Use Somebody
June 2014 - Part2
13th June 2014:
Harry's POV:
I woke with a heavy arm around my stomach. Somewhere in the room, a phone was ringing loudly. I groaned and turned to face where the arm was coming from, looking directly at... LIAM! I jolted upwards, making him move in the process. We were situated on the large bed in our suite, and I looked around to find Cassie and Behati asleep on the couch, B on top of C in only their underwear. If I wouldn't have such a fucking hangover, that would have aroused me immensely. Liam groaned loudly and began to stretch. We were both in our boxers, too. Images from last night flashed through my mind, and I remembered the vodka and the weed. A grin spread across my face and Liam got up next to me.
“Mornin'” he mumbled sleepily and looked from me to the girls, smiling as well.
“That was fun,” I stated. He nodded.
“It was. Now I'm pretty sure she'll go at it a bit more relaxed,” he commented and looked for his phone, which was the one ringing. “Hello? Hey, mum. Oh, you're here? Well, just give us 10 minutes, then we'll come down, okay?” he said into the phone absolutely calm while walking over to the couch and picking Behati up, throwing her over his shoulder. He didn't even bother dressing her, he just walked out of the room like that, talking to his mum on the phone and carrying his almost naked soon-to-be-wife over his shoulders. I started laughing out loud. It was just too precious.
“Harry! Stop making all that noise!” a very cranky Cassie made me stop eventually, and I decided to tease her a bit.
“Oh, is someone a bit hungover?” I asked and walked over, sitting down on top of her. She huffed at my weight and opened her eyes slightly.
“Get aff me!” she said slowly and low. I could tell she was about to go all berserk on me if I didn't move.
“Make me,” I whispered leaning down teasingly and she looked at me for a second before her hands shot up my torso and she pulled on one ear while the other grabbed my balls tightly. I groaned loudly and fell to the floor. Now it was her turn to laugh. “Oh, you little...” I said slowly and got up, but she was already on her feet, running to the bathroom. I followed her and she couldn't lock the door fast enough, I came storming in. I picked her up and went into the shower with her struggling and squealing in my arms. I turned on the water, switched it to ice cold and held her in place. Only when her lips were beginning to shake did I turn it to a reasonable temperature. Her struggling stopped and she pulled me into the stream of water with her. She looked at me wearily and I smiled apologetically.
“You're mean,” she said all serious.
“I know, but you deserve it, you got us all high and wasted yesterday,” I justified me being a jerk. She laughed lightly and put her arms around my neck. Her mouth went to my ear and she grazed the lobe slightly with her teeth before she whispered.
“Don't act like you didn't love every minute of it,” she said and I felt blood rushing to my private parts. Cassie was turning me on badly. I pulled away and looked at her for a few seconds. Her green eyes sparkled mischievously and her now wet underwear left little to the imagination. Before I could help myself, I had bent down and sunk my teeth into her neckline, my favourite spot on her body. It was so intimate, so dominating, biting into the soft flesh just there. Cassie responded to my advances by moaning softly and her body began to go limb in my arms.
“Oh, Harry...” she sighed while my hands roamed around her back. My dick grew rock-hard and I took her face in my hands. Her eyes had glazed over in lust and her lips were full and wanting. I bent down slowly to fulfil her needs when suddenly, the bathroom door flew open and we both turned around immediately.
“Cass... woah, hey Harry!” Rachel was standing in the doorway, not embarrassed at all. Cassie started squealing and belted from the shower, basically jumping at Rachel. They tumbled down to the floor. I turned off the water and got out as well, trying to hide my very obvious hard-on by knotting a towel round my waist.
“When did you get here?” Cassie now asked her friend, rolling off the petite actress. They both looked at each other happily, sitting on the floor.
“About 20 minutes ago, Liam told me which room you are in. Sorry if I interrupted something,” she said with a wink into my direction.
“Oh, we were just wrestling is all,” Cassie said casually and helped Rachel up.
“Sure, Cassie, I also always wrestle in my underwear. In the shower,” Rachel said sarcastically. Cassie just laughed and went over to her suitcase.
“We should get dressed and get to the venue. B told me yesterday that there's still some decisions to be made,” she explained and got out some clothes.
“Right, you know where it is, right? Can you take me? I came with Niall and we got lost about a million times,” she sighed.
“Niall's here, too?” I then chimed in and Rachel nodded.
“Room 236, I think,” she said and I also picked some clothes and vanished into the bathroom.
Cassie's POV:
Harry closed the bathroom door behind him and I just shrugged my shoulders and stripped off my wet underwear. Rachel sat down on the bed, watching me curiously.
“So... he cheated on her yet?” she asked. I huffed slightly.
“It's hard, Rachel. Not being together when we're so close. But I don't want to be the home-wrecker,” I said, putting on some shorts.
“Do you still love him?” she asked and I smiled.
“Yes, and he feels the same. We actually talked about it yesterday,” I told her. Her eyebrows shot up in surprise.
“You're very relaxed about all this, Cass,” she then commented. I shrugged my shoulders.
“I know we'll be together some day, just not now. But it's so hard not to jump him the whole time,” I sighed and sat down next to her.
“That's exactly why you'll be taking me to that castle or whatever and he's going with someone else!” she chirped and tugged me by the hand. I laughed and quickly put on my shirt. Harry just came out of the bathroom, fully dressed.
“I'm taking Rachel to the castle, you're meeting us there?” I asked him. A smirk began to play on the corner of his mouth and he turned to Rachel.
“Fine with me, but don't say I didn't warn you, Rachel. Cassie's a bit of a reckless driver,” he said. I huffed in fake shock and put a hand over my heart.
“Tell me something I didn't already know, Styles” Rachel just laughed and dragged me out of the room. Before the door closed, I turned around and stuck my tongue at him. Cheeky bastard just grinned and waved.
5 hours later:
“That's the last of the plants now, B. Do you need some more help?” I asked my friend while putting down a nice little white flower pot. She looked around a minute before smiling content.
“No, I don't think so. The rest is all heavy lifting. Do you think it looks good?” she asked and I straightened up and looked around the round garden at Dunvegan castle. B and Liam had transformed the place into a very romantic wedding site.
“It's beautiful. I mean, I love this place anyway, but you have made it even prettier,” I said honestly. She hugged me tightly.
“Thanks so much, Cassie. Now, we should get back to the hotel. I still have to show you, Rachel, Demi and Coco your bridesmaid dresses. And not to forget the rehearsal dinner tonight!” she then said, flailing her hands around.
“Calm down, B, it's only 3 PM. There's loads of time. In fact, do you mind if I take a little detour? I promise I'll be at the hotel in time,” I asked her. She looked at me curiously.
“You're going to Neist Point, right?” she asked. I smiled and nodded.
“You know me too well. I won't be long, I promise,” I ensured her.
“Alright, but take Harry with you, he's just getting in my way,” she ordered, pointing over at a very passive Harry, sitting on a bench, texting.
“Fine, I'll show him my sacred place if the bride wants it,” I said and walked away. “Come on, we're going somewhere,” I grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him from the bench.
“What is happening?” he asked, confused.
“We're done here, and I want to go somewhere. Behati ordered you to come with,” I explained and we made our way through the magnificent garden. He took my hand and smiled at me happily.
“Anytime,” he said and I chuckled. We walked to the car in silence.
“It should take about 20 minutes until we get there. And then there's some walking,” I told him while starting the engine.
“Walking? Where are we going, Cassie?” he asked, slightly shocked.
“You'll see,” I said cryptically.
20 minutes later:
“I swear to god, Cass, I'm never driving around Scotland with you ever again,” Harry said with a quiver in his voice after I swerved out of the way of the third sheep on the road now.
“Calm down, Harry, we're almost there,” I said while going up the hill to the parking lot. I parked and got out, grabbing a water bottle and some hiking shoes from the trunk.
“Where are we?” he asked curiously. I smiled, took his hand, and led him to the edge of the lot. I stopped and heard him gasp besides me. Beneath us was a big green hill, a steep path leading down and all the way up, surrounded by the great northern sea. “Wow,” I could hear him say next to me.
“Welcome to Neist Point, Harry. The most western point of Skye,” I said and made my way to the foot path. We descended down countless steps and started our way up the hill. Once we were at the top, we could see the lighthouse behind.
“Is this the place you told me about once?” Harry then asked. I nodded and enjoyed the wind.
“Come on, now,” I encouraged him and we made our way down. Before we got to the lighthouse, I swerved towards the right side.
“Where are you going? There's only cliffs there!” Harry exclaimed.
“Exactly,” I said and motioned for him to follow me. I made my way to what seemed to be the edge of the cliffs, but once you stepped closer, you could see that the stone was shaped like giant steps and you could easily climb down and be hidden from view. I did exactly that and stopped at a broad place, where Harry and I could both sit comfortably. Looking over the edge of the stone, it went about 30 meters straight down to the sea. Turning around, I saw Harry carefully coming after me. He sighed once he got to the place I was and joined me at the edge, immediately taking a step back once he looked down.
“That's a bit scary,” he whined and made a pitiful expression. I laughed.
“Oh, come on, nothing's gonna happen. Sit down with me,” I motioned to the back of the base, where I sat down leaning against the cold stone. He did the same and we sat there, looking out at the sea. Seagulls were soaring above us, and all we heard was the soft swish of the wind, the crashing of the waves against the stone and the faint cry of the birds.
“This is...” Harry started, but had trouble phrasing his thoughts, “...one of the most amazing places I've ever been.” he then finished.
“I know,” I said and took his hand. He faced away from the ocean and looked at me.
“What happened to you, Cassie?” he asked out of the blue.
“What do you mean?” I asked surprised.
“This here, this is you. You belong to the wild, you are melancholic and thoughtful. But all I see of you these days is a wild party girl who snogs a lot of guys,” he explained and I felt a sting in my heart. I turned away from him, a bit hurt.
“I am so sorry that we are this way, but you shouldn't act like you do now,” he continued. “I know you are not the bad girl the media makes you out to be,” he concluded. I swallowed hard, but didn't say anything.
“Cassie... look at me,” he brought his hand to my chin and made me look at his face. “I don't want to hurt you, but you are an amazing woman, and you shouldn't sell yourself short. Why are you like this?” he finally got through to me. I felt tears fill my eyes and anger boil up inside me.
“You want to know why I am this way, Harry?” I asked and he nodded. “I am the bad girl because that's what every one makes me out to be. All I ever wanted was to be with you, but we just couldn't. First it was colliding schedules, then it was Taylor, then it was Kit, then it was management which practically forced me to go out and party. Then you got your nice little girlfriend, and what do I have now? Nothing! I am tired of pretending, I am tired of being someone I am not,” I let it all out. “I just want to hide out in a nice little cottage, write and drink all day and forget the mess my life is right now. All I want is to be with you, but we just can't,” tears were now freely streaming down my face. He tried to say something, but I put a finger on his mouth. “And don't say that you'll leave her for me now, because that's just counter-productive. Everyone will think I broke you up, and I can't bear to have another bad quality trait associated with me. Besides, I think I am now more broken then I was 2 years ago when you met me. I need to fix myself before being with you,” I concluded sadly. We stared at each other for a long time before he broke the silence.
“I am so sorry,” he finally said. I just nodded and got up.
“We should get back, the dinner will start soon,” I said and wiped away the tears. I motioned to leave, but he captured my wrist and pulled me against his chest.
“We will work this out, Cassie. I promise you here and now, we will be together one day, for the rest of our days,” he said solemnly and I fought hard not to start sobbing again.
“Okay. If not, I'll push you over that cliff, you bastard” I then said, making him laugh.
“That's my Cassie,” he said and gave me a soft kiss on the forehead. “Now, let' s get back.”
1,5 hours later, at the hotel:
Behati's POV:
“Where is she? She said it wouldn't take that long!” I was a bit furious with Cassie. Demi and Coco had arrived, and Rachel was there, too. We were sitting around in my suite, waiting for Cassie so we could choose the dresses. I had chosen 4 silk Lanvin dresses for my bridesmaids, all slightly Grecian-style. I just didn't want to choose which girl would wear which dress. They should choose themselves. And for that to happen, we needed Cassie.
“She still doesn't pick up,” Rachel sighed, putting her phone down.
“I'm gonna kill her if she didn't already fall off that cliff,” I grunted.
“Which cliff?” Coco asked.
“She went to some lighthouse,” Rachel answered for me. I took a deep gulp from the champagne that was on the table. The dinner would be starting in 2 hours, and we needed about an hour to get back there. I let out a frustrated grunt when the door flew upon and Cassie stormed in.
“I am so sorry, we had a little incident with a sheep,” she said, wiping her strangely red hands nervously.
“Is that blood?” I almost screamed at her.
“Technically, but the sheep's fine now. Let me just get washed up and we can get started,” she said quickly and vanished into the bathroom. Rachel and Demi sat on the bed, trying their best not to laugh while Coco just stared after her.
“She's... interesting,” my best model-friend finally said. I looked at her shocked expression and finally started laughing myself.
“She is, that's why I love her so much,” I said and the mood immediately started to get lighter. Cassie came back from the bathroom and greeted Demi and Coco. She then hugged me to her side, giving me a sloppy kiss on the cheek.
“I'm sorry, B, but I'm all here now,” she said and I looked sceptically at her slightly blood-shot eyes. Had she been crying? Well, never mind now. There were more important things to do.
“Here, my ladies,” I started off, guiding them into the walk-in closet attached to the suite “are 4 outfits. I want each of you to choose one.” I turned around and looked at their faces, seeing the dresses. They looked pleasantly surprised.
“Wow, Bee, these are fantastic!” Coco finally said and stepped to the purple outfit. I smiled, glad to see that they liked what I put together. I was so excited for my big day.
Rehearsal Dinner:
Harry's POV:
I drove to the dinner with Louis, trying my best to stay away from Cassie and her driving skills. When we hit that sheep earlier, I thought it would be dead for sure, but it turned out it only went into early labour. 10 minutes later, a little lamb popped out of it. It was one of the most surreal things that has ever happened to me. We entered the castle and made our way to the dining area. Liam and Behati were already there, so were Zayn, Niall and Demi. We walked over to them.
“Hey guys,” I said and grabbed a glass of champagne from a passing waiter.
“Cassie and Rachel not come with you guys?” Demi asked immediately. We shook our heads. “That's weird,” she then wondered.
“I'm sure they'll be here every minute now,” Niall rubbed a hand soothingly down her back. I smiled at them, happy that they were still going strong.
“I'm gonna get something real to drink, anybody want some?” Zayn asked and motioned towards the bar.
“Yeah, I'll join you,” I said and we went over.
“So, how's it been with Cassie and you?” he asked me once we had ordered.
“Well, I'm not leaving my girlfriend, and we're not getting together anytime soon. But it's okay, I guess,” I sighed and took a deep sip of my Whisky.
“Does that mean I can sleep with her again?” he asked me cheekily. Ever since him and Perrie split, he was quite the womanizer, and Louis told me that he talked about Cassie quite often.
“No,” I said firmly. “She's a mess, Zayn. It would only hurt her,” I reasoned.
“Doesn't look like a mess to me,” he said, motioning over my shoulder. I turned around and saw Rachel and Cassie enter the room. My jaw dropped. She was wearing a beautiful dark-blue dress and looked sort of like a fallen angel. Her make-up was very dark and smokey and she immediately grabbed for a glass of alcohol when the waiter passed her. Zayn and I watched her drown the liquor before Behati hurried over to her and dragged her away somewhere.
“Wow,” I turned back to Zayn. “And she was all covered in blood only about 2 hours ago,” I whistled.
“Blood?” he shot me a questioning look.
“Long story, involves her driving skills and a sheep,” I said with a dismissal wave of my hand. He chuckled lowly.
“Hey guys, dinner's starting,” Liam suddenly appeared behind us and motioned over to the large table. We put our glasses down and went to find our seats. I was happy to see that I was seated next to Cassie.
“You look absolutely beautiful,” I whispered into her ear while sitting down. She smiled at me happily.
“You like quite dashing yourself,” she said with a nod towards my suit. I smiled back and gave her a short peck on the cheek, inhaling her familiar scent.
“Hey, guys, will you stop the PDA? There's a photographer around,” Demi suddenly chirped in from my right side. I saw Cassie blush a slight shade of pink before turning away from me.
The first 20 minutes of the dinner went absolutely relaxed, we all enjoyed the food and made small talk. It was getting hotter and hotter inside the small room, though, and I soon lost my jacket. Cassie, who was wearing tights, excused herself to the bathroom at one point and came back tight-less. I smiled at her while she sat down next to Zayn. We were now switching around from time to time, to talk to all of the guests. I watched sceptically as her hand wandered into his suit jacket, and they smiled at each other cheekily. Too cheekily. Immediately, I pulled out my phone and texted him.
To: Zayn
Mate, I would stop flirting with Cassie right now. I will be seriously pissed at you if you shag her.
I put it back, only to hear it beep about a minute later.
From: Zayn
I can't help it if she's coming onto me.
I looked up and caught Zayn's look. He seemed sorry, but the way he put his hands on Cassie's waist when she leant in to whisper to him that second, made me believe that it wasn't just all her. Luckily for me, it was time for speeches, and Niall started his about Liam.
As always, he did a great job, and everyone clapped frantically at the end. Then it was Cassie's turn. She stood up and delivered a funny and emotional story of how Behati and her got through those last years and how she knew when she introduced the two of them, that this would be a life-long thing. I was amazed at how good she was at this, but then again, she was an actress. Everybody clapped again, and we slowly got up to make our way home. I made my way over to Cassie.
“Hey, I hope you won't be driving home yourself,” I started. “You rather seemed to enjoy that Whisky.”
“Oh, don't worry, Rachel drove here. Which was quite hilarious, I might add. Also the reason we were late,” she laughed. I put my arm at the small of her back and guided her outside.
“So, I'll see you at the hotel room?” I asked when we reached the parking lot.
“Yeah, see you in a bit,” she waved and made her way over to the black car where Rachel was already waiting. Someone came up behind me and grabbed my elbow.
“Come on, Hazza, you have a beautiful lady at home, waiting for ya,” Louis said and motioned me towards his car. I sighed and got in.
“I know, Lou, I know.”
Cassie's POV:
I was in stitches when we arrived back at the hotel about half an hour later. Rachel driving on the left-hand side was absolutely hilarious.
“I am never doing this again!” she protested when we got out. I linked my arm in hers and we walked in. The elevator stopped at her floor and I gave her a soft peck when she left.
“See you tomorrow morning, sleep tight!” I said and the doors closed. I made the way into our room, where I found Harry lounging on the bed in his boxers, watching TV. “Hey,” I greeted and went over to the closet, undressing without any shame. It's not like he hasn't seen me naked before. I heard him groan in frustration.
“The things you do to me, Cass...” he said and I quickly put on a shirt and some of his boxers from his suitcase. “And who said you could wear my clothes?” he protested while I crawled over him to my side of the bed.
“I figured,” I said casually and grabbed for the water bottle on the nightstand. It was just after midnight, and I was ready to turn in early. Tomorrow was the big day. Just then, my phone began ringing. I looked at the caller ID and smiled before answering it.
“Yeah?”
“I got something of yours, do you want it back?” the deep voice at the other end teased. I giggled like a school girl.
“I dunno, do you think I need it tomorrow?” I asked innocently.
“Dear god, Cassie... I swear, if we're not gonna fuck anytime soon, I'll do bad things,” Zayn groaned.
“Let me just get that thing you have really quickly. Which room?” I asked and he answered. I then hung up and grabbed the keycard.
“Where are you going?” Harry asked sceptically. Right, I forgot, he was still there.
“Rachel has something of mine, I'm just gonna fetch it real quick. Don't wait up,” I said and was already out the door. Zayn's room was on the same floor, and I looked around, making sure nobody saw me when I knocked. He only opened up a small gap and pulled me inside. Before I knew what was happening, he had already gotten a hold of me and carried me over to his bed. Once I landed on it with him on top of me, his mouth covered mine instantly. I kissed back passionately before he broke free for a moment. He straddled me and held up his left hand, where my thong was dangling from his fingers. The one I had put into his pocket during the dinner.
“You're such a tease, Cass,” he said darkly.
“It was really, really hot in there,” I said innocently. He laughed and bent down to kiss me again. His hands wandered underneath my shirt and shorts, and I moaned loudly when he touched my wet womanhood. At that moment, there was a loud knock on the door. We both froze in our movements.
“Bathroom,” Zayn said quickly and I ran into the tiny room, leaving the door open a notch.
“Where is she?” I could hear an angry voice when Zayn opened the door. Harry? How did he know?
“Listen, mate...” Zayn started, but I could already hear the footsteps coming towards the room I was in and the door flung open only seconds later. A furiously-looking Harry stood there, glaring daggers at me.
“You're not sleeping with him, Cassie. Not again,” he said with a poisonous tone in his voice while he brutally picked me up to throw me around his shoulder. What is it with people carrying me around today? I didn't say anything, I just gave a short wave to Zayn and let Harry carry me back to our room, where he not so softly flung me on the bed.
“That was not your place to step in, Harry,” I finally said, watching him pace around the room still angry.
“Not my place?” he almost screamed at me “Cassie, you confessed your love for me two days ago, and now you want to shag one of my best mates? What is wrong with you?” he exclaimed. I tried to stay calm, but his offensive demeanour made me angry, too.
“And now YOU are angry with me? Last I looked, you were shagging someone else the entire time! Who says I can't get some when I need it? Do you even know how frustrating it is to be around you the whole day long? To share a room with you? I wanted to use Zayn to get the thought of us fucking out of my mind before I do something we're both gonna regret!” I screamed back at him. He stopped pacing around and looked at me with fury in his eyes.
“YOU are frustrated with the situation?” he asked intensely. “How do you think I must feel? All you ever walk around in is your underwear, really short shorts or hot dresses! I want to fuck the shit out of you every fucking minute!” Harry yelled, stepping closer to me. We were now only inches apart, both breathing heavily and angry at each other.
“Then why don't you just fucking do it!” I yelled back. Silence followed after that and our eyes met once again. He took in a short breath before his lips came crashing down on mine and we practically flew back onto the bed.
“Oh, fuck this,” he groaned and began kissing down my collarbone. My head told me that this was extremely wrong, but my body reacted in a very different way and I let go a loud moan.
“Harry....” I said while he put two fingers into my pussy. I arched my back against his touch and locked eyes with him. They were now dark, almost black, and he looked angry still. However, that was even more of a turn-on for me. He started pumping in and out, and my eyes rolled back into my head while I tore off my shirt. His free hand started playing with my nipples, and I arched more and more into his touch. I was already close to my orgasm.
“Oh, not so fast, little kitten,” he then said and removed his fingers. I wanted to protest, but he got rid of his boxers and placed his already hard dick at my entrance, pushing against my clit slightly. I sighed at the pleasing sensation. “Do you want me to fuck you, Cassie?” he asked, his voice even more huskily than I remembered.
“Yes, please, Harry. Fuck me,” I whispered and he grinned before pushing himself into me. Damn it, he was even bigger than I remembered. I let out a small scream and smiled contently while he began pumping into me.
“I am the only one who gets to fuck you like that, understood?” he asked angrily and I nodded. He then looked satisfied and motioned for my to turn around so that he could take me doggy-style. I followed his orders and moaned in pleasure while he entered me again. Harry placed one hand at my clit and started applying pressure and I had to swallow hard. He was literally fucking me into a trance.
“Don't... stop,” I yelped and he increased his speed even further before I could not take it anymore and practically fell apart underneath him. Shortly after my orgasm set in, he came, too and spilled his sweet juice into me. We rode it out a bit before he withdrew and we both lay down on the bed on our backs, panting like crazy.
“I missed fucking you,” he then said. Wow, what a charmer.
“Me, too” I gave back, equally as charming. He cleaned himself and me up with a tissue and turned off the lamp on the nightstand before spooning me from behind.
“Time to go to bed now, Cass. Big day tomorrow,” he said and gave me a sweet kiss. I was confused. What just happened? Where did angry Harry go? We needed to talk about this. But when he put his strong arm around my waist and I could feel his soft curls against my shoulder, I only sighed contently and drifted off to sleep. For all that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream.
Harry's POV:
I woke with a heavy arm around my stomach. Somewhere in the room, a phone was ringing loudly. I groaned and turned to face where the arm was coming from, looking directly at... LIAM! I jolted upwards, making him move in the process. We were situated on the large bed in our suite, and I looked around to find Cassie and Behati asleep on the couch, B on top of C in only their underwear. If I wouldn't have such a fucking hangover, that would have aroused me immensely. Liam groaned loudly and began to stretch. We were both in our boxers, too. Images from last night flashed through my mind, and I remembered the vodka and the weed. A grin spread across my face and Liam got up next to me.
“Mornin'” he mumbled sleepily and looked from me to the girls, smiling as well.
“That was fun,” I stated. He nodded.
“It was. Now I'm pretty sure she'll go at it a bit more relaxed,” he commented and looked for his phone, which was the one ringing. “Hello? Hey, mum. Oh, you're here? Well, just give us 10 minutes, then we'll come down, okay?” he said into the phone absolutely calm while walking over to the couch and picking Behati up, throwing her over his shoulder. He didn't even bother dressing her, he just walked out of the room like that, talking to his mum on the phone and carrying his almost naked soon-to-be-wife over his shoulders. I started laughing out loud. It was just too precious.
“Harry! Stop making all that noise!” a very cranky Cassie made me stop eventually, and I decided to tease her a bit.
“Oh, is someone a bit hungover?” I asked and walked over, sitting down on top of her. She huffed at my weight and opened her eyes slightly.
“Get aff me!” she said slowly and low. I could tell she was about to go all berserk on me if I didn't move.
“Make me,” I whispered leaning down teasingly and she looked at me for a second before her hands shot up my torso and she pulled on one ear while the other grabbed my balls tightly. I groaned loudly and fell to the floor. Now it was her turn to laugh. “Oh, you little...” I said slowly and got up, but she was already on her feet, running to the bathroom. I followed her and she couldn't lock the door fast enough, I came storming in. I picked her up and went into the shower with her struggling and squealing in my arms. I turned on the water, switched it to ice cold and held her in place. Only when her lips were beginning to shake did I turn it to a reasonable temperature. Her struggling stopped and she pulled me into the stream of water with her. She looked at me wearily and I smiled apologetically.
“You're mean,” she said all serious.
“I know, but you deserve it, you got us all high and wasted yesterday,” I justified me being a jerk. She laughed lightly and put her arms around my neck. Her mouth went to my ear and she grazed the lobe slightly with her teeth before she whispered.
“Don't act like you didn't love every minute of it,” she said and I felt blood rushing to my private parts. Cassie was turning me on badly. I pulled away and looked at her for a few seconds. Her green eyes sparkled mischievously and her now wet underwear left little to the imagination. Before I could help myself, I had bent down and sunk my teeth into her neckline, my favourite spot on her body. It was so intimate, so dominating, biting into the soft flesh just there. Cassie responded to my advances by moaning softly and her body began to go limb in my arms.
“Oh, Harry...” she sighed while my hands roamed around her back. My dick grew rock-hard and I took her face in my hands. Her eyes had glazed over in lust and her lips were full and wanting. I bent down slowly to fulfil her needs when suddenly, the bathroom door flew open and we both turned around immediately.
“Cass... woah, hey Harry!” Rachel was standing in the doorway, not embarrassed at all. Cassie started squealing and belted from the shower, basically jumping at Rachel. They tumbled down to the floor. I turned off the water and got out as well, trying to hide my very obvious hard-on by knotting a towel round my waist.
“When did you get here?” Cassie now asked her friend, rolling off the petite actress. They both looked at each other happily, sitting on the floor.
“About 20 minutes ago, Liam told me which room you are in. Sorry if I interrupted something,” she said with a wink into my direction.
“Oh, we were just wrestling is all,” Cassie said casually and helped Rachel up.
“Sure, Cassie, I also always wrestle in my underwear. In the shower,” Rachel said sarcastically. Cassie just laughed and went over to her suitcase.
“We should get dressed and get to the venue. B told me yesterday that there's still some decisions to be made,” she explained and got out some clothes.
“Right, you know where it is, right? Can you take me? I came with Niall and we got lost about a million times,” she sighed.
“Niall's here, too?” I then chimed in and Rachel nodded.
“Room 236, I think,” she said and I also picked some clothes and vanished into the bathroom.
Cassie's POV:
Harry closed the bathroom door behind him and I just shrugged my shoulders and stripped off my wet underwear. Rachel sat down on the bed, watching me curiously.
“So... he cheated on her yet?” she asked. I huffed slightly.
“It's hard, Rachel. Not being together when we're so close. But I don't want to be the home-wrecker,” I said, putting on some shorts.
“Do you still love him?” she asked and I smiled.
“Yes, and he feels the same. We actually talked about it yesterday,” I told her. Her eyebrows shot up in surprise.
“You're very relaxed about all this, Cass,” she then commented. I shrugged my shoulders.
“I know we'll be together some day, just not now. But it's so hard not to jump him the whole time,” I sighed and sat down next to her.
“That's exactly why you'll be taking me to that castle or whatever and he's going with someone else!” she chirped and tugged me by the hand. I laughed and quickly put on my shirt. Harry just came out of the bathroom, fully dressed.
“I'm taking Rachel to the castle, you're meeting us there?” I asked him. A smirk began to play on the corner of his mouth and he turned to Rachel.
“Fine with me, but don't say I didn't warn you, Rachel. Cassie's a bit of a reckless driver,” he said. I huffed in fake shock and put a hand over my heart.
“Tell me something I didn't already know, Styles” Rachel just laughed and dragged me out of the room. Before the door closed, I turned around and stuck my tongue at him. Cheeky bastard just grinned and waved.
5 hours later:
“That's the last of the plants now, B. Do you need some more help?” I asked my friend while putting down a nice little white flower pot. She looked around a minute before smiling content.
“No, I don't think so. The rest is all heavy lifting. Do you think it looks good?” she asked and I straightened up and looked around the round garden at Dunvegan castle. B and Liam had transformed the place into a very romantic wedding site.
“It's beautiful. I mean, I love this place anyway, but you have made it even prettier,” I said honestly. She hugged me tightly.
“Thanks so much, Cassie. Now, we should get back to the hotel. I still have to show you, Rachel, Demi and Coco your bridesmaid dresses. And not to forget the rehearsal dinner tonight!” she then said, flailing her hands around.
“Calm down, B, it's only 3 PM. There's loads of time. In fact, do you mind if I take a little detour? I promise I'll be at the hotel in time,” I asked her. She looked at me curiously.
“You're going to Neist Point, right?” she asked. I smiled and nodded.
“You know me too well. I won't be long, I promise,” I ensured her.
“Alright, but take Harry with you, he's just getting in my way,” she ordered, pointing over at a very passive Harry, sitting on a bench, texting.
“Fine, I'll show him my sacred place if the bride wants it,” I said and walked away. “Come on, we're going somewhere,” I grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him from the bench.
“What is happening?” he asked, confused.
“We're done here, and I want to go somewhere. Behati ordered you to come with,” I explained and we made our way through the magnificent garden. He took my hand and smiled at me happily.
“Anytime,” he said and I chuckled. We walked to the car in silence.
“It should take about 20 minutes until we get there. And then there's some walking,” I told him while starting the engine.
“Walking? Where are we going, Cassie?” he asked, slightly shocked.
“You'll see,” I said cryptically.
20 minutes later:
“I swear to god, Cass, I'm never driving around Scotland with you ever again,” Harry said with a quiver in his voice after I swerved out of the way of the third sheep on the road now.
“Calm down, Harry, we're almost there,” I said while going up the hill to the parking lot. I parked and got out, grabbing a water bottle and some hiking shoes from the trunk.
“Where are we?” he asked curiously. I smiled, took his hand, and led him to the edge of the lot. I stopped and heard him gasp besides me. Beneath us was a big green hill, a steep path leading down and all the way up, surrounded by the great northern sea. “Wow,” I could hear him say next to me.
“Welcome to Neist Point, Harry. The most western point of Skye,” I said and made my way to the foot path. We descended down countless steps and started our way up the hill. Once we were at the top, we could see the lighthouse behind.
“Is this the place you told me about once?” Harry then asked. I nodded and enjoyed the wind.
“Come on, now,” I encouraged him and we made our way down. Before we got to the lighthouse, I swerved towards the right side.
“Where are you going? There's only cliffs there!” Harry exclaimed.
“Exactly,” I said and motioned for him to follow me. I made my way to what seemed to be the edge of the cliffs, but once you stepped closer, you could see that the stone was shaped like giant steps and you could easily climb down and be hidden from view. I did exactly that and stopped at a broad place, where Harry and I could both sit comfortably. Looking over the edge of the stone, it went about 30 meters straight down to the sea. Turning around, I saw Harry carefully coming after me. He sighed once he got to the place I was and joined me at the edge, immediately taking a step back once he looked down.
“That's a bit scary,” he whined and made a pitiful expression. I laughed.
“Oh, come on, nothing's gonna happen. Sit down with me,” I motioned to the back of the base, where I sat down leaning against the cold stone. He did the same and we sat there, looking out at the sea. Seagulls were soaring above us, and all we heard was the soft swish of the wind, the crashing of the waves against the stone and the faint cry of the birds.
“This is...” Harry started, but had trouble phrasing his thoughts, “...one of the most amazing places I've ever been.” he then finished.
“I know,” I said and took his hand. He faced away from the ocean and looked at me.
“What happened to you, Cassie?” he asked out of the blue.
“What do you mean?” I asked surprised.
“This here, this is you. You belong to the wild, you are melancholic and thoughtful. But all I see of you these days is a wild party girl who snogs a lot of guys,” he explained and I felt a sting in my heart. I turned away from him, a bit hurt.
“I am so sorry that we are this way, but you shouldn't act like you do now,” he continued. “I know you are not the bad girl the media makes you out to be,” he concluded. I swallowed hard, but didn't say anything.
“Cassie... look at me,” he brought his hand to my chin and made me look at his face. “I don't want to hurt you, but you are an amazing woman, and you shouldn't sell yourself short. Why are you like this?” he finally got through to me. I felt tears fill my eyes and anger boil up inside me.
“You want to know why I am this way, Harry?” I asked and he nodded. “I am the bad girl because that's what every one makes me out to be. All I ever wanted was to be with you, but we just couldn't. First it was colliding schedules, then it was Taylor, then it was Kit, then it was management which practically forced me to go out and party. Then you got your nice little girlfriend, and what do I have now? Nothing! I am tired of pretending, I am tired of being someone I am not,” I let it all out. “I just want to hide out in a nice little cottage, write and drink all day and forget the mess my life is right now. All I want is to be with you, but we just can't,” tears were now freely streaming down my face. He tried to say something, but I put a finger on his mouth. “And don't say that you'll leave her for me now, because that's just counter-productive. Everyone will think I broke you up, and I can't bear to have another bad quality trait associated with me. Besides, I think I am now more broken then I was 2 years ago when you met me. I need to fix myself before being with you,” I concluded sadly. We stared at each other for a long time before he broke the silence.
“I am so sorry,” he finally said. I just nodded and got up.
“We should get back, the dinner will start soon,” I said and wiped away the tears. I motioned to leave, but he captured my wrist and pulled me against his chest.
“We will work this out, Cassie. I promise you here and now, we will be together one day, for the rest of our days,” he said solemnly and I fought hard not to start sobbing again.
“Okay. If not, I'll push you over that cliff, you bastard” I then said, making him laugh.
“That's my Cassie,” he said and gave me a soft kiss on the forehead. “Now, let' s get back.”
1,5 hours later, at the hotel:
Behati's POV:
“Where is she? She said it wouldn't take that long!” I was a bit furious with Cassie. Demi and Coco had arrived, and Rachel was there, too. We were sitting around in my suite, waiting for Cassie so we could choose the dresses. I had chosen 4 silk Lanvin dresses for my bridesmaids, all slightly Grecian-style. I just didn't want to choose which girl would wear which dress. They should choose themselves. And for that to happen, we needed Cassie.
“She still doesn't pick up,” Rachel sighed, putting her phone down.
“I'm gonna kill her if she didn't already fall off that cliff,” I grunted.
“Which cliff?” Coco asked.
“She went to some lighthouse,” Rachel answered for me. I took a deep gulp from the champagne that was on the table. The dinner would be starting in 2 hours, and we needed about an hour to get back there. I let out a frustrated grunt when the door flew upon and Cassie stormed in.
“I am so sorry, we had a little incident with a sheep,” she said, wiping her strangely red hands nervously.
“Is that blood?” I almost screamed at her.
“Technically, but the sheep's fine now. Let me just get washed up and we can get started,” she said quickly and vanished into the bathroom. Rachel and Demi sat on the bed, trying their best not to laugh while Coco just stared after her.
“She's... interesting,” my best model-friend finally said. I looked at her shocked expression and finally started laughing myself.
“She is, that's why I love her so much,” I said and the mood immediately started to get lighter. Cassie came back from the bathroom and greeted Demi and Coco. She then hugged me to her side, giving me a sloppy kiss on the cheek.
“I'm sorry, B, but I'm all here now,” she said and I looked sceptically at her slightly blood-shot eyes. Had she been crying? Well, never mind now. There were more important things to do.
“Here, my ladies,” I started off, guiding them into the walk-in closet attached to the suite “are 4 outfits. I want each of you to choose one.” I turned around and looked at their faces, seeing the dresses. They looked pleasantly surprised.
“Wow, Bee, these are fantastic!” Coco finally said and stepped to the purple outfit. I smiled, glad to see that they liked what I put together. I was so excited for my big day.
Rehearsal Dinner:
Harry's POV:
I drove to the dinner with Louis, trying my best to stay away from Cassie and her driving skills. When we hit that sheep earlier, I thought it would be dead for sure, but it turned out it only went into early labour. 10 minutes later, a little lamb popped out of it. It was one of the most surreal things that has ever happened to me. We entered the castle and made our way to the dining area. Liam and Behati were already there, so were Zayn, Niall and Demi. We walked over to them.
“Hey guys,” I said and grabbed a glass of champagne from a passing waiter.
“Cassie and Rachel not come with you guys?” Demi asked immediately. We shook our heads. “That's weird,” she then wondered.
“I'm sure they'll be here every minute now,” Niall rubbed a hand soothingly down her back. I smiled at them, happy that they were still going strong.
“I'm gonna get something real to drink, anybody want some?” Zayn asked and motioned towards the bar.
“Yeah, I'll join you,” I said and we went over.
“So, how's it been with Cassie and you?” he asked me once we had ordered.
“Well, I'm not leaving my girlfriend, and we're not getting together anytime soon. But it's okay, I guess,” I sighed and took a deep sip of my Whisky.
“Does that mean I can sleep with her again?” he asked me cheekily. Ever since him and Perrie split, he was quite the womanizer, and Louis told me that he talked about Cassie quite often.
“No,” I said firmly. “She's a mess, Zayn. It would only hurt her,” I reasoned.
“Doesn't look like a mess to me,” he said, motioning over my shoulder. I turned around and saw Rachel and Cassie enter the room. My jaw dropped. She was wearing a beautiful dark-blue dress and looked sort of like a fallen angel. Her make-up was very dark and smokey and she immediately grabbed for a glass of alcohol when the waiter passed her. Zayn and I watched her drown the liquor before Behati hurried over to her and dragged her away somewhere.
“Wow,” I turned back to Zayn. “And she was all covered in blood only about 2 hours ago,” I whistled.
“Blood?” he shot me a questioning look.
“Long story, involves her driving skills and a sheep,” I said with a dismissal wave of my hand. He chuckled lowly.
“Hey guys, dinner's starting,” Liam suddenly appeared behind us and motioned over to the large table. We put our glasses down and went to find our seats. I was happy to see that I was seated next to Cassie.
“You look absolutely beautiful,” I whispered into her ear while sitting down. She smiled at me happily.
“You like quite dashing yourself,” she said with a nod towards my suit. I smiled back and gave her a short peck on the cheek, inhaling her familiar scent.
“Hey, guys, will you stop the PDA? There's a photographer around,” Demi suddenly chirped in from my right side. I saw Cassie blush a slight shade of pink before turning away from me.
The first 20 minutes of the dinner went absolutely relaxed, we all enjoyed the food and made small talk. It was getting hotter and hotter inside the small room, though, and I soon lost my jacket. Cassie, who was wearing tights, excused herself to the bathroom at one point and came back tight-less. I smiled at her while she sat down next to Zayn. We were now switching around from time to time, to talk to all of the guests. I watched sceptically as her hand wandered into his suit jacket, and they smiled at each other cheekily. Too cheekily. Immediately, I pulled out my phone and texted him.
To: Zayn
Mate, I would stop flirting with Cassie right now. I will be seriously pissed at you if you shag her.
I put it back, only to hear it beep about a minute later.
From: Zayn
I can't help it if she's coming onto me.
I looked up and caught Zayn's look. He seemed sorry, but the way he put his hands on Cassie's waist when she leant in to whisper to him that second, made me believe that it wasn't just all her. Luckily for me, it was time for speeches, and Niall started his about Liam.
As always, he did a great job, and everyone clapped frantically at the end. Then it was Cassie's turn. She stood up and delivered a funny and emotional story of how Behati and her got through those last years and how she knew when she introduced the two of them, that this would be a life-long thing. I was amazed at how good she was at this, but then again, she was an actress. Everybody clapped again, and we slowly got up to make our way home. I made my way over to Cassie.
“Hey, I hope you won't be driving home yourself,” I started. “You rather seemed to enjoy that Whisky.”
“Oh, don't worry, Rachel drove here. Which was quite hilarious, I might add. Also the reason we were late,” she laughed. I put my arm at the small of her back and guided her outside.
“So, I'll see you at the hotel room?” I asked when we reached the parking lot.
“Yeah, see you in a bit,” she waved and made her way over to the black car where Rachel was already waiting. Someone came up behind me and grabbed my elbow.
“Come on, Hazza, you have a beautiful lady at home, waiting for ya,” Louis said and motioned me towards his car. I sighed and got in.
“I know, Lou, I know.”
Cassie's POV:
I was in stitches when we arrived back at the hotel about half an hour later. Rachel driving on the left-hand side was absolutely hilarious.
“I am never doing this again!” she protested when we got out. I linked my arm in hers and we walked in. The elevator stopped at her floor and I gave her a soft peck when she left.
“See you tomorrow morning, sleep tight!” I said and the doors closed. I made the way into our room, where I found Harry lounging on the bed in his boxers, watching TV. “Hey,” I greeted and went over to the closet, undressing without any shame. It's not like he hasn't seen me naked before. I heard him groan in frustration.
“The things you do to me, Cass...” he said and I quickly put on a shirt and some of his boxers from his suitcase. “And who said you could wear my clothes?” he protested while I crawled over him to my side of the bed.
“I figured,” I said casually and grabbed for the water bottle on the nightstand. It was just after midnight, and I was ready to turn in early. Tomorrow was the big day. Just then, my phone began ringing. I looked at the caller ID and smiled before answering it.
“Yeah?”
“I got something of yours, do you want it back?” the deep voice at the other end teased. I giggled like a school girl.
“I dunno, do you think I need it tomorrow?” I asked innocently.
“Dear god, Cassie... I swear, if we're not gonna fuck anytime soon, I'll do bad things,” Zayn groaned.
“Let me just get that thing you have really quickly. Which room?” I asked and he answered. I then hung up and grabbed the keycard.
“Where are you going?” Harry asked sceptically. Right, I forgot, he was still there.
“Rachel has something of mine, I'm just gonna fetch it real quick. Don't wait up,” I said and was already out the door. Zayn's room was on the same floor, and I looked around, making sure nobody saw me when I knocked. He only opened up a small gap and pulled me inside. Before I knew what was happening, he had already gotten a hold of me and carried me over to his bed. Once I landed on it with him on top of me, his mouth covered mine instantly. I kissed back passionately before he broke free for a moment. He straddled me and held up his left hand, where my thong was dangling from his fingers. The one I had put into his pocket during the dinner.
“You're such a tease, Cass,” he said darkly.
“It was really, really hot in there,” I said innocently. He laughed and bent down to kiss me again. His hands wandered underneath my shirt and shorts, and I moaned loudly when he touched my wet womanhood. At that moment, there was a loud knock on the door. We both froze in our movements.
“Bathroom,” Zayn said quickly and I ran into the tiny room, leaving the door open a notch.
“Where is she?” I could hear an angry voice when Zayn opened the door. Harry? How did he know?
“Listen, mate...” Zayn started, but I could already hear the footsteps coming towards the room I was in and the door flung open only seconds later. A furiously-looking Harry stood there, glaring daggers at me.
“You're not sleeping with him, Cassie. Not again,” he said with a poisonous tone in his voice while he brutally picked me up to throw me around his shoulder. What is it with people carrying me around today? I didn't say anything, I just gave a short wave to Zayn and let Harry carry me back to our room, where he not so softly flung me on the bed.
“That was not your place to step in, Harry,” I finally said, watching him pace around the room still angry.
“Not my place?” he almost screamed at me “Cassie, you confessed your love for me two days ago, and now you want to shag one of my best mates? What is wrong with you?” he exclaimed. I tried to stay calm, but his offensive demeanour made me angry, too.
“And now YOU are angry with me? Last I looked, you were shagging someone else the entire time! Who says I can't get some when I need it? Do you even know how frustrating it is to be around you the whole day long? To share a room with you? I wanted to use Zayn to get the thought of us fucking out of my mind before I do something we're both gonna regret!” I screamed back at him. He stopped pacing around and looked at me with fury in his eyes.
“YOU are frustrated with the situation?” he asked intensely. “How do you think I must feel? All you ever walk around in is your underwear, really short shorts or hot dresses! I want to fuck the shit out of you every fucking minute!” Harry yelled, stepping closer to me. We were now only inches apart, both breathing heavily and angry at each other.
“Then why don't you just fucking do it!” I yelled back. Silence followed after that and our eyes met once again. He took in a short breath before his lips came crashing down on mine and we practically flew back onto the bed.
“Oh, fuck this,” he groaned and began kissing down my collarbone. My head told me that this was extremely wrong, but my body reacted in a very different way and I let go a loud moan.
“Harry....” I said while he put two fingers into my pussy. I arched my back against his touch and locked eyes with him. They were now dark, almost black, and he looked angry still. However, that was even more of a turn-on for me. He started pumping in and out, and my eyes rolled back into my head while I tore off my shirt. His free hand started playing with my nipples, and I arched more and more into his touch. I was already close to my orgasm.
“Oh, not so fast, little kitten,” he then said and removed his fingers. I wanted to protest, but he got rid of his boxers and placed his already hard dick at my entrance, pushing against my clit slightly. I sighed at the pleasing sensation. “Do you want me to fuck you, Cassie?” he asked, his voice even more huskily than I remembered.
“Yes, please, Harry. Fuck me,” I whispered and he grinned before pushing himself into me. Damn it, he was even bigger than I remembered. I let out a small scream and smiled contently while he began pumping into me.
“I am the only one who gets to fuck you like that, understood?” he asked angrily and I nodded. He then looked satisfied and motioned for my to turn around so that he could take me doggy-style. I followed his orders and moaned in pleasure while he entered me again. Harry placed one hand at my clit and started applying pressure and I had to swallow hard. He was literally fucking me into a trance.
“Don't... stop,” I yelped and he increased his speed even further before I could not take it anymore and practically fell apart underneath him. Shortly after my orgasm set in, he came, too and spilled his sweet juice into me. We rode it out a bit before he withdrew and we both lay down on the bed on our backs, panting like crazy.
“I missed fucking you,” he then said. Wow, what a charmer.
“Me, too” I gave back, equally as charming. He cleaned himself and me up with a tissue and turned off the lamp on the nightstand before spooning me from behind.
“Time to go to bed now, Cass. Big day tomorrow,” he said and gave me a sweet kiss. I was confused. What just happened? Where did angry Harry go? We needed to talk about this. But when he put his strong arm around my waist and I could feel his soft curls against my shoulder, I only sighed contently and drifted off to sleep. For all that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream.
9/16/13