PIPER'S P.O.V.

I woke up slowly, feeling more well-rested than I had in over a year. I didn't even remember going to sleep. I felt Harry's arm flinch a little around me, proving that he was stirring as well.

How long have we been asleep?

I reached over to my bedside table and grabbed my phone. 9:12 am. Earlier than I thought.
I put my phone back and rolled over to face Harry, his arm still draped over my waist.

"Good morning, Harry."

I whispered playfully in his ear, forcing a grin onto his sleepy face, eyes still shut.

"And how good of a morning is it, love?"

"Well, not the best," I paused thinking about what that day would hold, "you're leaving me today for a very long time and I'm not too happy about it."

"That makes two of us."

He reached his hand up and pulled my face to him, kissing my forehead.

"I'm going to go make us some coffee. Stay right where you are, mister. Do you hear me?"

He gladly fell back into the pillows.

"Yes ma'am."

I pulled on some of my pajama pants since he didn't seem to happy about Niall seeing me somewhat exposed the night before. I buttoned his shirt up almost all the way and walked out of my room. Surprisingly, Liam and Riley were already in the living room, drinking coffee and cuddling on the couch.

"Morning guys, how was your night?"

I tried not to sound like I was teasing them too much, knowing how nervous Riley had been when we talked. But, they didn't seem to mind when I winked, uncontrollably. They just kept smiling, which also seemed uncontrollable.

"It was... fantastic."

They giggled to each other, pretending that I was gone again. Can't wait to hear about that one!
I walked over to the coffee maker and realized that they had made a full pot. I decided to check the fridge to see if there was anything edible. I pulled out a carton of eggs, some bread, and miniature sausages. I grabbed two pans and turned the stove on. I put all of the eggs into a bowl and whisked them until they were blended, pouring the scrambled eggs into one pan and putting all of the mini sausages on the other. When the eggs were almost done, I found some shredded cheeses and scattered them on top, letting it all melt in before turning off the stove. As the sausages finished, I put two pieces of bread in the toaster and found some butter and jam.

Almost right after I tuned the burner off that the sausages were on, the bread sprung out of the toaster, perfectly browned. I got two plates out and divvied some eggs and sausages for me and Harry. I put a piece of toast on each plate and cut them in half, buttering them and putting raspberry jam on top. I found two glasses and filled them halfway with orange juice. I poured our coffee, leaving his black like he liked it and pouring cream into mine. I reached between the fridge and counter to find one of our trays that we used to eat on while watching TV. I set all of our things on the tray, including forks and napkins, and carefully picked it up, walking back to my room.

"Oh, come on, don't spoil him like that, Piper. You'll never get rid of him!"

"That's the plan."

I just stuck my tongue out at Liam and he laughed in response. I was glad that I hadn't closed the door all the way because I was able to lean against it backwards, pushing it open without dropping anything. Harry hadn't fallen back asleep but he was still laying there with his eyes closed and the comforter wrapped around him. When I walked toward the bed, I put the tray on the bedside table nearest him and jumped on top of him, gaining laughter from us both. He pulled me over to straddle him, pulling my body close to his.

"Did you really make me breakfast?"

"Did you really donate a crap load of money in my behalf?"

"I did pretty good, didn't I?"

I nodded and tried to hold back the tears welling in my eyes. He noticed.

"Hey, don't cry. You know, it's gonna go by really fast. You won't even miss me."

"Oh, I definitely will. God, I feel so stupid. We only just met, and here I am... crying! Do you see what you do to me, Styles?"

His eyebrows furrowed. He actually seemed concerned.

"I'm going to miss you, too. I'm trying to convince myself just as much as I am you."

He pulled my face up, which was laying on his shoulder, and kissed the tip of my nose. Everything felt much more intimate ever since we had spent a little time apart. I sniffled and finally rose my eyes to look into his. He looked so serious. So full of emotion. I met my lips with his, interlocking them, pulling his bottom lip into my mouth. He held around my waist tighter and kissed me back, softly and passionately. Tears still fell from my face and he wiped them away delicately.

Our kiss got deeper and deeper and I began to slowly roll my hips into his, feeling him harden underneath me. His hands explored my back underneath his shirt. I sat up, making it easy for him to pull it over my head and arms. As soon as it was off, I placed my hands on his cheeks and kissed him again, even more intensly, still grinding into him. He broke away and took a sharp breath. I sat up allowing him to look at me and feel me, uninterrupted. His hands glided from my back to my stomach and up to my chest. He lightly cupped them but instantly returned his hands to my back, sliding them down to the elastic band on my pants. He grabbed both the pants and his boxers at once and shimmied them down my hips. I sat up on my knees, which were on either side of his hips, allowing him to pull them down further. I kicked them off completely once they were down to my knees and pulled the covers over us.

He immediately flipped me around, holding onto me tightly so that I felt secure. Once he was hovering over me, arms at either side of my head, I reached down and pulled his boxers down, which he kicked off as well. He pressed his body back into mine and kissed me again, moving between my lips and my neck lovingly, nipping ever so lightly at parts of my skin. When he reached the sweet spot behind my ear, I let out a large breath and he started to grind into me once again but the feeling made me go crazy with so much skin on skin contact.

"Harry, I want you," I whispered tenderly into his ear.

In response, he lifted his head right above mine and looked into my eyes again and I could have sworn that they were glassed over. He began to reach over the bed to retrieve a condom but I stopped him.

"It's okay. I'm on birth control."

"Good, I want to feel you around me completely."

He crashed his lips back into mine and carefully guided himself into my entrance, making me moan instantly. I bit my lip and he stayed there for a few more seconds and we just admired each other. When he pulled back out, we returned to kissing, my tongue entering his mouth comfortably, licking his upper lip when I pulled back again. He thrust into me again, even slower this time, getting deeper than before, causing me to close my eyes with lips parted, allowing some air to escape. The third thrust was hardly quicker and that time he let out a soft groan, turning me on even more.

"Oh, Piper. I don't want to go."

The look on his face made me want to cry and hug him but I held back the water works and simply pulled his chest closer to me. He continued to thrust, leaving me almost speechless.

"I wish you could stay, Harry."

I breathed deeply between words.

"I don't know what I'll do without you."

I kissed his shoulder, moving up toward his neck and found his ear. I nibbled on it for a minute, feeling him quicken the pace ever so slightly making me whimper into his ear. I returned my lips to his, running my hands through his hair, playing with individual strands and small groups, twirling them in my fingers. At one point he hit a deep spot that caused me so much pleasure that my toes curled and I couldn't help but to grip his hair, pulling on it lightly. His face was buried in my neck and he met his lips with my skin, sucking on it softly, leaving a trail of small red marks. Still slowly thrusting into me, my hips meeting his as they lifted off of the sheets. Each pump seemed to send me over the edge as he reached my G-spot every time. I dropped my hands to the bed, my palms facing the sheets, and I gripped them tightly as I started to reach my high. I lifted my head slightly to reach his face with mine, our lips colliding messily as we both were getting close. I could no longer control my wails and I knew there wasn't much longer.

"Harry, I'm getting so close."

"Me too, I'm going to go a little faster."

He sped up a little bit, which was still slower than any other time that we'd had sex. It felt so important. Meaningful. He began to grunt a little and I knew he was there.

"Come for me, love," he groaned loudly.

That moment, what I felt was the best I had felt in my entire life. I came around him multiple times, unable to control the ripples of passion. My body reacted, shaking all over, I was gripping the sheets in one hand and Harry's bicep in the other. I felt him release into me and my body became warm. It seemed to take forever to finish and he just stayed inside me, kissing my face many times as he caught his breath. After I was able to breath normally again, he pulled out and laid next to me, pulling me to lay on his chest. He kissed the top of my head and I looked up to see him smiling once again. I pulled myself up to his level and placed a soft kiss on his lips. We laid there for another five minutes in complete, cozy silence.

"This is going to be one hell of a tour."

"At least you have a good distraction. School just isn't going to cut it this semester."

We chuckled but I knew we were both serious.

"I should probably go heat up our coffee and plates."

I started to get up and he pushed me back onto the bed, climbing over me and placing a kiss on my forehead before getting off of the bed.

"You stay right where you are, okay missy?"

It was humorous that he was mimicking me in complete nudity.

"Aye, aye Captain."

He laughed and pulled his boxers on over himself, starting toward the door with the tray, leaving behind the orange juice, forks, and napkins. I sat up and pulled the covers over my chest, taking a sip from one of the glasses.

I really don't want him to go.

HARRY'S P.O.V.


I walked out of the room, trying to balance the tray of food in one hand and open the door with the other. Once I walked out, I closed Piper's door behind me. I didn't want anyone to walk in there and see her after we had shared something so special. Riley and Liam were watching TV on the couch, two empty coffee mugs on the table.

"What are you doing?"

Riley was eying our full plates of food.

"Erm... Just reheating our food."

"Must have been pretty great to let your food get cold."

I shot Liam a glare. It was the most passionate sex I have ever had. It wasn't even sex. We made love.

He threw his hands in the air apologetically and turned back to Riley, obviously making a face to her. She grinned and laid her head back on his shoulder. It looked like Piper had made breakfast for everyone. The rest of the guys were still asleep but there was still enough for them. I put one plate in the microwave and waited patiently for the timer to go off. When it did, I replaced it with the other plate, and then the coffee mugs. When everything was fresh again, I carried the tray back to Piper's room and laid it in the middle so we could both reach it. I sat back down and laced one arm around her bare waist.

How was I supposed to go on without her for so long after this?

Notes

Hope you liked it ;) Oh, I've been meaning to ask if anyone has been listening to the songs with it? Opinions, please. <3