Behind The Backstage Doors

Alison straightened her dress and checked her lipstick before walking in the pud full of people. They weren't letting anyone in anymore but she had got in because the security guy on the door was working with the boys and knew her. She looked around but didn't see anyone so she decided to get a drink first. She sat on the bar stool and waited for the waiter to notice her but then she saw Niall waving at her from the other side of the pud. She smiled and quickly made her way where everyone was sitting.

"Hi," she greeted the people sitting on the table and Niall quickly got up to give her side hug. It was a little weird how quickly he had forgotten their little chat but Alison guessed Niall wasn't one to be angry for a long time. She thanked Liam when he offered her a chair next to him and then sat down with the guys. Niall was talking with Josh next to her and Liam and Zayn were having a conversation also. When a waiter came to ask if they needed anything she ordered her drink and then tried to listen to whatever Niall and Josh were talking about.

But her eyes kept drifting to Harry who she spotted standing by the bar and talking with some bloke she didn't recognize. He was wearing a red plaid shirt with his normal black jeans and a bandana in his unruly curls. She fought the urge to just walk there to take the thing out of his head and mess up his hair. Smiling at the thought she shook her head and took a sip of her drink. He hadn't seen her staring yet.

"Alison! I asked you a question," Josh snapped his fingers in front of her eyes and she almost spilled her drink on her lap.

"Do you think Niall should shave his hair shorter from the sides or just keep it like that?" he asked and Alison shifted uncomfortably on her chair when she noticed Harry saying goodbyes to his friend and then walking towards their table.

"Erm... don't know," she said because she hadn't paid attention what Josh was asking.

"You should know these things! You're a girl and also a very stylish one," Josh winked but Niall had obviously lost his interest in the topic and turned his head to Harry who just walked in their table.

"Look who decided to finally join us!" he said and Harry rolled his eyes. He greeted the others and then sat with his drink on the other side of the table. Alison watched when he picked his phone and read something from it with a frown on his face then quickly putting it back to his pocket. His eyes met hers and the frown changed into a smile. Alison smiled at him too and he gave her a little wink before joining the conversation about football with Niall and Josh.

"So Lou isn't coming then?" Alison asked and Liam turned his head to her.

"No, she needed to take care of somethings," he said.

"I'm the only girl then. Great. Football and beer right? Think I can manage," she sighed out dramatically and Zayn gave her an apologetic pout where Josh and Niall just laughed at her.

The night turned out great and she had a proper laugh with the boys. She couldn't remember when was the last time she had had this fun and Harry giving her looks made her mood even better. She felt wanted and relaxed in a long time. She didn't know how much she had drunk but when Liam told it was her last one she whined because she didn't want the night to end.

"Proper joy killer we have here," she slurred pointing at Liam when she stood up to go to the loo. Even though her walking was probably a little unsteady she could feel his eyes on her and it made her swing her hips a bit more. She asked the bartender where the loos where and when she got the directions she headed there.

After she had gone in the loo she stepped back in the small corridor and almost stumbled when someone took her wrist and whirled her behind the corner.

"What the-"

"Shh it's only me," Harry covered her mouth with his palm and smirked at her. Her back was facing the wall and she felt really short next to him. He was so close she could feel his chest rising and falling from his breathing. She caught him staring her when she moved her eyes from his collar to his face.

"Someone could see us here," she told him nonchalantly.

"I know," he said still smirking and without even blinking his eyes.

"But you don't care?"

"No, I don't. It just makes this even more fun," he said placing his hand to her hip and moving a piece of hair out of her face.

"You're right," she whispered putting her hand to his neck and pulling him closer. He closed the gap between their lips slowly pulling her in a short and sweet kiss. Then he put his forehead against hers and sighed out. She had a chance to study his face when his eyes were closed. He looked calm with his lips lightly parted and she couldn't help but think those times when she had been waking up to this sight. She tried to push the thought of Brianna telling her she was only going to get hurt again because she really didn't want to listen to anyone but herself at the moment. So she shook her head like if it helped.

"What?" Harry opened his eyes and observed her. She fumbled with his collar a little nervously sudden and then shook her head again smiling.

"Nothing. Just... Just kiss me again," she said. He started to move closer to her again but she pulled him close like if he wasn't moving fast enough. Even though he tried to keep the kiss sweet first he couldn't help but push her against the wall when she bit his lip and then kissed him anxiously.

"We've to go now," she broke the kiss after a while.

"What do you suggest?" he asked and wriggled his eyebrows.

"No," Alison said and slapped his chest playfully. "I meant that the others will get suspicious if we're here any longer," she said slapping his chest again to get him off her.

She started to walk back to the pub but when he followed her she turned around to stop him. "I go first," she told, winking at him and then walking back where everyone were sitting.

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Alison took a glass of water to clear her dizzy head. Everyone else had gone straight to bed but she knew she couldn't sleep after her little encounter with Harry. And knowing she was in the same bus with him and that she couldn't touch him made her just more anxious.

So even though she knew somewhere in the back of her mind how wrong it'd be she made her way in the second floor of the bus and brought up their text field on her phone. She typed a text a few times but deleted them. She didn't know what to write him and she didn't want to sound too needy. Frustrated she threw her phone on the coach she was sitting and started to bite her finger nails.

"Waiting for someone?" she quailed when she heard his low and quiet voice. She turned her head and saw him smirking at her amused.

"Not quite," she said straightening her position. He walked closer to her never leaving her eye contact.

"Everyone's asleep," he told when he stopped infront of her and she had to look upwards.

"How'd you know?"

"The snoring. You can't even imagine what a concert they have downstairs," he said making her laugh.

For a while it was quiet. They just stared at each other and Harry got lost in her eyes like he had had so many times before. He carefully took her hand in his palms and was about to kiss it but she quickly pulled him closer so he fell on top of her. He didn't react at first because he was so surprised by the kiss but after a while he started to kiss her back. He moved his body close to hers and supported himself with his hands. She put her hands on his neck and the first thing she did was to pull the bandana out of his head.

"Heyy," he whined but smiled still when she threw the thing on the floor. She needed a moment to steady her breathing so she looked at his eyes while she messed his hair. He tried to look offended but cracked up in a second.

She completely lost herself in their make out session. It was just his touch, his lips. Him and nothing else. After a while she found herself just on her underware while he was still completely dressed. She broke their kiss and pushed him by his chest which made him frown.

"This is not fare," she said pointing at him. He looked at her confused so she quickly took a good grip of the hem of his shirt and started to pull it off before he had time to do anything.

"Better," she smiled when the shirt was on the floor after a while of struggling.

The alcohol was still affecting her so her brain wasn't functioning properly. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew she should stop but she couldn't. A bigger part of her wanted him so much she didn't want to stop.

"Did you have fun in the pub?" he murmured while kissing her neck and she sighed out happily at the feeling.

"Mmhh, but got a feeling we'll have some proper fun here," she slurred. He stopped for a moment to catch her gaze in the dim light.

"You've got no idea how much I've wanted you all night," he said while petting her hair back.

"I'm here now. What's stopping you?" she said winking and then quickly pulling his face closer to kiss him again. She didn't want any feelings to come into it. It'd be just a good fuck, she repeated in her head.

It didn't take much time of him to get his jeans off. He found a condom from his back pocket and then threw his jeans on the floor. Removing the last pieces of clothes they had he stopped then to look at her eyes.

"You ready?" he asked and she nodded. He wasn't as drunk as her but his mind was still dizzy and he couldn't stop what they were about to do.

She opened the foil packet and put the condom on. "So wet, baby," he panted as he prepared her for what was coming.

She wanted him so bad and she knew she wouldn't last long in her drunken state.

"Please Harry," she breathed and right after the words he pushed inside her.

"Oh god, FU-," he almost yelled but she caught his mouth in a kiss. She digged her nails on his spine and tried to keep her voice down when he broke the kiss.

"Please don't move in a while," she said closing her eyes. He was filling her completely and she needed a moment to adjust.

"I can't. I need to," he panted. He moved almost out of her and then slammed back in making her cry out of pain and pleasure at the same time.

"Shhh, keep your voice down," he whispered to her ear and then bit her neck. Her back arched at the feeling and he started to move in and out in an unsteady pace.

"Faster, Harry please," she whispered. She was so close already she could almost cry. Her hands were shaking from pressing his back and she needed to come. She knew that he was also close by the way he moved his hips.

"Now," he said and a string of profanities left his mouth. His pace slowed down and she brought his face closer with her hands to catch his lips with hers so their voices would keep down. He kept his hips moving in a slow pace so long that there wasn't anything left of them. He collapsed on top of her and she tried to steady her breath.

After a moment he pulled out of her and shifted next to her. She covered her face with her hands and tried to think straight but her mind was dizzy.

"Oh god. I'm so tired," Harry broke the silence and got off the coach. He rolled the condom off and threw it in the bin. Then he quickly put his pants back on and picked a blanket from the other coach.

Alison felt like she couldn't move. Her muscles felt heavy and sore and after Harry's words she realized how tired she was also. She felt him climbing back on the coach and he covering them with a blanket.

"I'm so cold," she whispered so he pulled her closer to him and in a minute they both were fast asleep.

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