PIPER'S P.O.V.
Washing Harry's hair was probably one of the highlights of my life. Before we stepped out of the shower, our bodies never really stopped touching. We locked lips a few times in between washing (which felt amazing), his hands on my body, slowly massaging away the sweat from the exhilarating night before. He stepped out first, handing me a towel before grabbing one for himself, running it roughly through his hair before wrapping it loosely around his hips. I paused, holding the towel, still folded, toward my face in complete awe. He was so... perfect. The water still dripping off of his sculpted abs made me feel wet again, despite our rendezvous in the shower only ten minutes ago. He must have noticed me staring at him because he turned his head toward me, cocking it to the side with a smile on his face.

"Are you good, love?"

I snapped out of my trance and quickly started drying my legs before stepping out of the shower. I wrapped the towel around me, under my arms, before grabbing another one for my hair. I wrapped my hair in the other towel and attempted to walk out of the bathroom. His arm caught me around my waist and pulled me back toward him before his other arm also wrapped around me.

"We're going to the beach, so dress appropriately."

He brought his lips to mine slowly for a brief kiss, after which our lips lingered, wanting more. I walked out of the bathroom, this time with success, so that I could change. I pulled out my coral bikini and denim shorts, which I packed for our day with my aunt and uncle. Uncle Jack... I said we would still come by. I decided to call him later to make dinner plans. I pulled my bikini bottoms on after drying my body completely. Harry entered the room once again as I was tying the back of my top.

"Here, let me help you with that."

He smiled slyly as he walked over to me. He placed his hands under my breasts, following the lining of my top to the connected strings while I held my long hair up. After reaching the strings, he tied it neatly and kissed my neck before walking toward his things. He pulled out a pair of purple and green swim trunks and pulled them on over his hips. They hit his thighs just below the middle of them, which I can't say American guys could get away with. But, I much preferred them shorter like that. Harry pulled on a loose tank top and started messing with his hair. I pulled on my shorts and found a neon pink cropped tank that I slipped on before tying my somewhat dry hair in a loose bun. I didn't feel like putting any makeup on and what difference would it make anyway? They had all seen me without makeup the entire morning. There were no more surprises.

"Well, I'm ready!"

I couldn't hide my excitement from being able to spend more time with them. He grinned at me, packing the rest of his things in his two bags before going to the bathroom to make sure he had everything. A few moments later, he turned the bathroom light off and walked back towards me, waving the second foil packet in his hand before slipping it into the pocket in his shorts. I wondered what that was about. He picked up my small bag and his larger one, one on each arm, while rolling his suitcase into the kitchen. I looked behind to see if he grabbed everything before turning the lights off and following him into the other room. Niall and Zayn were sitting at the table, their luggage sitting by the front door, where Harry placed ours as well. I sat down next to Niall while Harry tried to round everyone else up. He knocked on Louis' door first which swung open revealing Louis trying to pack quickly while talking on his phone. He looked a little on edge. Harry grabbed one of his bags that was already closed and put them with the rest before knocking on Liam's door. We heard quick footsteps from both Liam and Riley and after a couple minutes, Liam opened the door, out of breath.

"Erm... Are your bags ready?"

Harry scratched the back of his neck awkwardly and Liam nodded to him. He returned to the room, leaving the door open and walked back out seconds later, carrying Riley's bag and pulling his suitcase behind him. Riley came out, attempting to pull her messy hair into a ponytail as she sat down between Zayn and I.

"Little more than a movie this time?"

She gave me a worried glare and turned beet red. Riley wasn't one to kiss and tell, besides to me of course. So, I could tell that asking such a question in front of the group made her extremely uncomfortable. I thought of it as evening out the awkward between Harry and I with her and Liam. I gave her a knowing smile and decided to find my phone. I grabbed my purse from the bar and found my cell easily. The battery was low but it was still on. I had two text messages and a missed call from my Uncle Jack.

*Haven't heard from you, hope we will still see you!
-J*

*Kids are really looking forward to seeing you, too.
-J*

I quickly sent an apologetic message back.

*So sorry, going to hit the beach for a bit. Are you guys free for dinner?
-P*

I placed my phone back in my purse and placed my bag next to everyone's luggage. Louis finally came out of his room, still on the phone, pulling his last piece of luggage behind him. Liam called the front desk for a few attendants to bring luggage buggies to carry their things downstairs. When he hung up he called Preston so he would know that they were ready. Harry walked over to me and wrapped one arm around my waist.

"No! I'm telling you, I don't want you around him..... I'm not being ridiculous!.... I don't care.... I know it isn't fair that I'm gone, but... Fine, Bye"

Louis angrily ended his call and kept his head down while he shoved his phone into his pocket. We awkwardly stood there for about a minute when we heard a knocking on the door. The carts were loaded and we followed the bellhops to the elevator and allowed them to go first. When the next elevator came, we all got into it, heading towards the lobby.

"Okay, girls stay close and move quickly, got it."

Riley and I looked at each other, confused as hell. As the doors of the elevator opened, it hit me. I saw a large crowd of girls screaming through the hotel windows. In front of us were the doors, leading straight to the bus. A line of security guards lined an aisle for us to walk on without any delay. Harry grabbed my hand and led me toward the door. I kept my face down and followed his lead. As we got through the doors, girls started trying to push the bodyguards out of the way and they started struggling to keep them all back. Harry pushed me in front of him so I could climb the steps first, followed by him, Riley, Liam, Niall, Zayn, and finally Louis. I moved all the way in quickly, finding a place to sit on the couch.

"Wait, my car is parked in Valet!"

Preston was standing at the front of the bus, making sure everyone got on.

"Give me your ticket and we will have someone meet you with it later."

I pulled my purse up to me and found the ticket in my wallet. I handed it to him and he jumped out of the bus, knocking on the side so that the driver would close the door. After he did so, he put the bus into drive and pulled away from the hotel, braking for girls running after. Riley and I looked at each other, eyes wide with surprise. Is that what we looked like to them only yesterday? Harry was sat next to me and everyone else found a place to sit, Niall deciding to climb into one of the bunk beds. He must have really had a long night. Harry rested his hand on my upper thigh sending chills down my spine. I leaned over and laid my head on his shoulder, forcing a grin onto his face. He lifted his hand to grab mine before placing it back on my thigh. Our fingers were intertwined the entire drive. It took us about 30 minutes to reach wherever we were headed. When the bus had stopped, I turned around, lifting the blinds a bit to see where we were. All I could see were docks on water with islands dotted in the distance. Harry pulled me by hand to my feet.

"Come on, someone grab Niall."

Harry opened the door and peeked out before stepping onto the ground, holding out his hand for me to follow. Everyone else piled out behind us and we headed toward the empty docks. There was actually no one there at all. As we walked, I saw a small yacht floating in front of us.

"Harry, I thought we were going to the beach!"

"We are, follow me!"

He grinned and went wide-eyed, pulling me towards the yacht. As we approached it, an older gentleman dressed in all white appeared from the cabin.

"Hello! I'm Captain Rick. I hope you are all having a good day. Welcome aboard!"

Harry jumped on and helped me board the boat after him. Riley and Liam followed suit as well as Zayn, Niall, and Louis behind them. Louis still hadn't spoken since his heated conversation with Eleanor, I would imagine. Preston jogged farther behind the group, catching up. He jumped onto the boat and tossed my keys to Harry.

"Here ya go, she's parked behind the bus."

"Thanks so much."

I smiled at him and he grinned back before entering the cabin. Everyone else went to the stern of the boat, leaving me and Harry alone at the bow. He climbed to the top where there were two cushioned chairs. He sat in one and patted the spot next to him for me to join. I climbed up and slid into the chair, laying my head on his chest. The engines rolled over and I pulled my sunglasses out of my purse, putting them on to block the bright sun. Harry already had aviators on leaning back into the seat, placing one hand on my back, the other behind his head.

"I could definitely get used to this."

Did I say that out loud? I really hadn't meant to. He chuckled.

"Me too, me too."

Then he leaned down and kissed the top of my head. Why did I already feel so comfortable with him. I knew deep down that once this boat returned to the docks, we would say our goodbyes and be off. I just wanted to savor every moment that I had. It seemed like so little. The windy ride was relaxing, almost putting me to sleep. When we stopped at one of the small islands, Captain Rick, tied the yacht to a dock and helped us all climb out of the boat. Harry and I were the last to exit. As soon as Niall hit the dock, he took off running with his arms out toward the sand, not stopping until he hit the water, ripping his shirt off in the meantime. Louis and Zayn walked behind, talking about something serious, probably Louis' argument on the phone. Liam and Riley walked hand in hand along the shoreline, laughing about some face that Liam kept making. They seemed perfect for each other. I still wanted the deets on their morning.
Harry draped his long arm on my shoulders and kissed my cheek as we walked. I headed to the water but he pulled me in the opposite direction. Walking to the middle of the island, I saw a small house, sitting lonely, surrounded by palm trees and a few hammocks. This place was incredible! He pulled his arm away to open the door to the house, holding it open as I walked in. The house was one large room. There was a king-sized bed against one wall, a kitchen in the corner farthest from the front door, and a small bathroom to the right of the entrance. Next to the bed, there was a large couch with small decorative, beach-themed pillows. There was no TV and no other entertainment.


******SONG: When I'm With You- by Best Coast**************


Harry walked over and opened all of the windows, allowing the wind and sound of crashing waves to pour into the room. Without saying anything, he walked back and pulled me toward him, pressing his body to mine. I looked up so that my parted lips were easy to access. His lips sweetly met with mine, interlocking in long, slow kisses. I felt his tongue brush my bottom lip, asking for entrance which I gladly granted. He tightened his grip around my waist, pushing me toward the bed. As I felt my legs hit the side of the mattress, he lifted me up from under my thighs and I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist. He placed me high up on the bed and crawled a bit to line his face up with mine once more. He pulled off his shirt, followed by mine. While I was still slightly sitting up, I reached behind me, untying the back of my bikini top, pulling the rest over my head, throwing it on the floor. He laid his bare chest against mine, kissing me passionately, biting on my bottom lip and pulling it towards him. I let out a small moan. He sat up on his knees and unbuttoned my shorts, shimmying them off at the same time as my bottoms. I reached up and untied his swim trunks.

Before I was able to pull them down, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the condom he had put there earlier. He set it on the bedside table before letting me finish undressing him. When his shorts were out of sight, I laid back down and he fell on top of me, resuming our steamy kissing. I pushed him over and rolled on top of him, sitting just above his pelvis. I reached behind me and felt for his manhood, which I quickly found, hard and ready for me. I stroked it with my hand a few times before sitting up on my knees. He placed his arms behind his head while he bit his bottom lip in pleasure. I reached over and grabbed the foil packet, ripping it open and pulling out the condom. I sat back on his legs this time so I could pull the rubber over him. After it was in place, I kept hold of it, sitting up again on my knees. I positioned him under my entrance before slowly sliding down, taking him in deep. He let out a loud breath and brought his hands to my chest, massaging my breasts while I pulled back up.

"OH, you feel so good."

I could hear him gasp lightly as I lowered back down, allowing him even deeper. The pace remained slow for a couple more minutes, picking up a bit as I got more comfortable. When it got faster, he began bucking his hips, meeting mine halfway, making me lose control, my body simply moving in this rhythm on its own. I leaned my face over to meet his and his hands left my chest, holding my face instead to steady it enough to meet my mouth with his again.

"Fuck, I don't think I'll make it very long."

I whispered into his mouth, losing control of everything.

"Me either baby, hold it a little while longer."

His thrusts got stronger and deeper, hitting my g-spot every time. I lifted up again, resting my hands on his flat stomach, right at his butterfly tattoo, to steady myself some. As I got closer to my climax, I let out continuous loud moans in progression with each time his hips met my body.

"Harryyy-ahhhh. It feels amazing, don't stop!"

"I'm almost there, Piper."

My eyes met the ceiling, rolling slightly back as I felt the most intense pleasure surge through me.

"I'm coming for you, Harry."

I moaned over and over, collapsing right next to him to calm my body. We both lie there, myself lying on one of his arms, breathing heavily and staring at the ceiling. After at least two minutes of silence, besides our panting, he turned toward me and looked into my eyes.

"I can't leave and never see you again."

Notes

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