Behind The Backstage Doors

Alison opened the door in the hotel room with the key card and stepped inside. First she kicked her shoes off before looking around. The room looked fancy but it wasn't really big and just suitable for them to spend a night. In the middle of the room was a king sized bed and on the other side was a big TV and a small kitchen. Alison smiled when she saw a bottle of wine he had ordered for them.

Alison dropped her purse on the bed and then walked in the bathroom. There was quite a big bathtub but otherwise it looked pretty normal hotel bathroom. She made her way in front of the big mirror and wiped the mascara that had drained a little under her eyes. She went to pour herself a little bit of wine and made herself comfortable on the bed.

After about half an hour waiting she finally heard someone opening the door. He walked in wearing his usual black jeans with some band t-shirt and his hair a little damp and messy after a shower. He dropped his shoulder bag on the floor before running his hand through his hair and turning his gaze to Alison. She tried to look as innocent as she could when lying on the bed sipping wine and wearing her black strapless dress which hardly covered her thighs. She met his gaze and he smirked at her before casually pulling his shirt off and throwing it on the floor.

Alison's breath caught in her throat as he walked closer. She could see his chest was still flushed of all the running he had done on stage. She couldn't help but admire his tattoo covered body for a moment before she realized he had seen her staring and she quickly turned her eyes away from him blushing.

"Someone started without me," he said when he climbed on the bed taking her glass of wine of her hands and placing it on the night stand next to the bed. This time it was her turn to catch him staring at her body but he did it shamelessly and then grinned at her crawling closer.

"You look good," he murmured when he hovered on top of her and tried to chase her lips but she turned her head so he kissed her on the cheek. He groaned and tried again but she turned her head again and this time his lips touched her ear. "Such a tease," he said when she laughed at him and then finally obliged catching his lips on a long slow kiss.

She pulled his body down by his belt and he spread her legs open to get between them. He placed his hand on her cheek and kissed her again this time with tongues and teeth. He moaned when she nipped on his bottom lip which made her smile because it was so easy for her to get a reaction from him.

"I thought we could watch a film," he said after a while of making out.

"A film?" she frowned. This wasn't what she thought they'd be doing but she didn't have time to do anything before he jumped out of the bed.

"Yeah, I got a few DVDs with me," he said and went to dig his bag. Alison sat up on the bed and looked at him with a scowl when he walked in front of the TV with his DVDs.

"What'd you like to watch? I've got-"

"Whatever. Just put something," she answered before he finished his sentence. He didn't seem to notice the tone of her voice when he started to push the buttons of the TV to get it to work.

She didn't know how to feel about this. This wasn't part of the deal and she didn't know how to say it to him. He managed to get the DVD on after a while of struggling and he went to pour some wine for himself before filling Alison's empty glass again. Then he came back to lie next to her.

For a while they watched the movie in silence. She couldn't relax at all when he was so close and she could feel the heat radiating from his skin. He didn't seem to notice when she kept glancing at him here and there.

"Hey why you're so far away c'mere," he suddenly said stretching his arm so she could lean against his body. She moved next to him slowly and he started to draw patterns on the skin of her arm with his fingers. She tried to relax but now it was impossible when he was so close. So she drank her glass empty and wished it would help her.

He made small comments about the actors during the film and she tried to laugh even though it sounded fake but he didn't seem to notice. The wine wasn't helping her case at all it just made her eyes lull and her head dizzy. And when the movie was almost at its end she couldn't stand it anymore.

Alison shifted away from Harry and sat up so she was facing him. He turned his head to look at her with a confused expression and she sighed out nervously and started to play with the hem of her dress.

"Harry I don't think this is a good idea," she said truthfully and the frown between his brows deepened.

"What do you mean?" he asked. She turned her gaze to her hands and took a shaky breath.

"What are we doing even?" she asked aloud more herself than him.

"Watching a film obviously," he chuckled but he looked more confused than ever.

"No, I mean... Why? What is this Harry?" she asked looking straight into his eyes.

"Friends watching a movie?" he said it more as a suggestion than an answer. She looked back on her lap and tried to find some words to say. She opened her mouth but closed it again while playing with the hem. She couldn't make any sense of her racing mind so she just sat there without saying anything.

"We can watch a film together right? I didn't know that was unsuitable," his tone was cold now and she suddenly hated herself for bringing it up.

"I just thought...-"

"What?" he asked harshly getting impatient.

"I just want us to be on the same page with this all. You don't think this is a bit couple-ish?"

"So you think it wasn't crossing the line when I fucked you in the arena's bathroom but you think we're crossing the line when we're watching a movie together?" she didn't like the harsh tone of his voice at all and she could feel herself getting angrier.

"I just don't think this was a part of our deal," she told him slowly and watched as his face fell for a second before he collected himself again.

"I remember you saying Alison we don't have to be friends but we don't have to hate each other either. Instead we could just have a bit of fun," she mimiced his voice. "And now you're saying we're friends and we're watching a film together. Harry you know this isn't going to work," she said with a softer voice.

"Okay," he said blankly. "If that's what you want."

"I thought we both agreed not to put a label on this thing between us," she said quietly.

"You're right," Harry spoke loudly suddenly. "This was a stupid idea. I didn't think. It's not like there's anything between us," he said a little bitterly and smiled at her with narrowed eyes. She didn't want to admit it to herself but his words still stung a little. There wasn't anything between them.

"Good. Everything's fine then," she stated and he nodded at her before jumping out of the bed and switching the TV off. He looked a little lost then, running his hands through his hair which was something he did when he was nervous. She placed her glass on the side table and then got out of the bed walking towards him. His back was facing her and when she got behind him she kissed his bare shoulder gently, moving her lips towards his neck. She could hear his heavy breathing when she put her hands around his naked upper body and got up on her toes so she could suck his neck.

He couldn't resist her when he felt her lips on his skin so after a few seconds he turned around and kissed her on the lips leaving her stunned. His hands roamed to her backside and she put her hands on his hair massaging his scalp. They were moving towards the bed and kissing at the same time and she felt relieved that he wasn't angry with her any longer.

He opened the zipper of her dress roughly and it dropped to her ankles. She stepped out of it and fell on the bed pulling him on top of her. "Your underwear's hot," he muttered while kissing her throat. She laughed when his hands roamed on her sides. "Careful! You know how ticklish I am," she slurred and she wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or if it was Harry making her so dizzy.

The air around them was getting more and more heated by the minutes and she moaned when he moved his hips towards hers and she could feel him through his jeans. He undid her bra slipping the straps down her arms and then throwing it on the floor. His hand massaged her other breast while the other was getting attention from his mouth. Her eyes lulled shut even though she tried to keep them open.

When he started to trail kisses closer to her neck she protested with a whine. She opened her eyes when she couldn't feel his lips on her skin anymore and was met with his intense gaze. Every time he breathed out his breath scanned her face and sent shivers through her skin. His lips were almost touching hers but she couldn't find the strength to lean forward and kiss him.

"You look beautiful," he said and she froze. Her mood shifted from eager to cold in a millisecond after his words and when he kissed her she didn't kiss him back.

It wasn't his fault though. It was her. Every time he did or said something that included feelings she blocked herself out. It brought too many memories of them and it hurt. She had managed to keep him out of her mind for so long and she wasn't letting him in again. She really wanted to be with him but at the same time she couldn't because she was so afraid of falling for him. She knew it was a ridiculous thought. She was so weak she couldn't resist him and that's why she was with him at that moment.

"What's wrong?" he asked when she turned her head and stared at the wall. She thanked god when his phone went off and she didn't have to answer his question. He groaned and got off the bed to dig his bag.

"Hi Gemma," he answered when he found his phone. He turned his back towards her and she sat on the edge of the bed studying him.

"Look I don't think that's a good idea I mean-" he turned around and made brief eye contact with her. She frowned when she saw the panic in his eyes but waited for him to end the call.

"Seriously Gemma. I'm tired and-" he tried and she could hear Gemma's voice on the other end.

"Okay," he sighed eventually. "Yeah. Room number 264," he said and ended the call. His words made her eyes widen in panic and she froze on her seat.

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