Jane

As we were about to leave for the wedding the manager came by and offered us an updated room and a refund. The updated room had a giant bathtub and a better view of the city. Way higher than the one before.

All the moving made Harry and me late to the wedding. We were both nervous on the ride up fifteen floors to the actual reception on the rooftop.

"This has been the best trip if you skip the part where we were trapped in the elevator." I joked.

"Free room and two upgrades." We were just a few minutes later than planned, but had our names on the list as Des told us. Harry kept squeezing my hand as we walked through the party, a thing we did when either one of us was nervous.

The roof glowed with twinkly fairy lights and round tables filled with people. There was a bar and a giant table of desserts and treats, right next to a bar with bottles upon bottles of alcohol.

I looked around and noticed the beautiful bride. I grabbed our gift and walked with Harry towards the gift table to set it down.

Making our way to Melanie she noticed us and let out a loud scream. "Oh my gosh! You did come!" She ran over and hugged us. She was causing a scene, but it was nice she was excited. She looked around and began calling out. "Dessie look your brother came!" Suddenly there was a drop of forks and a few people looked our way. "Oh shit, I forgot." She put her hand over her mouth.

Harry cleared his throat. "It's alright, you look amazing and this is, besides my wedding, the nicest wedding I've ever seen." She gasped.

"Thank you, please sit down you guys are in table seven, I remember because I booted two of my cousins from there." We chuckled.

Des walked over in his nice suit and shook Harry's hand. "I'm so excited to see you man, please have a seat, grab a drink, dinner is about to be served." Harry thanked him and walked with me to the table. He had his hand behind my back and pulled out my chair.

Our table, luckily, was work friends and random single people. Sort of the extra table, which I wasn't complaining about because that means we can have a conversation with people without them asking personal questions.

Harry and I were served food and ate making small conversations with a man named Leo.

He was a work friend of Melanie and didn't really know anyone. "There is no way you two have three kids." I laughed taking a sip of my lemonade.

"Swear to god our daughter is almost six and our twins are five months." Leo is an interior designer and according to him after he complimented my dress, he is 'very gay and not hitting on me.'

"Girl you did not have twins you look amazing." I blushed.

"Oh that's so sweet, I thank breastfeeding and walking the kids for this." He nodded taking a sip of his drink.

"Oh? Maybe I should try it." He joked. Harry looked around and kept staring at the dessert table.

"Baby just goes get some," I told him. He nodded excusing himself to get some treats. Leo looked at him and back at me.

"Girl you're a man is fine." He teased me.

I giggled. "I know." He snorted.

"What does he do for a living, he's not much of a talker." He asked.

"Well, he owns a car detailing shop with his best friend in California. He's a little shy because the groom is his long lost brother." He gasped. "Yeah they have the same father, but he had an affair with Desmond's mother while Harry's mom and he were still together," I explained everything and he just looked shocked.

"That sounds like a soap opera." I nodded agreeing.

Harry came back a few minutes later and looked upset. "What's wrong?" Leo walked away to get us drinks and left us alone.

"The cunts watching me." I raised an eyebrow looking around. It wasn't hard to spot Denise in the corner with daggers for eyes watching us. "My dad said he'd come over in a minute."

"Are you having anxiety?" He nodded. "Well we won't be here long, after the cake and a few dances we'll leave and have a little more alone time, how does that sound?" I put my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. "Oops left a kiss behind." I wiped his cheek.

"It's okay." He sighed. "I got hit on by an older woman." I raised my eyebrow. "Blue dress by the bar." I looked and there was a woman who clearly had a lot of work done, and was probably in her sixties.

"Oh boy, you are the type of man those women want. Just stay by my side." I smiled.

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After the speeches, Harry and I began dancing to the band's music. Harry requested our song 'beast of burden' and danced with me.

He spun me and was actually having a good time. The music slowed down and Harry's father came over and asked if he could cut in. Harry nodded and went to sit down.

I danced with Desmond and he sighed. "He still hates me. I know he does, and not much that I do will ever repair the damage that I've done."

I shook my head quickly. "No he's just- he was alone for a long time. When he met me, he had no friends or family. It's all new that he has people who care about him. Harry always says that if it weren't for me he wouldn't have anyone, so for you and Des to want to talk to him and get to know him, it's odd." He nodded.

"I love my son, I wish I would have tried harder. I'm fifty years old, I waisted thirty years of my life not being there." I looked down slightly. "Denise and I are separating." I looked up and almost tripped over my own feet.

"What?"

"It has nothing to do with any of this- well in some ways it does." He shrugged. "I've realized that she held me back from seeing Harry and Gemma, my sister, my life. She tried to control me and when she told me what she said to Harry, I ended it."

I looked over at Harry who was dancing with a very old woman who was trying to pinch his cheek. And I'm not talking about his face.

"I'm sorry." He shook his head.

"Don't apologize, Jane, we didn't love each other. We were just afraid to have to deal with lawyers." The song ended and he thanked me, walking over to Harry to take the old woman off his hands.

Harry chuckled walking over to me. "That lady was touchy." He joked. I smiled looking up at him. I pulled him with me to the other side of the party away from people.

There was a small dark area where you could view the city. I rubbed my arms and Harry quickly took his jacket off and put it on me.

We leaned against the edge and I told him everything. He sighed quietly and then began laughing. "Harry, come on it's not nice to laugh."

"I'm sorry but, honestly it's their relationship. I like their son, I don't care about those two. I want to get to know him, and I intend to." He looked at me. "I'm sick of her staring at me, we came, we danced, we ate. Can we please go?" I nodded.

We walked over towards the wedding table and Des smiled big. "Hey man, are you guys heading out?" He sounded sort of disappointed.

"Yeah well, we have an early flight tomorrow." Harry lied. "We had an amazing time."

"I'm glad." He stood up hugging me and looked at Harry. Harry gulped and awkwardly hugged him too. "We'll keep in touch, we're going to San Francisco in a few weeks for Mel's work thing and maybe we can meet somewhere and hang out."

"I'd like that," Harry said sincerely.

We waved stopping off to get a piece of cake before walking towards the elevators. Behind me, I could hear the clicking of heels as we waited for the elevators to open. "Excuse me!" We turned and Denise came charging over.

Harry was about to say something, but I stopped him. I am so sick of this bitch. "What the fuck do you want?" I sassed her. She stopped in front of us and put her hands on her hips.

"You two have a lot of nerve coming here. Stay away from my son." She tried to get in Harry's face, but I quickly stepped in.

"Listen here bitch, get near my man and I'll cut you, I'm from Cali hoe don't test me. Don't be mad because you couldn't keep a man and your son thinks you're a crazy manipulating bitch." She gasped and looked at me shocked. The elevator doors opened and we walked inside.

She stood there and said something that made me snap. "Your mother should have aborted you when she had the chance."

Without even thinking about it I threw my piece of cake at her hitting her in the face. She gasped screaming, but the doors closed before she could do anything.

Harry began laughing so hard that he fell over. He literally was dying of laughter. "You- oh my god!" He began crying from laughing so hard.

"I really wanted that cake." I pouted. He handed me his and laughed all the way down to the lobby.

We took a cab and asked him to take us to the best hotdog place he knew. Luckily there was one a few blocks away. Harry and I sat on the sidewalk and ate a hotdog. "I love how you said you're from 'Cali', like if you were some thug." I shrugged.

"She was scared." He chuckled biting his food. I watched as cars passed by and people walked around. "I feel really good right now like I could fight someone."

"Easy tiger, you're literally five feet tall." I pushed him. "Thank you for protecting me through, you were a bad bitch."

"It's my hoop earrings." He laughed.

"We leave tomorrow night, we should have a night of fun in our new hotel room." I looked at the time and it was eleven. "Let's go to the hotel and fuck."

"Okay." His eyes widened.

"Really?" I nodded. "Promise?" He said skeptically.

"I promise baby, you act like I don't like getting fucked as much as you like fucking me. Silly man." He chuckled standing up and helping me with my cake.

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We ended up in the bathtub of our new hotel room. Harry leaned back against the jets of the tub while I swam around in circles. "Booty." He would say every time my butt popped out of the water.

"It's nice yeah?" He nodded chewing his gum like a smug cocky man. "Baby, why are you so attractive?" He chuckled.

"I'm not-"

"Don't be humble, you are a very sexy man." He looked at me and shrugged. "Oh gosh, he does need glasses, he can't see the beauty of his face." He chuckled.

"Okay dramatic, I know I'm good looking. But I'm not supposed to be like 'oh yeah I know I'm hot.' It makes me sound like an asshole." He sat up pulling me onto his lap. "What do you say when I call you beautiful?"

"Thank you." He nodded. I turned in his lap and put my arms around him. "Where do you see us in the future?" I suddenly asked.

He sighed leaning back. "Um, how much time?" I shrugged.

"Five years?"

He smiled. "Well, I'm still going to be married to a beautiful woman." I blushed. "I want to buy us a home, a big house with rooms for all my babies. I want us to keep working and become even more successful. I want to take my kids to the park and play sports or sit with them and color. Anything so we keep a bond you know?" I nodded. "I want lazy Sunday mornings with you and, I know it's going to get tough, but I want us to make love at least five times a week."

"Five times with three kids? You are ambitious my guy." He nodded.

"Yeah, and date nights. I want us to be like this, even in ten years when we have another kid and-"

"Woah, I'm sorry are you planning on getting me pregnant?" He nodded. "We'll see what happens." He shrugged.

"I want family photos every year, us and the kids all dressed up." I pouted.

"That's so sweet." He blushed slightly. "You want to be one big happy family?" He nodded.

"I want all my kids to know I love them, and I want to be with you forever." I smiled at him and kissed him. I began giggling into our kiss. "What?" He pulled away.

"I just love how you said that cute speech with a giant hard-on." He laughed.

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I sat on the edge of the bed reading a magazine in my robe when there was a sudden knock at the door. I walked over and went to open it. Harry stood there back in a nice shirt and pants holding a bucket of ice with a bottle of champagne in it. "Oh hello can I help you?"

He smiled. "You ordered a bottle of our champagne, miss?" I nodded.

"Oh, yes please come in." He walked through and I closed the door behind him.

He stood there with a smile on his face. "Are you here all alone, in this big hotel room?" He bit his lip. I nodded.

"Ah yes, my very rich husband is out for the night, so I ordered a bottle of expensive Champaign with his credit card." I walked around Harry and pulled my robe off revealing my very sexy lingerie set. "You know something, you look like a very strong man." He gulped as I began rubbing his shoulders. "You probably work so hard."

"Yeah, I do." He agreed. "And then I go home all alone." I gasped walking over to face him.

"So how do you get all the stress out from such a long day?" I ran my hand to his crotch. "Oh, poor boy, you're hard and have to go back to work like that?" Harry sighed suddenly shaking his head. I dropped my hand. "Harry we are not doing another scene."

He broke character. "I'm just not feeling this one." I groaned falling back on the bed. "One more, please this one will be hot I promise." I stood up watching as he opened my bag.

Harry decided sometime in the tub that we should try role-playing. The first scenario was me pretending to be a maid, but I didn't have anything that looked like a maid's uniform.

Then he wanted me to be a sexy nurse, he didn't like that. Now we were on to him being a bellhop.

"Okay put this skirt on and just that bra, I'm your professor and you're failing my class, what do you do next?" He asked.

"Get a tutor," I replied.

"Princess, please cooperate with me, you asked me what I wanted to do, I said find a good roleplay, so play your part." I nodded.

"Okay, sit at the desk," I told him. "What's my motivation again?"

"You're trying to suck my dick for an A, baby." I saluted him.

I went into the bathroom and put the skirt on. I was so ready to have sex already. I walked out and Harry sat at the desk on his phone.

"Mr. Styles, I had a question to ask you?" I walked over purposely moving my hips a little more than usual. He turned his phone off and put it aside. I sat on his desk and crossed my legs. I made the skirt a little too short to show off my legs.

"What is it?" He said sternly. His deep voice he uses to show authority went straight to my core.

"Well sir, I was wondering if I could get my grade rounded up?" He raised an eyebrow.

"You have very bad test scores, Miss Irving, I don't think I can." I bit my lip as he called me by my maiden name. I uncrossed my legs and got off the desk to straddle him. "Miss Irving I think this is very inappropriate."

"Well, what can I do to get my grade up?" I began grinding on him. He licked his lips.

"I think we both know what you need to do." I bit my lip and shrugged. "Get on your knees." I smiled and shook my head.

"What if I make you give me that A. What if I tie you to the bed and tease you until you give me what I want." Harry gulped as I stood up and pointed to the bed. He walked over and stood by.

I ripped his shirt off, the buttons flying everywhere. Honestly, that was something I always wanted to do, but it's rare Harry wears button ups during sexy time. I squatted down unbuttoning his pants and helped him take them off. I pushed him back on the bed and picked up the tie he was going to wear earlier, but decided against it. He watched me carefully as I tied his hands to the bedpost.

"What were you a girl scout?" He tugged on the tie that wouldn't budge.

"Did I say you can talk?" I raised an eyebrow.

"No." He said slowly. "I'm sorry." He looked like he wanted to smile.

I crawled over to push everything off of the bed. Soft sexy r&b played so it filled the silence while I thought of what to do next. I think I had only tied Harry up once as a joke when we were dating.

I leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his lips. He kissed back, but I moved to his chin and neck. I left a trail of kisses down his chest, looking up at him as I licked his nipple. His breathing became louder, and his boxers got tighter. I kissed down his stomach and just pulled his boxers off.

His cock sprung free and I gasped. "Oh, baby we're just starting." He whimpered.

"May I speak." I nodded. "I'm really fucking hard, so if we can move this along-"

"Excuse me?" I raised an eyebrow. "I don't care if you're hard, I'm in charge. Which means you lay there and I have my way." He sighed. I was so used to Harry taking charge so I played with my hands. "Is it okay?"

He chuckled. "Yeah baby, you're the boss. I'll do whatever you say." I smiled leaning in to kiss him.

"Just for that, you get a treat." I pulled my panties off and sat on his lap to play with myself. I used my fingers to rub my clit and Harry watched carefully.

I don't know what his obsession with watching me touch myself was, but he loved it when I did it in front of him.

"Finger yourself for me, please?" He whispered.

I pushed in two fingers and moaned as I fucked myself with them. "Mmm, it feels good." Harry watched nodding quickly. I moved faster laying back so I could use both hands. My hips moved against my own hands as I got myself off. I let out a soft whine as I came on my fingers. Harry's cock was now oozing out precum. He was practically panting when I sat back up. He opened his mouth and I stuck my finger in it. His tongue swirling around my index finger, savoring my taste. "You are being so good, how about I-" I got on all fours and ran my tongue up the shaft from base to tip. He twitched and his hips bucked forward. "Oh, you like that?"

"Yes, please." He moaned. I did it again and this time I took the tip in my mouth. Using just my mouth I began sucking on him. I could taste the slightly salty precum on my tongue. I lowered down halfway before coming back up to work on the tip again. Harry began pulling on the tie and cursing to himself.

I pulled back and let him slip out of my mouth. "Do you want to see how far I can take you?" He nodded quickly. "can't hear you."

"Yes fuck yes, deep throat me baby!" I giggled picking him up with my hand. Slowly I bobbed my head until inch by inch I took him in my mouth. I looked up at him and the second our eyes met he let out a growl and spurted his cum down my throat. I sucked up as much as I could, coughing a little as I sat up.

"You were supposed to wait-"

"I couldn't, Jesus fuck, do you realize how hot that was." I let go of his hands from the tie and he groaned putting them down. "Fuck, get on all fours." He sat up but I didn't move. "Now Janine." I giggled turning around waiting for him. He pushed into my pussy and we both moaned in unison.

"Oh fuck." I dropped my hands to have only my ass stick up. He began fucking me full speed, my eyes closing in pure bliss. "Baby!" I cried out as he began hitting my sweet spot. "Don't stop!"

"Never baby." He reached down to rub my clit. My toes curled and I quickly came for the second time. After he came inside of me he collapsed beside me and kissed me all over my neck and face. "I love you, baby." I took a deep breath pushing his sweaty hair back.

"I love you more."

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Something about the after-sex glow of just laying there slightly sweaty and tired was amazing with Harry. He had one arm behind my head, playing with my hand as we relaxed for a while. "Do you think we can take a family photo this year?" He asked.

"Yeah, we can take it at the beach." He chuckled pulling me in to hug me. "I want to make a tradition, with our family. Like you said, in the tub." He nodded.

"We're going to buy a house, and have Sunday breakfast and everything Jane. I want this with you. Now that I have you, my kids, my mum, my dad, and my brother-" He suddenly stopped and his lip trembled.

He turned his head the other way. He was thinking about Gemma.

"Oh, it's okay, hey." He shook his head.

"I just wish you would have met her, Jane, my sister was-" a tear fell down his cheek. "I don't even know anymore, I'm going to get older and not even remember her. She was my best friend, and I just wish she was here. She would be writing her thirtieth book or traveling the world. Seeing my kids." He sighed. "I wish I could have told her shit gets better, that everything takes time."

"Your life took a complete one-eighty." He nodded.

"If I could back in time that's what I would do, I'd tell that sad lonely kid sitting in his jail cell cutting his arms and crying that one day he's going to get better. He's going to learn to forgive and accept himself. He's going to learn that you can get help." He took a deep breath and smiled. "I would tell myself that I am going to find a woman, that makes my life beautiful. That through all this dark bullshit is this..." He paused.

"Light?" I asked.

"Nah that's cheesy." I giggled. "Well yeah, I guess, yeah you're my light. If you want to end my little speech with something so obvious." He shrugged.

"Well, who says this is the end?" I raised an eyebrow. "Continue please, I'm looking forward to what you have to say next?" He chuckled.

"Okay, I have a question for you, on a scale of one more to a soccer team, how many more kids are we having?" I chuckled. "Because I want one more."

I sighed looking at him. "We can have one more, but in like five years, Harry." He shrugged. "Why do you want so many kids?"

"Because kids are cool, they love you for who you are." He chuckled.

"I love you for who you are." I kissed his cheek. "My boo bear." He giggled.

"I love that nickname, makes me all warm inside." I laughed. "I can't wait to go home and see my babies."

"Our babies are getting so big. Maybe I do want more." He shut the music off and turned the light off.

"Let's go to sleep, the faster we sleep the faster we wake up and go home." I nodded snuggling into his side.

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Coming home to our babies and spending time with them is my favorite feeling. Harry and I snuggled with the kids before bedtime and they all seemed to miss us. "Da da da!" The twins yelled. "Mama!"

"Mommy, Violet hit me with a toy and grandpa told her no and then she hit grandpa." I gasped looking at Violet. "She's not very nice."

"I'm sure it's just a baby thing, did you have fun with grandma and grandpa?" She nodded.

I looked at Violet who sat on Harry's bare stomach and poked his tattoos. "Tattoo," Harry told her. Harrison sat cuddling beside him. She poked Harry's nipple and grabbed it. "Ahh! Jesus!" He pulled her hand away.

"I think she's hungry." I stood up and grabbed her. "Come on, pumpkin, you don't grab daddy's nipples he has no milk." She giggled. "You are going to be a crazy little girl."

When all the kids were in bed I sat down at the kitchen table and got ready for work the next day. Harry walked in to get a drink of water and sat beside me with his laptop. I looked at him as he looked through his bag and pouted. "Do you have a pencil?" Without thinking about it I handed him mine. He smiled. "Thanks."

I couldn't help but smile. "That's the first thing you ever said to me." He looked up.

"Huh, you know what's funny, I didn't need a pencil then. I just wanted to talk to you." He shrugged. I looked at him and giggled.

Our life had changed from the first time I met him, in the best way possible.

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Thanks for reading. Xx

-k