"No shit, I saved her life."

I was on the phone with Louis, waiting for Spencer to make her way to the car in our buildings garage.

"What the hell man? Is she okay? Is she coming with you?"

"I mean she's as okay as you can be after an overdose."

"She's still coming with you though right?"

"Yeah, I didn't want her too but I figured it would probably be better to be with her than leave her with her parents."

"Good, Emily would have flipped."

"Oh I know, those two are scary together." I laughed along with him. "But hey, do me a favor?"

"What's up?"

"I told her I wouldn't tell anyone. It's really a huge deal for her. So don't tell Em or the lads, okay?"

"Harry, we've been best mates 4 years now, I think I've gotten bro code down."

"I'd hope so." I chuckled.

"I won't tell anyone, I promise."

"Alright. So what's going on with you? How'd Christmas go?"

"Mate I wanted to run away. Emily came to my house for Christmas with my family. Mum wouldn't stop asking when I was going to settle down. Emily thought it was bloody hilarious but seriously. The worst."

"That bad?"

"It's like mum doesn't get that I'm only 22, I'm not ready to get fucking married! I may never be ready to get fucking married! Seriously these birds are driving me nuts. I've been to the pub alone nearly every night. Em thinks it's funny as shit. She encourages mum! She'll be like 'yeah Lou when are you gonna lock me down' or 'I wish Lou would propose too. I want to kill her!"


"But that's Emily for you right? It wouldn't be normal if she didn't egg something on."

"I can't wait for you to get here! In the none gayest way possible."

"What about the boys? Go out with them!"

"Nialls in Ireland, Liam and Rachel are doing god knows what all the time and Zayn hasn't stopped smoking joints since we landed."

"So the usual?"

"YES!" He shouted frustrated. "Liam is so pussy wiped he won't ask Rachel to leave, but I know Spencer will be cool with it cause she'll have Emily."

"We'll figure something out." I laughed at him. He's alway so over dramatic.

"Fucking right we will."

I smiled as Spencer opened the hatch to my Range Rover I had bought to drive here in New York.

"Alright Lou, I'll see you in approximately 16 hours." I chuckled.

"Love you Harold, be safe."

"Always am."

"Say it back."

I rolled my eyes. "Love you Louis."

"Good other half of Larry." He laughed.

"Bye." I hung up before he could say anything else.


"Seriously though, I won't be surprised when you leave me for him." Spencer laughed as she hopped in the passenger side.

"Did you get it all in okay?" I asked, ignoring her comment.

"Yep, and I only brought one suitcase!" She smiled over at me as I drove towards the exit. "Aren't you proud?"

"Very babe, that's an all-time low record."

"I didn't know what to pack for the New Year's Eve show though, I know you won't be able to see me but still. I figured we could go shopping when we got there." I watched as she shrugged.

I was a little worried for this trip. They told Spencer at the hospital that she needed to reevaluate her life and for some reason she listened to them instead of her boyfriend. She was on a plan to slowly take her off the Xanax and she was vowing to not drink until she was completely clean. I was proud of her for taking the needed steps to being sober.

In the 3 days she had been out of the hospital she had been way happier too. We were way happier. I'm not sure why, but I wasn't about to question it. I loved happy Spencer, hell I loved overdosed and confused Spencer.

Happiness was my main priority right now. Leland's words really stuck in my brain. He was right, why do something or be with someone if the main emotion wasn't happiness?

Spencer and I were more in sync then ever before. It was weird but if she was happy so was I.

"Is that okay?" She asked, pulling me from my daydream.

"Sorry, what?"

"Can we go shopping for New Years when we get there, I didn't know what to bring."

"Oh yeah babe that's fine. Maybe you and Emily can go. Lou needs bro time apparently." I laughed.

"Right." She giggled.

"What?!"

"Bro time." Was all she said.

"And what does that mean?" I looked at her as I came to a red light.

"As in, you've been apart for 2 weeks and he needs a little loving?"

"Yes, he needs his dick sucked." I played along.

"Ah damn, knew it!" Spencer smiled. "How about you?"

"Do I need my dick sucked?" She shook her head. "No, I had some girl do that for me last night."

"Some girl you say?"

"Yeah, she's got brown hair, grey eyes, about 5'5 really sweet, you may like her."

"Huh, I'm jealous. I wanted to suck it. Sorry I haven’t in a while.” She fake pouted.

"Well I mean, you still can. We have about half hour before we get to the airport." I jokingly looked at my watch, smirking over at her.

"Harold Styles! You cheeky bastard!" She slapped my arm.

"Yeah that'll get you fucked doggie style tonight." I said, never looking away from the road.

"You act like that's punishment." She smirked over at me.

"I could certainly make it punishment."

"We'll see." She smiled.

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London was my all-time favorite city ever. It didn’t matter where I had been since becoming famous, London was home and London was my favorite. This time around it was even better because Spencer was here.

We were currently settled into our flat there. She was in the shower, singing. Loudly may I add. She was the cutest person I had ever met. I couldn’t make out what she was singing so I headed towards our shower. She had the door cracked open enough that I could lean on the doorframe. I smiled as heard her sing. Ha, and she says our songs are lame.

“Better than words, you drive me crazy! Someone like youuuu, always be my baby.” She actually had a really great voice. The next part of the song was actually my favorite. Why not let her know?

“Best I ever had, hips don’t lie. You make me wanna fuck you. One more night. Irreplaceable.”

“Harold.” I heard her giggle.

“Babe.”

“Those aren’t the words.” She poked her head out of the shower.

“Maybe not, but it’s how I feel.” I stuck my tongue out. “Shut the door you’re dripping everywhere.”

“Why?” she opened the door all the way. “Don’t like the view?”

She smirked before turning around into the water. Fuck. She knew exactly what to do to get me turned on. I watched as she rinsed herself off under the shower.

“Just going to stare?” she asked stepping out of the shower, however, she didn’t get a towel like I was expecting. She sashayed herself over towards me, swinging her naked hips so perfectly. She grabbed each side of my collar, pulling me in close. “Harold.” She took a step backwards, taking me with her. “Edward.” Another step. “Styles.” Another step. “Do you know…” one more step. “How much..” she was fully in the shower now, leaving me one step away. This couldn’t go well. “I love you?” With a final tug on my shirt, I was fully in the shower, clothes and all.

“How much do you love me?” I asked, pushing a stray strand of wet hair off her face.

“Words aren’t good enough.” She smirked before bringing her face to mine.

Her kiss started soft and sweet but quickly took a dark spin when I cupped her bare ass in my hand. She thrust her hips into mine, moving her lips down my neck. Her fingers began to unbutton my shirt but she grew frustrated. She took each side of my shirt and ripped it apart. There goes that shirt. I helped her remove it completely, tossing it onto the bottom of the shower. Luckily, I had changed from my incredibly tight jeans to baggy sweatpants when we finally got to the flat. Little did she know, I took the boxer briefs off with the jeans. She dropped her hands to the waistband of my pants letting her fingers trace the inside. She continued to kiss her way down my body, slowly, painfully slow.

“What’s this?” she smiled as she began to pull my sweats down. “I like this.”

I let out a long breath as I watched her drop to eye level with my manhood. “You don’t have too babe.”

“I think I’ve already said I wanted to earlier.” She looked up at me. “Is that a problem?”

Before I had a chance to answer, her mouth was on my cock. I reached back for the wall behind me. She was too good to be true. I felt the rush of excitement flood to my nether region. Spencer and I have had a lot of great sex recently. Especially in the last 3 days since the hospital. Every time she wants to take a pill, she jumps my bones instead. I’m completely okay with this, it’s a great deal. However, she hadn’t really properly given me head in ages. Her mouth was so inviting and I did say she was in need of a punishing. I grabbed the back of her head, pushing myself to the back of her throat. She swallowed a few times before I let go of her head. She pulled me completely out of her mouth, stroking me up and down a few times. After a few more minutes of the best blow job I ever received, I had to stop her. I wanted her.

“Come on babe.” I said, barely audible.

“Tonights about you.” she smiled, taking me back into her mouth.

“No, I’m fucking you tonight.”

I yanked myself out of her mouth, pulling her back up to eye level. I flipped her around fast and pushed her up against the shower wall. I spread her legs, quickly up inside of her. She gasped loudly as I began to move in and out. I knew she usually needed some time to adjust but tonight wasn’t about comfort or making love. Tonight was about me fucking my girlfriend, hard.

“Fuck, Harry.”

I continued at my fast, rough pace. Lasting long really wasn’t a concern of mine. She had sucked me almost to the point of me cumming, so it wouldn’t be long. I felt bad she might not get off, but I really just wanted some quick sex. That didn’t mean I loved her any less. Her moans grew louder, making me pump even faster. She was literally perfect. I couldn’t get enough of her, from the way she said my name in the most innocent of times to the way she arched her back when I slammed my dick into her, she couldn’t be hotter if she tried. And I knew she had stopped trying a while ago. But at the same time, so had I. Once you find the one, nothing else really matters. I slammed myself hard inside her one last time burying my load deep in her.

“Fuck. I’m sorry.” I sighed, kissing her shoulder blade.

She shrugged still catching her breathe. “At least we’re still in the shower.”

I smiled as she turned to face me. I rested my forehead against hers. I began to laugh causing her to join in.

“What?” she smiled.

“I just can’t believe it. I love you so fucking much it hurts.”

“Why is that funny?” she raised an eyebrow.

“Think about our story babe.” I paused. “We met because I ran you down on the snowy streets of New York, you reluctantly took me for the best cup of tea I’ve ever consumed, almost had sex with me on our second date, became my girlfriend, cheated on me, I cheated on you, we made up many many times.” I smirked, pausing to kiss her. “You graduated school, you got an amazing job. I yelled at you way too much, you started doing drugs, we bought not one, but two homes together, I’ve tried to make you my wife more times than not, we’ve traveled the world, we made it through a tour and being apart, and an overdose. What can’t we handle?”

“The way you just gave me your dick.” She giggled.

“Did I hurt you?”

“Only at first.” She placed a quick kiss on my lips. “But no, I agree. We’ve been through hell and back. Nothing is going to tear us apart now.”

“I love you.” I kissed her with all the passion inside of me.

“No, I love you.” she giggled, running out of the shower.

“Always got to have the last love you.” I joked rolling my eyes.


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Spencer POV

“I’m nervous.” I said as Harry whipped us around the streets of London.

We were going on a double date tonight with Emily and Louis. I couldn’t wait, I hadn’t see these guys in forever. Okay well like a month or two. I hadn’t told anyone about the overdose yet and frankly didn’t want too. I knew I didn’t have too, but Emily was my best friend.

“Like I said, tell whoever you want, whenever you want or tell no one at all. Your personal life is personal for a reason.” Harry reached over to grab my hand.

“I’ll tell Em, but I think I’d prefer to do it behind closed doors.”

“That’s smart. That way no one who isn’t supposed to hear does.” He squeezed my hand.

When we reached the valet stand, paparazzi were everywhere. I mentally sighed, I didn’t feel like dealing with anyone other than my friends tonight. Harry let go of my hand to throw the car in park. I unbuckled and followed Harry’s instructions to wait for him to come get the door. Always the gentleman. He rushed around the car after giving his keys to the valet.

“Sorry.” He breathed.

“For?”

“I thought that dude was going to talk my ear off.”

“Harry, it literally took you a minute, if that, to come over.”

“Whatever.” He rolled his eyes. “Lou texted me saying they’re here.”

“Then what are we waiting for?” I joked.

He helped me out of the car, I stupidly wore freakishly tall heels.

“Did I tell you how sexy you look tonight?” Harry whispered into my ear.

“Round 2 tonight?” I joked. “One round for every night in London is appropriate. We have to get use out of our house anyways.” I shrugged.

“Sex is actually the only appropriate answer to anything.” Harry answered.

I couldn’t control my laughter as we passed the crowd of cameras. My laugh was apparently contagious as Harry started as well. We probably looked like complete morons, laughing at each other. At least we weren’t faking our happiness tonight. The day we went out in New York was rough. We fooled everyone though, no one has to know we went home and screamed at each other more. Harry squeezed my hand tightly as he led us towards the doors. I loved the way he took control when it came to the public. I was used to the camera and people invading my space, it was the yelling I’d never get used too.

“Harry! HARRY! HARRY!” I heard someone yell. As usual, Harry threw his dimple smile in the general direction the shouting came from. “Spencer! Show us your ring!” “Congrats on the engagement!” “When’s the wedding?” “Is it true you were in the hospital? Are you okay?” “Harry! Are you really going solo?” “Are you excited for the New Year Show?” “How did you lot spend Christmas?”

They never stop. I was more than excited when Harry held the door open for me. Harry talked to the hostess and she showed us to where Louis and Emily were seated. Emily jumped up in true Em fashion, attacking me with a hug.

“I missed youuuu.” She said smiling wide.

“I missed you too!” I hugged her back.

“Where’s this fucking ring and why haven’t you told me?!” Emily laughed as we sat down.

I held up my hand, wiggling my fingers. “Shut up.”

“Spencer agree to marry me then flaunt a ring in public? Haaaa. Good joke Em.” Harry rolled his eyes.

“Mate, she’s wearing off on you.” Louis said receiving a strange look from Harry. “You’ve rolled your eyes twice and you’ve only been here 2 minutes.”

“Ah damnit, it’s from hanging out with her and her mum for too long.”

“Yes all twelve hours.” I laughed.

“Whatever.” He rolled his eyes again. “Fuck!”


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“Shit, I haven’t even thought about that yet!” Emily sighed.

“Me either, we better go tomorrow.” I laughed.

“We could go naked.” Em suggested.

“I’m sure our significant others would love that. But the world?” I questioned.

“Um, we’re both famous in our own right, even if we weren’t we’re dating two fifths of One Direction. Yes, the world wants to see our bums. Wait, hasn’t the world seen you naked?”

“You couldn’t really tell.” I shrugged.

After dinner we had all come back to our flat. Emily and I were snuggling in bed while Lou and Harry were watching some stupid movie, talking band things.

“You know what we should do?” Emily sat up in bed.

“What?” I rolled my eyes at her excitement.

“We should post a free the nipple picture.”

“What?” I repeated myself, sitting up next to her.

“You know the equal rights movement!”

“Yes, I know that one.” I laughed. “Seriously?”

“Yeah why not? I’m doing a topless shoot next week, don’t tell Lou, so what’s the big deal? And you already have titties on the internet, so I say we do it.”

“Topless for what??” I asked, surprised.

“Actually, it’s for the movement. I’m doing it for awareness. Me and Barbara Palvin are heading the campaign. I heard you met her.”

“She’s awesome.” I smiled.

“Dude, I can get you in the spread!” Emily cheered.

“I dunno about that.”

“Awe I know you support it!”

“Yes I do, but should we?”

“Let’s ask the guys.” Em shrugged. “LOU, HAROLD.”

“Could have warned me you were gonna yell!” I shoved her. She shoved back knocking me over. I got back up tackling her onto the bed.

“It’s on now!” she laughed.

We wrestled around on the bed for a couple of seconds before she successfully pinned me down. The guys walked in and stopped dead.

“Harry, my girlfriend is straddling yours.” Louis said.

“I see this.” Harry had his phone out faster than lightning and snapped a picture.

“DID I TELL YOU THIS PERV TOOK A PICTURE OF MY ASS WHEN I WAS SLEEPING?” I said to Emily, who was still on top of me.

“What?” she laughed. “That’s awesome. Lou does it way more than necessary.”

“We are right here.” Harry added.

“Yes, did you need something?” Lou said. “We were watching Spiderman.”

“We need your opinion on something.” Emily started.

“We sort of want to do something but you have to be okay with it.” I added.

“OH YES! Go ahead, you can do it with each other.” Louis said.

“We won’t be mad.” Harry smirked. “Only if we can watch.”

“Thank you for your blessing but that’s not what we mean.” I rolled my eyes again.

“Damn.” Harry frowned.

“We want to take a picture without our shirts and post it on Instagram and twitter.”

“What? Why?!” Louis exclaimed.

“Free the nipple.” Harry smiled. “Right?”

“Yes! Can weeeeeeeeeeee?” I gave my best puppy dog eyes.

“I don’t care, yeah!” Harry said.

“Lou?” Emily asked.

“I don’t really like the idea of me girlfriends tits all over the internet.” He stated flatly.

I gave Em a worried look. Whether he liked it or not, they were going to be.

“Louis, you know how much I support this cause.” Emily said.

“But it’s different if you do it for a campaign or something.”

“I am.”

“What? When?”

“Shoots next week with Barbara Palvin.” She shrugged, acting like she didn’t care. I knew she did though. This was going to be a huge fight later for them.

“Fine. Do what you want.” Lou left the room.

“He’ll be okay.” Harry said.

“Could you take it for us babe?” I asked.

“Of course. Now?”

Emily and I shared a look and nodded. “Now.”

“We wanna have the city in the background though.” Emily said. That was news to me.

“We could go out on the balcony.” Harry suggested.

“Good idea, we’ll face you and the city can be in the background!”

“Perfect.”

We made our way out to the living room and onto the balcony. Lou had rejoined us but still looked less than pleased. It was December in London, not the warmest of places, but we were committed at this point. We shared a look and shimmied out of our shirts and bras.

“Oh man hard nips.” Emily laughed.

“It’ll give the picture more character.” I joked.

“Are you ready?” Harry asked.

We placed our arms around each other’s back, with our free arm in the air. I made a kissy face and Emily stuck out her tongue. We both had our hands in peace signs. Harry took the picture and smiled.

“Not to be weird but that’s a keeper.” He said. Lou looked over his shoulder and nodded.

“Yes, I don’t hate it.” He sighed. “You both are fit as fuck.”

“Let’s see!” I took my phone back from Harry. “Love it!”

“Yes, I’ll regram it.” Emily smiled.

We made our way back inside into the warmth. Harry wrapped his arms around my waist.

“That’s a great thing. But don’t let anyone else ever touch them. They can look but keep back.” He jokingly cupped one of my still exposed breasts in his hands.

“Stop.” I swatted him off of me.

“Guys, I think we’re going to take off.” Louis said.

“Alright mate, see you tomorrow.” Harry said as they embraced in a bro hug.

“Call me if he yells.” I whispered to Emily as we hugged. I heard another snap of a camera. We turned around to see Harry taking our picture.

“What?” he looked at us. “Me fit girlfriend is hugging another attractive girl shirtless.”

“I have a shirt on?” Emily said.

“Yes, but Spencer doesn’t.” he raised an eyebrow.

“Oh dear god I’m leaving.” Emily laughed. “Love you babes.”

“Bye! Love you!” I said as she shut the door.

“He was really pissed wasn’t he?” I asked Harry as I followed him down the hallway.

“Yeah but he’ll get over it.” Harry shrugged off his shirt. “Can we free our nipples together tonight?”

“Yes, let me post this then my nipples are yours.” I laughed.


Instagram: #freethenipple #dosomething love my bae @EmReusch

Twitter: Be the change you wish to see @emily_reusch #freethenipple


"You guys do look great." Harry said as I crawled into bed. "But be ready for the backlash."

"I know, I think we can handle it. She's doing an actual shoot for it!"

"That's crazy."

"She asked if I wanted to be part of it."

"Go for it." Harry placed a sloppy kiss on my mouth. "Follow your dreams, shoot for the moon, land among the stars."

"One too many beers tonight?" I laughed at him

"Hardly, my dick is hard so I'm good." He rolled on top of me.

"All we do is fornicate anymore."

"Better than popping pills."

I winced at his words but he was right. Sex over drugs.

"Sorry love." He kissed me. "Too many beers."

"No you're right. I love you. Thanks for sticking by my side through this."

"I'd be a shit person and boyfriend if I didn't. I can't leave the love of my life." He smiled down at me.

"Maybe I'll actually marry you one day." I giggled.

"I'd be the luckiest man in the world."

I leaned up for a kiss which in turn led to a lot more. I'd never get enough of this boy.

Notes

Sorry for the bit of a filler. Hope you still enjoy. Lots of love.

Also, I'm a huge supporter of the #freethenipple campaign, movement whatever you wanna call it. so i'm not pushing it down anyones throat, i hate that. but check it out if you don't know about it!!

ALSO ALSO, I saw the boys in concert last night. BYEEEEEEEEEEEEE. THEY ARE PERFECT. I WOULD ADD A PIC BUT I HAVE NO IDEA HOW YOU PRETTIES DO THAT.

OKAY BYE.

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