The Bodyguard.

Standing in the elevator of a five star hotel, my drunk self was holding Harry's hand and thinking about how rich this kid really must be. We had to exit the club through the back door and we went straight into a sleek black car with a driver awaiting our departure. There were even more girls outside now than when I came in and I wondered if they were here for Harry. I didn't ask. Just the lobby of this place is astonishing. I can't help but take pride in the fact that whoever Harry is, their are probably millions of other people who would die to be me right now.
I try to rack my brain of bands Harry could be in that I know about, but come up with nothing. "What are you thinking about?" Harry asks me.
"I'm trying to think of what band you could be in." I tell him honestly.
"And how is that going?" he asks amused, and if I'm not mistaken, a little nervous.
"Not well," I pout. He chuckles as we step off the elevator and onto the very top floor at the penthouse suite. I want to know who this dude is!
"I'm honestly surprised you haven't recognized me yet," Harry tells me while opening his door. "I haven't a clue what has been happening the past three years, so you must be new." I silently curse myself for letting that much of my life slip.
"Why is that?"
"I've been in a sort of boot camp where contact with the outside world is a big no-no." I can't seem to shut my mouth. Damn you, alcohol.
He gives me a questioning look, "Boot camp?"
"It's for my job. Wow, this view is amazing!" I say, hoping to distract him from talking about me. I walk over to the pure glass wall overlooking the city. It really is beautiful. Harry wraps his arms from behind me and rests his chin on my shoulder.
"So...you haven't kissed anyone in three years then?" Harry says, mischief in his voice. I can feel the blush on my cheeks as I shake my head. "I can't believe you haven't had sex in three years! How did you do it?"
I scoff, "My choices weren't exactly spectacular so it was rather easy."
Harry begins to kiss my neck and I know I will already have hickies tomorrow just from the kisses he left when we danced. I don't mind. Now that he knows I haven't done anything in years, I begin to grow nervous.
"Sorry if I'm a little rusty." I warn him. He just chuckles and turns me around to face him, his arms still wrapped around my waist. "By the way you danced earlier, I don't think you're that rusty." I bite my lip, embarrassed, and shrug. He brings his thumb and rubs it over my bottom lip where I was just biting it. "It drives me nuts when you do that, Rose."
I wish I would have told you my first name.

WARNING: SEX SCENE AHEAD.

I look into his eyes as I get the courage to blurt out, "Kiss me, Harry." And kiss me he does. I don't bother to deny him access into my mouth this time. He grabs my ass and I jump, wrapping my legs around his waist as he stumbles to the bedroom.
I can't believe he didn't trip.
I thought too soon because before we knew it, we were going down. I was waiting for the hard impact, but instead it was soft. He managed to land us on the bed. We break the kiss as we laugh. He stands up and takes my heels off of me and I scoot back onto the bed. Climbing onto the bed, he takes my dress off to reveal my matching black lace bra and thong.
Harry bites his lip now as his eyes scan over my body. The way he looks at me turns me on so bad that I grab his shirt and pull him down to kiss me roughly. His hands roam over me, never stopping in one place too long. Thinking he needs to lose some layers, I make him switch me positions so now I'm straddling him. He pulls his shirt over his head, revealing his very muscled and tattooed body. I love tattoos and plan on getting some of my own.
I kiss his lips once, then nibble on his neck for a minute earning some moans, then explore his chest and all of his tattoos. I run my fingertips lightly over the two sparrows on his chest, then his butterfly. When I look up at him, he is watching me so intensely I'm self-conscious.
"What?" I ask him softly. He just smiles at me, his dimples on full display. "You're stunning, I like watching you." Of course, my cheeks burn with the compliment. "Well, stop it." I tell him and kiss him before he can reply. I undo his pants and take them off, leaving him in only his boxers. I rub against him, getting us both excited. He groans and kisses me harder before flipping me over. He wraps one of my legs around his waist and I can feel his member pushing against me.
Harry quickly unsnaps my bra and throws it aside. He kisses down my chest before he takes my nipple between his teeth while massaging my other breast. I tangle my hands in his hair, a moan escaping me. Harry comes back up to my mouth as one of his hands cup me between my legs. I push against his hand in wanting and pull on his bottom lip with my teeth. He groans in pleasure and slips his hand down my pants, making me gasp. I'm already wet from his previous touch and now he knows it.
When Harry moves to kiss my neck, I can't hold back anymore, "Harry, I want you now." He chuckles against my skin as his hand continues to do wonderful things between my thighs. "All in good time, love."
God, I could cum just from his voice.
He trails kisses down my body until he gets to my thong. He takes the string between his teeth and looks me straight in the eyes as he pulls it down, leaving me completely naked before him. He bites his lip again as he takes me in with his eyes. He was about to hover over me again before I put my foot on his chest, stopping him. I run my foot lightly over his erection, signaling him to take off his boxers. He gets the hint and slides them off, his dick springing free.
Dear Lord, he has got to be the biggest I've ever had.
He smirks at my staring before crashing his lips to mine, his hand returning to my pussy. He enters two fingers and starts to pump them faster and faster until I'm about to go over the edge. "Harry!" I moan, bucking my hips and pulling his hair. He bites my neck and thats when I let go. Harry smiles and kisses me as I try and catch my breath. He brings his fingers up to his mouth for a taste.
"Please, Harry. Fuck me." I plead to him. He kisses me, "If you insist." Then he slams into me so unexpectedly I nearly scream out in pleasure. "Oh, God, Rose. You are so tight." Harry groans into my ear. I can't even respond. He begins to thrust in and out of me and before long we have a nice rythm going.
"Faster, Harry." I moan out to him. He obeys and also goes harder. When he hits my g-spot I cry out in pleasure. He begins to hit that spot over and over again, knowing I'll come undone soon. Harry entwines his hands with mine as he pumps, moaning. I pull on his lip again and he moans even louder, gripping my hands tighter and I know he's close as well.
I can't supress my moans as I'm getting closer and closer, "Harry...H-Harry! Yes!"
"Rose!" He groans, getting sloppier with his thrusts. I buck my hips so he can go even deeper. I scream his name as I finally orgasm, Harry orgasming not even fifteen seconds later. He collapses on top of me, both of us completely breathless, his head buried in my neck. We both have a sheen of sweat glistening our trembling bodies. After we catch our breaths, Harry kisses me and rolls beside me.
I stare up at the ceiling trying to form words when Harry says, "You are fucking great." I laugh, "You are the best fuck I have ever had." It's true, even though I have only been with three other people in my life. He chuckles and we are silent for a moment. Suddenly, Harry cusses. "What's wrong?" I ask him, turning my head to the side to look at him.
He gulps, "We didn't use a condom...I'm really sorry, Rose. Shit."
I put my hands on his chest, "It's okay."
He shakes his head, "No, it's not!"
"Harry, I can't get pregnant. It's literally impossible."
His eyebrows knit together, "Why not?"
I sigh and sit up on the edge of the bed, "To put it simply, my parts are broken." With that I get up and go to the bathroom. I am gonna be sore in the morning, but it was totally worth it. I clean myself up and wash my face, trying to forget the reason I can't have kids.
I start to panic. Do I leave now? Or do I stay the night and leave in the morning? Or do I sneak out in the middle of the night? I don't know how one night stands work, this is my first. I'll just have to feel it out, I guess.
Exiting the bathroom, Harry is nowhere to be found but there is a tshirt laying on the bed. Assuming it's for me, I slip it on along with my thong. The shirt barely covers my ass, but it's comfortable.
Leaving the bedroom, I start to hear voices talking.
"Why can't we come in, mate?" A british voice asks Harry.
"I'm going to bed." Harry replies curtly.
"Liar!" An irish voice booms.
"I have company, Niall." Harry tells him.
"Ooooh, is she pretty?" The british one asks.
"She's gorgeous, and waiting for me. So if you don't mind..." I can't help but smile at that.
"Where'd you meet her?" Niall, I think, asks him. I can tell he's getting very impatient.
"At the club, now can you please leave?" Harry tries to be nice about it.
"Oh, so she's just a one night stand then. Come on, Niall. Let's go see what Zayne is up to." Loius says with a bit of a bite in his tone.
"Okay, bye Harry!" Niall says, and I hear Harry shut the door. I wish I could be more than a one night stand, Harry seems perfect. I wait a moment before casually walking to the kitchen where he is looking in the fridge. Now it's my turn to wrap my arms around him. I rest my head on his back, "Watcha lookin' for?"
"Something to eat, I worked up quite an appetite. You?" He replies.
"Do you have any mac & cheese?" I ask.
He chuckles, "Actually, I think I do." I unwrap my arms as he closes the fridge and walks over to the cupboard. "Ah-ha!" he sings, pulling out two boxese of Goldfish Mac & Cheese. "That's my favorite kind!" I exclaim in excitement.
"Mine too!" Harry says while he fills a pot of water and places it on the stove. I sit on the counter while he gets out the necessary ingredients and utensils. When he's finished, he stands between my legs and rests his hands on my waist while mine rest on his shoulders. He kisses me.
"Can I have your number?" Harry asks me. I'm surprised, that's not how these things usually go, is it?
"I don't have a phone." I tell him honestly. He frowns, "Why not?"
"You aren't allowed to have one in the Academy."
"The Academy? Sounds more like a private school than a boot camp."
"Ha! I wish. I got to come out tonight as a reward, but I have to go back tomorrow."
"What time?"
"I have to meet Abby back at the club by two."
"Will you stay with me until then? I'll give you a ride back to the club." Harry asks me. I hesitate and he noticed. He kisses me a few times, "Please?" I smile and give in, "Fine." He grins and kisses me again.
"Do you ask all your one night stands to stay with you for so long?" I tease.
"Fuck no, but I like you, love." He keeps showering me with kisses.
"I'll stay on one condition." I tell him.
"What?"
"You have to sing me a song after we eat."
He gives me a dirty look, "You are not fair."
"I am so fair! Why don't you want to sing to me?" I run my hands up and down his chest. He puts his forehead against mine and sighs deeply, "Because I want round 2."
I roll my eyes, "You'll have round 2 if you can seduce me with your voice."
He laughs, "Seduce you with my voice? Oh God..."
I giggle and kiss him, "Please?" When he doesn't answer, I kiss his left sparrow tattoo, "Please." Then his right, "Please?" I sneak a peek at him, his eyes are closed and his head is tilted back. I smirk and kiss his butterfly tattoo, "Pleaaase?" He bites his lip, so I know I have him right where I want him. I kiss and nibble on his neck, and when I bite it he finally releases a growl and kisses me hard, gripping my thighs even harder.
"One song," Harry complies. "Deal!" I squeak happily. He smiles and shakes his head at me. I poke his dimples and he goes to bite my finger. I start laughing, "Okay, you. The water is boiling." He makes a 'grr' face at me before returning to the food. I hop down from the counter and go sit on the couch in the living room, looking at the view. A few minutes later Harry is bringing out two bowls of the delicious noodles.
After we eat, I watch Harry type away at his phone before he looks up at me. "Do I really have to do this?" I nod. He sighs and licks his lips, "Okay, here goes nothing." He presses play on his phone and a nice guitar tune begins to play. Harry takes a deep breath and starts to sing. [Little Things]
His voice is like an angel and I'm not even exaggerating. It's deep and sexy and beautiful and it makes me want him even more than before, which I didn't think was possible. I could tell he was nervous, but he looked straight at me the entire time. It's a really cute song.
When he finishes, I can't help but to leap on top of him and kiss him deeply. He chuckles, "When you said round 2 after I sing, you really meant directly after." I laugh, "You, sir, have an amazing voice. It's no wonder your famous. All those screaming girls outside of the club were for you, weren't they?" He nods, "They were. It can get pretty crazy at times."
"I bet." I say, then yawn involuntarily. He sits up making me sit up with him. "You're tired, let's go to bed." He stands and holds out his hand to me. "But what about round 2?" I ask. He smiles, "There is plenty of time for round 2, love, but now we sleep." I sigh but take his hand anyway. He turns all the lights off before leading us to his bedroom where our clothes are scattered all over the floor and the bed sheets are a tangled mess.
"Looks like someone had some good sex in here," Harry comments and winks at me. I laugh and climb into bed. Harry turns the lights out and pulls me close to him. "If I give you my number, will you text me when you have a cell phone?" Harry asks me.
Even if I did have his number, I doubt he would remember me when I get a cell phone in a few days. He's a famous musician, he can have anyone he wants whenever he wants. I'm not gonna seem desperate for his attention. No, this is just a one night stand.
"No, Harry. If we're meant to meet again, then we will." I answer him. He kisses my cheek, "Okay, I can live with that. I'm glad I met you though, Rose." I still regret not telling him my first name, what I wouldn't give for his lips to speak it. "Me too, Harry. Goodnight."
"Night, love."

Notes

Hello people! Soooo, this is my first one direction fanfic. I welcome and appreciate your CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM, I do NOT appreciate hateful comments, there is a difference. With that being said, don't be shy and enjoy! c:

-I'll be making a cover photo soon. Should I continue writing?-