about anything, that his eyes are solely for me." I sigh, this is so stupid. I shouldn't be acting this way. I should trust Harry. "I don't know, this is stupid." 

"Do you still have the bad feeling in you?" She asks, I nod. "I think you should keep an eye on her, just in case. Men can be so naive sometimes that some girls take advantage of it."

"I don't want to be the crazy jealous girlfriend, you know?" I say, sighing again. "But, then again, he didn't show up at lunch but I also don't want to cross any boundaries while he is busy."

"It's totally normal to check up on him, S." She stands up, sitting beside me. "You're not being crazy. You're protecting the person you love."

She's right. I'm not used to feel jealous, its new to me. 

"Why are you still here? Go pay the man a visit." She says nudging my arm. "I can watch Jack and then we can go watch the concert. Go, you moron." 

"Alright." I say in a chuckle, standing up from the floor. 

I leave the trailer and guide myself towards the backstage. I walk through the halls and find Lou first, she is doing Liam's hair, that means the show will start in an hour thirty or so because she always starts with Liam and ends with Zayn. I keep walking until I find the dressing rooms. For my surprise, Harry's dressing room is locked. This is strange. I knock on the door instantly. 

"Harry. Are you there? It's me, Sienna." I say against the door. I knock again. 

At the thirds knock finally the door flies opens, but for my surprise Harry is not the one on the other side of the door.

"What are you doing here?" I ask as soon as I lay my eyes at Jen. She has a towel wrapped around her head, you can see water dripping from it. 

"I was taking a shower." She says with an eyebrow up, passing by me and leaving the door open. 

What the fuck? 

I storm inside of the dressing room and find Harry heavily asleep in the couch. His hands are under his armpits, his body resting only in one side. The smell of his shampoo fills the entire room. That... That bitch. 

"Why the fuck was she here taking a shower?" I ask loudly, purposely to wake him up. He wakes up in a holt, he jumps and sits up with one elbow. 

"What? Huh?" He mumbles, sleepily. 

"Jen just walked out of this room, water dropping from her head, and she told me she was taking a shower." I repeat, explaining myself better. "What was she doing here?" 

"Babe, lower your voice." He fully sits up, closing his eyes and scratching the sleep away. 

"Answer to me." I lower my voice, but I keep my tone serious. 

"My room is the only one with a real shower." He says, finally looking at me. I can see that he is mad, not a single trace of something that tells otherwise. 

"There are showers in the buses." I say matter-of-factly. 

"Have you tried fitting in one of those?" His tone raises, then he sighs. "Everyone came here today for the same reason. You're overreacting." 

I remain silent, keeping my pose. 

"Are you seriously going to keep being like this? I already told you, there's nothing to worry about." He says, tiredly. 

I sigh, throwing my head back and running my hands through my face. I'm acting crazy. I'm totally the crazy girlfriend right now. 

"I'm sorry." I keep my eyes closed, trying to calm myself. "I... I'm just- Every time I come look for you she's around. And... You didn't show up at lunch and, I..." 

"Baby..." He stands up, taking my hands out of my face. He looks at me, his tired sleepy eyes looking back at me. "I was having lunch with Irving, I forgot to text you, I left my phone here because I didn't charged it last night." 

"Oh." Now I feel even more crazy. 

"Seriously, babe, I don't know what else to do. She's just our stylist." He says, moving both of my hands to his chin. "She's going to be around, yes. But you don't have to worry." 

"I'm sorry." I say again, pouting my lips. 

"Promise me you'll stop acting jealous. It's not good for you or, bean." The edge of his mouth moves up in a smile. "You trust me, right?" 

"I do, babe. I'm sorry." I say again, moving my hands to hold his face. "I'll stop acting this way. You're right." 

"Harry, you're next- Oh. Sorry, didn't know you were here Sienna." Lou says from the doorframe. "You have five minutes to get to my chair or I'm starting with Zayn." 

"Don't you dare." Harry says, glancing at her. 

"You have been warned." She says before leaving. 

He then turns to me, gazing at me. 

"Are we good?" His hands go to the either side of my neck, his thumb holding my cheek. I nod, giving him a reassuring smile. 

"Yes." I say, moving closer to peck him. "I love you." 

"I love you, too." He kisses my forehead, and then starts walking towards the door. "I have to leave, if not my hair is going to look terrible on stage." 

"And neither of us want that." I say following right behind him to leave his dressing room. 

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A/N: I want to meet Harry backstage and have a picture with him and ask him if I can touch his face and then make him fall in love with me

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