You Make it Real {A Harry Styles Fan Fiction}
Chapter 12
PIPER'S P.O.V.
"RILEY!!! GET OUT OF THE BATHROOM, PLEASE!"
The door swung open too fast, almost smacking my head, which was leaning against that very door moments before as I pounded on it in frustration.
"Chill, Piper! I'm out, I'm out. I just want to look good! We won't be in the crowd tonight."
She was right, we would be backstage. I still didn't want to be late. I was overly excited about seeing Harry again but I was equally nervous. For some reason, having the time to think about having sex with him, made having sex with him a stressful subject. It was so natural and fluid the first few times that I didn't want it to be any different. However, I knew that since we were going into this with every intention of seeing each other again, there would be an unavoidable difference.
"Sorry, you know how I get. I just want this night to be perfect. Who knows how long it'll be before we see them again."
Riley looked at me with a knowing smile. I knew she understood, I was just on edge. I had changed about twenty times before settling on an edgy black and purple dress that ended above my mid-thighs. It was casual, but also sexy.
"Well, you look stunning, Pipe, are you ready to go?"
"Yes! Wait, which shoes?"
I set out a pair of black studded combat boots and a pair of black wedges that tied down the front, exposing parts of my toes.
"Boots are more you and I think they'll look great with the dress. Don't want to shock him too much with stripper heels."
She winked and slipped on her bright blue Van's, which looked great with her black skinnies and white top, which had a heart cut out in the back.
"Thanks," I scoffed sarcastically, "let's go! I'm so excited!"
We slipped out of our dorm, locking the door behind us before running into some rude girls from our English class.
"Hey, Piper. Riley. Where are you two headed?"
The blonde one, Becca, looked us up and down with amusement on her face.
"A concert," I shot back, stepping forward to walk past her. She stopped me by speaking again.
"One Direction, by any chance?" She laughed in my face and I closed my eyes and tried to breathe. I turned to Riley, who was shaking her head furiously. Oh god, Ri don't say anything. They aren't worth it. Too late.
"Yeah, actually. It is. And you know who we were invited by? One Direction. So, how about you shove your stupid head up your ass, because I don't see you with a boyfriend, let alone one as hot as any of those guys."
Shit.
"HA. Like I'm supposed to believe that. If they wanted to have a beard girlfriend to take away the attention from them sucking each other's dicks, they would be wise enough to at least choose girls who were hot."
Renee, her accomplice, just stood by her side and laughed every time she said something. She was the one with her head up Becca's ass.
"Whatever, Becca. Riley, come on, we're going to be late. Apparently, these bitches have nothing better to do on a Friday evening but to make fun of other adults for their music choice."
"NO, Piper. I'm not done," her tone actually scared me a little, "I'm not gonna take this shit from you guys. Fucking grow up already! You act like we're in high school, but I hate to break it to you, honey, we're not! I'm sorry that those were the best years of your life but they're over! Move on!"
My phone started ringing amidst the chaos and I looked down to see who was calling. Harry.
"Hello... Hello?" I couldn't hear over Riley's continual yelling. "One second, Harry."
I grabbed Riley's wrist but it was too late. She had already slapped Becca straight across the face. I kept her wrist in my my grasp and pulled her away as quickly as I could, ignoring the high pitched gasps and wails coming from behind me. Once we were outside, I motioned for Riley to get in the car as I followed, lifting my phone back to my ear.
"Harry? Sorry, I can hear you now."
"What happened? I just heard yelling."
"Umm... Riley got into a cat fight but we're on our way."
"A fight? Is everything okay?"
"Oh yeah. She just lost her temper. We will be there in fifteen minutes."
"Okay. I can't wait to see you. When you get here, drive to the back lot and give security the code '46985'. I'll text it to you so you don't forget. See you soon."
"Real soon."
I smiled and hung up, turning the car on and peeling out before acknowledging Riley.
"Really, Ri? Fighting with Becca?"
She didn't wear a remorseful face. In fact, I think she was ginning.
"She deserved it. She's a little fucking bitch."
"Yeah, I know! But.... Okay, fine. It was awesome and I'm proud of you."
We laughed with adrenaline pumping through our veins, from what just happened as well as what we were headed to.
"Hey, I'm still glad you were there to pull me away before I got myself arrested."
"What are friends for?"
I sped forward and we listened to the radio until we got closer to the stadium. I saw two signs, one saying 'General Parking' and one saying 'Back Lot: Authorized Personnel Only'. I drove toward the latter. I pulled out my phone and sure enough, I had a text from Harry with the code.
*FROM: Harry
46985 x*
When, we pulled up, a security guard with a flash light walked up suspiciously. Surely, we looked like crazed fans trying to sneak in.
"Are you guys here with the band? What's the code?"
"4 6 9 8 5."
His disposition changed completely.
"Welcome, ladies. You can park over there and follow the signs that point backstage."
We thanked him and pulled forward, parking a few feet away from the building. We walked to the door with a sign that said 'Backstage' with a paragraph of warnings for violators posted on it. I pushed it open and saw a cold, white hallway. After passing about four doors, we heard laughter from one on the left marked 'Dressing Room'. I knocked lightly and the room fell silent. A moment later, Liam opened the door, smiling brightly when he realized it was us. He hugged me and moved out of the way so I could enter and then waited for Riley to come behind me before shutting the door back. I put my purse down and before I could look back up, I felt long warm arms wrap around me from behind.
"Miss me?"
His warm breath tickled the back of my neck. I turned around, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling myself closer to him.
"It's only been a few days."
He looked disappointed by my response.
"And of course I did."
He leaned down, crashing his lips into mine in front of everyone. Zayn, Louis, and Niall were seated in a circle on cushioned chairs. Two hair stylists standing by a mirror, having their own conversation, stopped to watch us. Harry kissed me deeper, pushing his tongue through my parted lips, forcing me to lean back a bit. This earned hollers from the other guys as well as Liam and Riley and the two stylists. When he broke the kiss, I stayed in one spot for a few seconds, eyes still closed, mesmerized.
"Lots more where that came from later tonight."
I was grateful that he whispered that since everyone's eyes were still on us. Trying to break the silence, I spoke to Liam.
"So, did you hear about Riley's shenanigans and the reason why we're late?"
"I didn't, no. What happened?" He had turned to face Riley, who looked unconcerned with the subject.
"Well, we were on our way out and I guess we looked too hot so these two bitches from our class stopped us and asked where we were going. They started making fun when we said we were going to see One Direction."
"Why didn't you say you were coming to hang out backstage?"
Liam looked at her, confused.
"Oh, she did. But, they didn't believe us and called us ugly and shit so Riley slapped one of them."
Liam started laughing uncontrollably and pulled her into him, hugging her tightly.
"Thatta girl." He pecked her affectionately on the lips. "Ha! You slapped her! That's awesome."
"I would have done more damage too if Ms. Goodie-two-shoes over here hadn't pulled me away."
"Believe me, that is NOT an appropriate nickname for our Piper."
Harry pulled me toward him seductively, raising his eyebrows to get his point across, which was over the top and completely unnecessary. Literally everyone got it. More laughter and whistles came from everyone in the room, making my complexion change to a deep red. I cleared my throat before speaking again.
"Well, now that I am thoroughly embarrassed, what is the plan for tonight?"
"Tonight, let's get some. And live while we're young."
I shot Niall a look and he stopped singing, looking at Zayn with a goofy grin on his face.
"It's up to you. What do you want to do?" Harry gazed into my eyes.
"I don't know. Our dorm is big enough for everyone to hang out. There are three bedrooms and a pull out couch and we only take up two rooms. Do you guys want to check out the club scene?"
Harry glanced at me giving me an 'Oh god, you're giving Niall ideas' look. Sure enough.
"Yes! Just a few places, guys. Please! It would be awesome if we all went. It's been a long time!"
Harry looked at me with a questioning look.
"It's fine with me. There isn't dorm curfew on weekends."
I turned to Riley and she nodded with a smile on her face.
"Then, it's settled! WOOOOO!"
Niall threw his arms in the air and started pumping his fists. This is going to be interesting.
After we spent about an hour in the dressing room, someone came in and told the guys that they had 15 minutes until they were on. Harry leaned over and pecked me on the mouth before they all filed out of the room to get ready. We were told that we could watch from the side of the stage once it started so we could just wait where we were until then. When the dressing room was empty, Riley and I sat in two chairs after pouring some champagne that was sitting on the coffee table.
"Here's to making this night memorable."
We clanked our glasses together and laughed at the irony in my toast. We were sitting backstage at a One Direction concert, drinking champagne and waiting for the band members to take us clubbing. We would never forget that. When we were called over to watch the show begin, I grabbed the entire bottle of champagne and my glass, leading the way out the door.
"HELLO ORLANDOOOOO! HOW ARE YOU GUYS DOING TONIGHT?" Harry's booming voice sent chills down my spine.
And to think; a week ago, I would have expected to be one of the screaming girls in the audience. Now, I just can't wait to hear him screaming in my bed.
"RILEY!!! GET OUT OF THE BATHROOM, PLEASE!"
The door swung open too fast, almost smacking my head, which was leaning against that very door moments before as I pounded on it in frustration.
"Chill, Piper! I'm out, I'm out. I just want to look good! We won't be in the crowd tonight."
She was right, we would be backstage. I still didn't want to be late. I was overly excited about seeing Harry again but I was equally nervous. For some reason, having the time to think about having sex with him, made having sex with him a stressful subject. It was so natural and fluid the first few times that I didn't want it to be any different. However, I knew that since we were going into this with every intention of seeing each other again, there would be an unavoidable difference.
"Sorry, you know how I get. I just want this night to be perfect. Who knows how long it'll be before we see them again."
Riley looked at me with a knowing smile. I knew she understood, I was just on edge. I had changed about twenty times before settling on an edgy black and purple dress that ended above my mid-thighs. It was casual, but also sexy.
"Well, you look stunning, Pipe, are you ready to go?"
"Yes! Wait, which shoes?"
I set out a pair of black studded combat boots and a pair of black wedges that tied down the front, exposing parts of my toes.
"Boots are more you and I think they'll look great with the dress. Don't want to shock him too much with stripper heels."
She winked and slipped on her bright blue Van's, which looked great with her black skinnies and white top, which had a heart cut out in the back.
"Thanks," I scoffed sarcastically, "let's go! I'm so excited!"
We slipped out of our dorm, locking the door behind us before running into some rude girls from our English class.
"Hey, Piper. Riley. Where are you two headed?"
The blonde one, Becca, looked us up and down with amusement on her face.
"A concert," I shot back, stepping forward to walk past her. She stopped me by speaking again.
"One Direction, by any chance?" She laughed in my face and I closed my eyes and tried to breathe. I turned to Riley, who was shaking her head furiously. Oh god, Ri don't say anything. They aren't worth it. Too late.
"Yeah, actually. It is. And you know who we were invited by? One Direction. So, how about you shove your stupid head up your ass, because I don't see you with a boyfriend, let alone one as hot as any of those guys."
Shit.
"HA. Like I'm supposed to believe that. If they wanted to have a beard girlfriend to take away the attention from them sucking each other's dicks, they would be wise enough to at least choose girls who were hot."
Renee, her accomplice, just stood by her side and laughed every time she said something. She was the one with her head up Becca's ass.
"Whatever, Becca. Riley, come on, we're going to be late. Apparently, these bitches have nothing better to do on a Friday evening but to make fun of other adults for their music choice."
"NO, Piper. I'm not done," her tone actually scared me a little, "I'm not gonna take this shit from you guys. Fucking grow up already! You act like we're in high school, but I hate to break it to you, honey, we're not! I'm sorry that those were the best years of your life but they're over! Move on!"
My phone started ringing amidst the chaos and I looked down to see who was calling. Harry.
"Hello... Hello?" I couldn't hear over Riley's continual yelling. "One second, Harry."
I grabbed Riley's wrist but it was too late. She had already slapped Becca straight across the face. I kept her wrist in my my grasp and pulled her away as quickly as I could, ignoring the high pitched gasps and wails coming from behind me. Once we were outside, I motioned for Riley to get in the car as I followed, lifting my phone back to my ear.
"Harry? Sorry, I can hear you now."
"What happened? I just heard yelling."
"Umm... Riley got into a cat fight but we're on our way."
"A fight? Is everything okay?"
"Oh yeah. She just lost her temper. We will be there in fifteen minutes."
"Okay. I can't wait to see you. When you get here, drive to the back lot and give security the code '46985'. I'll text it to you so you don't forget. See you soon."
"Real soon."
I smiled and hung up, turning the car on and peeling out before acknowledging Riley.
"Really, Ri? Fighting with Becca?"
She didn't wear a remorseful face. In fact, I think she was ginning.
"She deserved it. She's a little fucking bitch."
"Yeah, I know! But.... Okay, fine. It was awesome and I'm proud of you."
We laughed with adrenaline pumping through our veins, from what just happened as well as what we were headed to.
"Hey, I'm still glad you were there to pull me away before I got myself arrested."
"What are friends for?"
I sped forward and we listened to the radio until we got closer to the stadium. I saw two signs, one saying 'General Parking' and one saying 'Back Lot: Authorized Personnel Only'. I drove toward the latter. I pulled out my phone and sure enough, I had a text from Harry with the code.
*FROM: Harry
46985 x*
When, we pulled up, a security guard with a flash light walked up suspiciously. Surely, we looked like crazed fans trying to sneak in.
"Are you guys here with the band? What's the code?"
"4 6 9 8 5."
His disposition changed completely.
"Welcome, ladies. You can park over there and follow the signs that point backstage."
We thanked him and pulled forward, parking a few feet away from the building. We walked to the door with a sign that said 'Backstage' with a paragraph of warnings for violators posted on it. I pushed it open and saw a cold, white hallway. After passing about four doors, we heard laughter from one on the left marked 'Dressing Room'. I knocked lightly and the room fell silent. A moment later, Liam opened the door, smiling brightly when he realized it was us. He hugged me and moved out of the way so I could enter and then waited for Riley to come behind me before shutting the door back. I put my purse down and before I could look back up, I felt long warm arms wrap around me from behind.
"Miss me?"
His warm breath tickled the back of my neck. I turned around, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling myself closer to him.
"It's only been a few days."
He looked disappointed by my response.
"And of course I did."
He leaned down, crashing his lips into mine in front of everyone. Zayn, Louis, and Niall were seated in a circle on cushioned chairs. Two hair stylists standing by a mirror, having their own conversation, stopped to watch us. Harry kissed me deeper, pushing his tongue through my parted lips, forcing me to lean back a bit. This earned hollers from the other guys as well as Liam and Riley and the two stylists. When he broke the kiss, I stayed in one spot for a few seconds, eyes still closed, mesmerized.
"Lots more where that came from later tonight."
I was grateful that he whispered that since everyone's eyes were still on us. Trying to break the silence, I spoke to Liam.
"So, did you hear about Riley's shenanigans and the reason why we're late?"
"I didn't, no. What happened?" He had turned to face Riley, who looked unconcerned with the subject.
"Well, we were on our way out and I guess we looked too hot so these two bitches from our class stopped us and asked where we were going. They started making fun when we said we were going to see One Direction."
"Why didn't you say you were coming to hang out backstage?"
Liam looked at her, confused.
"Oh, she did. But, they didn't believe us and called us ugly and shit so Riley slapped one of them."
Liam started laughing uncontrollably and pulled her into him, hugging her tightly.
"Thatta girl." He pecked her affectionately on the lips. "Ha! You slapped her! That's awesome."
"I would have done more damage too if Ms. Goodie-two-shoes over here hadn't pulled me away."
"Believe me, that is NOT an appropriate nickname for our Piper."
Harry pulled me toward him seductively, raising his eyebrows to get his point across, which was over the top and completely unnecessary. Literally everyone got it. More laughter and whistles came from everyone in the room, making my complexion change to a deep red. I cleared my throat before speaking again.
"Well, now that I am thoroughly embarrassed, what is the plan for tonight?"
"Tonight, let's get some. And live while we're young."
I shot Niall a look and he stopped singing, looking at Zayn with a goofy grin on his face.
"It's up to you. What do you want to do?" Harry gazed into my eyes.
"I don't know. Our dorm is big enough for everyone to hang out. There are three bedrooms and a pull out couch and we only take up two rooms. Do you guys want to check out the club scene?"
Harry glanced at me giving me an 'Oh god, you're giving Niall ideas' look. Sure enough.
"Yes! Just a few places, guys. Please! It would be awesome if we all went. It's been a long time!"
Harry looked at me with a questioning look.
"It's fine with me. There isn't dorm curfew on weekends."
I turned to Riley and she nodded with a smile on her face.
"Then, it's settled! WOOOOO!"
Niall threw his arms in the air and started pumping his fists. This is going to be interesting.
After we spent about an hour in the dressing room, someone came in and told the guys that they had 15 minutes until they were on. Harry leaned over and pecked me on the mouth before they all filed out of the room to get ready. We were told that we could watch from the side of the stage once it started so we could just wait where we were until then. When the dressing room was empty, Riley and I sat in two chairs after pouring some champagne that was sitting on the coffee table.
"Here's to making this night memorable."
We clanked our glasses together and laughed at the irony in my toast. We were sitting backstage at a One Direction concert, drinking champagne and waiting for the band members to take us clubbing. We would never forget that. When we were called over to watch the show begin, I grabbed the entire bottle of champagne and my glass, leading the way out the door.
"HELLO ORLANDOOOOO! HOW ARE YOU GUYS DOING TONIGHT?" Harry's booming voice sent chills down my spine.
And to think; a week ago, I would have expected to be one of the screaming girls in the audience. Now, I just can't wait to hear him screaming in my bed.
Notes
@jasyjas18
awwww thank you so much! where is this awards nomination? lol I didn't know about it, but thank you so much!!!! :) I'm gonna start the sequel now ;) should be up today or tomorrow!
8/4/14