The Tour

I couldn’t believe we had done it.

Getting alone time seemed impossible. I didn’t imagine we would so easily be able to, but here we were . . . .

The back of my neck was so drenched in sweat, I could feel it falling down my spine. The bottom layer of my hair was soaked, creating a tangled mess I would have to sort through later.

My hair was in the back of my mind right now, though.

Niall’s nails dug into my ass as his head tilted back, a loud moan ripping out of his throat. It sent a ripple of excitement through me, and I found myself able to move faster. Being, ya know, me, I was already able to move faster than normal humans, but our hips collided with a rather dangerous speed. Anyone could hear the sound of the bones crashing together, but the slight twinge of pain only added to the desire. I could never get enough of this.

“Evie.”

I couldn’t actually get words out, only an incoherent whimper. Niall moaning my name meant one thing, one thing I was ready for. The two of us reaching that moment together was always very intense for the both of us, so I liked to hold out. Any time I was close, I’d find a way to stall it.

You can only stall so long, especially with Niall. He definitely exceeded expectations.

My toes curled, and I braced myself for the impact of our orgasms. The longer we went, the harder they hit, and this had been a rather long, all night journey. Yes, every moment of it was complete bliss, but even our bodies could get tired.

His nails pierced through my skin as a growl tore through his tightly clenched teeth, and my own moans were probably loud enough for anyone in the next room to hear. My hope was that they had already gotten up, maybe gotten in the shower, but knowing my luck, Harry wasn’t even asleep anymore.

He probably heard us all night.

My body trembled as Niall and I finished together, and he held onto me like I was his lifeline.
His nails didn’t stay where they had dug into. As a matter of fact, they slid down my leg and drew a pretty good bit of blood.

The high was still there, but I had settled. Niall hadn’t caught his breath, nor had he even opened his eyes. I could see the “after sex” smile starting to come out, so I knew it was only a matter of time before he settled, too.

When those beautiful eyes opened, they connected with mine as the smile reached its full potential—wide, brighter than the sun, completely adorable.

“We’re gonna be useless.”

“I’m still not convinced I can even walk,” I said.

Niall’s smile actually widened. “Kinda hope not, actually.”

“An entire night of this . . . Niall, I will never get enough of you,” I breathed, and I rolled over off of him so I could cuddle up next to him.

One of his arms wrapped around my shoulders, and that smile lingered. “Well, baby girl, we got forever.”

Despite the fact that we only had about an hour before we had to get up to get ready, I fell asleep just like that. Remembering that somehow, I had gotten lucky enough to have forever with Niall.

I really was the luckiest girl in the world.

To be honest, I wasn’t sure if Niall slept at all. When I woke up, he was in a pair of boxers, and he had taken me off of the floor and onto the broken bed. He seemed wide awake, so I didn’t figure he had.

Despite just about every muscle in my body aching and my head pounding like a thousand little people were inside hitting me with hammers, I didn’t regret the way we had spent our night. Not one bit.

My cheeks flushed as I looked at the pieces of metal scattered around the bedframe. “Erm . . . how are we gonna explain this to Harry?”

Niall turned back to me with those cyan eyes shimmering and a coy smile on his perfect lips. “Haven’t quite figured that one out yet.”

I stood from the bed and stretched my arms out, loving and hating the way it woke my muscles up. Though my legs felt like Jell-O, and they wobbled, I stayed on my feet.

Niall was still watching me, and it wasn’t just joy burning in his eyes anymore. It actually looked as if they were a mirror because he seemed to be feeling the same things I was.

“Well, ya know, I’m sure a nice, hot shower will help us think of something . . . .”
*** Funny story. A long shower didn’t really help. Being otherwise distracted, we didn’t even think twice about the bed.

Until we got out, got dressed, and came back in the room to see the broken pieces laying everywhere. That . . . that was a reminder.

“I’m just gonna go tell him,” Niall decided. “Just say, ‘Hey, Harry. Sorry. We broke your bed.’ Then walk out.”

“And then he’s gonna come ask how,” I groaned, but just remembering how was delightful.
Remembering the way Niall’s muscles rippled as he pulled against the restraints . . . . “You’re gonna tell him.”

“If I tell him, I’m pushing him out the door and ripping your clothes off,” Niall shook his head. “You tell him.”

“I’ll do the same damn thing,” I moaned, but I knew that if one of us didn’t walk out of this room right now, they’d come get us at a very awkward time. So using every ounce of willpower I had, I walked out the door and went straight over to Harry’s room.

Please tell me he wasn’t listening all night.

He pulled the door open before I could knock, and the painful reminder that he could hear just as well as I could scared me shitless. I think all color left my face as those green eyes shimmer and a smirk pulled across his lips.

“Well, someone had a busy night.”

I scowled. “Please tell me you didn’t listen.”

“Fuck no,” Harry said, and he made a face. “I was trying to get some sleep. After all, we’ve got a crazy busy day ahead of us.”

I bit my bottom lip and nodded. “Well, we broke your bed. Sorry.”

“You—how the fuck did you break the bed?!” The deviousness returned, and he just looked eager to know.

Niall scurried up behind me and shook his head. “Harry, shh! Sebastian is in the other room, and he told us to be good while staying here.”

Harry rolled his eyes. “I think everyone was well aware of the activities you were participating in last night.”

“Well, please don’t broadcast it just in case,” I pleaded, but from the gleam in Harry’s eyes, I wasn’t so sure he could even help himself this time.

He didn’t help my uneasiness when he changed the subject. “You two kids have fun getting Ella.”

No, he was definitely not gonna be able to help himself.

Fuck.
*** Airports had become normal for me. The busyness of them wasn’t really comfortable, but I was able to stand it and simply wait.

The small blonde with those beautiful blue eyes and her blonde curls thrown into a ponytail looked absolutely exhausted as she picked up her bags and looked around the airport.

I put myself in her position and realized she must be absolutely frightened. Her entire life had been turned upside down, and now, she was putting all of her faith into someone she hadn’t known very long. Sure, she recorded a song with me, which is what started this mess to begin with, but she had done it from Denmark. The only conversations we had were via Skype, texts, or calls. Since her time on The Voice, we hadn’t spoken in person.

And now, she had to put all faith in me.

I was determined to never let her down.

“Ella!”

Relief flooded into those blue eyes as she saw me standing there, but she seemed surprised that I wasn’t alone. Everyone knew about Niall and me at this point, but I’m not sure if she expected to have to see him so soon.

Based on our last conversation, she was nervous about seeing him. After all, the last memory she had of him was the night she threw the competition.

Niall surprised her when he took her bags and smiled, but he didn’t say anything. Only waited patiently as I hugged her.

She seemed much more relaxed as I threw my arms around her, and a single tear fell down her cheek. “Thank you so much, Everit.”

“A promise is a promise.”

She shook her head. “This goes beyond your promise. This means so much to me. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to repay you.”

“You owe me nothing,” I assured her, but she wasn’t convinced.

Niall spoke up now. “Why don’t we get somewhere private? I think I may be going blind.”

And that was something neither of us protested. It sounded absolutely wonderful.

So off to Harry’s house we went.

Notes

The lyrics are from I'll Make Love to You by Boys II Men. Cause, well, yeah. xD

Still not very good at the, erm, love scenes. Sorry about that. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy this filler!

I'm so sorry it's taken so long! Any time I tried to write it, I just couldn't. But, I'm working on the next chapter as we speak, and I'm gonna push through.

Hope you guys enjoy. :) Let me know what you think!

Oh! Also, if you're into Harry stories, you should definitely read Falling For Your Eyes. It's wonderful. :) I don't usually recommend stories (mostly because I don't usually read stories) but this one is exceptional. :)

My Hidden Sister Who Helped Me Find Love is also another story to check out. She's new to writing, and it's one of her first few stories, but she's got a neat idea going. Check that out, too, if you're looking for something else to read. :)