The Bodyguard.

~Harry's POV~
I was awoken by someone jumping on my bed. The bed wasn't shaking that much, so I knew it couldn't be one of the boys. I opened by eyes to see Lux peering back at me, mischief in her eyes. I look at the time; nine o'clock in the morning. I groan, “Morning Lux.”
“Wake up Harry!” she pokes my nose.
I pull her down onto the bed and start tickling the hell out of this little girl. Her giggles fill the room and I find myself laughing with her. Lux has given me a look into being a parent, and I know that I for sure want children. I would love to spoil my daughter rotten.
I'm not saying I want children right now, because I don't. But I can't help but think back to the first night I met Max; she said her “parts were broken”. We have never used a condom. I can only assume that means she can never have children. Sure, there is always adoption but it's not the same. They won't have my eyes or Max's smile and cute little nose, for example.
Whoa, did I just admit I want to have kids with Max?
I feel like I'm falling way too fast for this girl. Maybe I should cut it off now. What are we gonna do, hide our relationship for the rest of our lives so she can keep her job? I can't do that. Sometimes I wish I wasn't famous.
“You hungry?” I ask Lux. She nods her head.
“Go wake Zayn up and he will make you pancakes.” I instruct. Her eyes widen in excitement and she scurries off to a sleeping Zayn. I smirk evilly. I go to the bathroom and brush my teeth before inevitably sneaking to Max's room. I couldn't sleep with her last night because I carried her and Lux to her bed. I woke up when everyone got home. We had fallen asleep cuddling and if I wouldn't have quickly disentangled myself from her before they came into the living room, they definitely would have known something was up between Max and I.
I know I was just talking about how I should end our relationship now, but I can't. I'm drawn to her and I don't want to stay away. I need her.
I lock her bedroom door before quietly getting into bed next to her sleeping figure. She looks so peaceful I almost don't want to wake her. She has to get up soon though, anyway. She is laying on her stomach in a tank top, the blankets draped loosely over her. I kiss her bare shoulder before sliding the blanket down her body and lifting up her top. I start at her lower back and trail kisses up the middle slowly. Halfway up she starts to stir. I kiss behind her ear then whisper, “Wake up, baby.” I lightly bite her earlobe and she slowly opens her eyes.
She greets me with a lazy smile, “Morning, Harry.” I kiss her forehead, her nose, and both her cheeks before kissing her lips. She giggles and pulls me closer to her.
“Where's Lux?” she asks.
“Waking Zayn up.”
“Oh.”
“Do you want to talk yet?” I ask timidly. She can get so defensive sometimes.
She shakes her head before turning her back to me.
Fuck. Way to go, you upset her. Again.
I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her close into me. “I'm not rushing you, love. I just want to help, to be here for you.”
She breathes deeply before putting her hand on mine. “I know. It's just...I'm not ready. And It's too early in the morning to have deep conversations.”
I chuckle softly and kiss her neck. She stretches it to give me better access. “Okay, baby. Let's not talk then.” I suck on her neck while quickly slipping my hand under her panties. She gasps and reaches back to tangle her hands in my hair. I push her legs wide open and begin to work my magic.
Three minutes in and shes moaning into the pillow. I can tell shes close so I pull my fingers out. She whispers in protest and before she can say a word I'm under the blankets completely removing her undergarments and diving in. A couple minutes later and she releases herself. God, I love pleasuring my girl. I hold her trembling body in my arms, enjoying watching her like this.
“You're turn?” She says to me.
I shake my head, “We don't have enough time. Someone is going to be knocking on that door any minute. So hurry up. I'll meet you downstairs.” I peck her lips before exiting her room.
Yeah, I'm definitely falling for my bodyguard.

~Max's POV~
After semi-fighting with Harry last night, I did not expect to be woken up so nice. For some reason it made me think I would have a good day if I had a good morning. Boy, was I wrong.
Everything was fine all morning. Lou picked up Lux and I will admit that I didn't want the little munchkin to leave. She missed her mom, though, and was happy to leave.
About an hour after they left, all hell broke loose.
It was only Jackson, Harry, Niall, and I at the house. I hadn't seen the other boys all morning and was too wrapped up in Lux to ask where they were.
Niall, Harry and I were all watching T.V when Jackson comes stomping into the living room. “Turn it to TMZ, now.” He instructs. Niall changes the channel and once again, Harry and I are plastered all over the screen. We both sit up from our relaxed position and lean closer to the television.
It's only one picture, but holy shit is it bad. It's of Harry, Lux and I sleeping on the couch last night. I didn't realize we had fallen asleep cuddling like that because I woke up in my bed. I just figured Harry carried me up when I fell asleep along with Lux. I guess he fell asleep too. Our hands are intertwined and honestly, we look like a cute little family.
“What the fuck is this?” Harry exclaims.
“You tell me, Styles! You're publicist and I can only do so much to help you with the paparazzi. I need you both in my office, now.”
Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!
Harry and I look worriedly at each other before standing and reluctantly following Jackson into his office. We take our seats and he looks intensely at us.
“Are you two dating?” he asks us bluntly.
“No!” we say simultaneously.
“I don't believe you. I really hate being lied to. So here's what we are going to do: You can tell me the truth right now and I will consider not firing you, Max. Or, you can continue to lie and I'll fire you right now.”
Well, fuck.
“We're dating.” Harry tells Jackson.
He looks at us for a moment before telling Harry to leave his office. Harry hesitated at first, but left nonetheless. It was hard not to look away from Jackson's hard stare, but I refused to back down.
“So, tell me how this happened.” he tells me.
I gulp, “Okay. Uhm. Well, since I won the Final Race at the Academy, my friend convinced the leaders to let us go out for a night. Long story short, I met Harry that night and it was just supposed to be a one night stand but then by some cruel twist of fate, I ended up being assigned to be his bodyguard.”
“That's ironic.” He says flatly.
“I know.”
He leans back in his chair and crosses his arms, “So you didn't know who Harry was when you met him at the club?”
I shake my head, “No. I had been in the Academy for three years, I didn't know any recent bands, let alone British boy bands. He just told me he was in a band. I gathered he was pretty famous, but I didn't care because I didn't plan on seeing him ever again.”
“And you were assigned to this job?”
“Yes. I was supposed to be able to pick who I first protected but Mr. Jacobs was desperate to get someone here to help protect Harry. So I volunteered to help him out. He didn't tell me who I was going to be protecting or anything, so you can imagine my surprise when Harry walked in those doors that first day.”
He chuckles, “Max, I've known pretty much the whole time that you two have had something going on. Why did you lie?”
What?! He knew the whole time?!
“I didn't want to lose the first job I had out of the Academy for sleeping with the client. I didn't mean for this to happen.”
“Are you going to end it?”
That caught me off guard, “I...I don't want to.”
He doesn't speak for a moment, “If you are able to still do your job correctly, I'm not going to stand in the way of you two. Besides, Harry's publicist and I decided that if something came up about you two again that we would make you two start dating. So it kind of works out.”
“How in the hell are you so cool right now?”
“I'm not as mean as I look.”
My face breaks out into a smile, “Today is just full of surprises.”
Jackson proceeds to tell me that an announcement will be made saying Harry and I are, in fact, dating.
“So who took the picture? They had to of been inside the house because we were sleeping on the couch.” I ask Jackson.
“I think it's one of the lad's girls. They flew in last night and surprised them at the studio.”
“Perrie, Lou, and Sophia are all here?” I ask excitedly.
He nods, “They are. Which one do you trust the least?”
That's a hard question considering I like all of them. Or at least I thought I did. “I don't know. I know it wasn't Perrie, though. I've become close with her.”
“Well don't let on that you think it's one of them, we don't want to tip them off.” He instructs. I nod in agreement.
“You can go now.” He says flatly.
I exit his office and go up to Harry's bedroom. I find him sitting up against the headboard of the bed on his phone. He looks up and puts his phone away when I enter. I lock the door behind me and walk over to his bed without a word. I climb onto his lap and hug him, acting like something is wrong when really, everything went good for once.
“What happened, love?” Harry asks me.
I kiss his neck a couple times before resting my forehead against his, “Jackson knew the whole fucking time that we had a thing. He doesn't care. He's making a statement that we are together. It's all actually working out, Harry!” I'm smiling widely now.
“Are you fucking serious?” Harry exclaims in disbelief.
“I'm so serious, Styles!”
He kisses me and I kiss him back with so much happiness I can't control myself.
“I want you, Harry.” I moan into his mouth.
He groans, “You have me, babe.” He flips me over.
Then we have the most passionate sex I have ever had.

Notes

this is shitty and I'm sorry.