All I Ever Wanted

“More beeeeer!” Niall chanted as pounded his fist on the counter.

The boys had all come back to Harry’s with us to let off some rehearsal steam. Ronnie was on everyone’s ass today so we all needed to let loose a little. We were supposed to start the tour in three days at the O2 Arena, here in London. I was super stressed. All of Harry’s family would be there. So would mine. I hadn’t seen my family in a few weeks and I missed them terribly.

“Go long, Haz!” Louis called out.

The boys were playing football in the living room, well all but Niall who was enjoying his alcohol. Harry ran to the far end of the foyer, which was connected to the living room and nodded to Louis. Louis kicked the ball and Harry trapped it with his chest.

So damn sexy.

I couldn’t lie.

After that morning when Harry had poisoned me with his sexual lures, it was all I could think about. I took a seat next to Niall in the kitchen and sipped on my fruity drink. We turned to watch the other boys continue their game.

“So, what exactly did you and Emma talk about today?” I made eye contact with Niall.

“Eh, just typical conversation – like how was she doing, what was she studying, how old she was, does she play any sports. You know, just the usual meet and greet.” Niall replied, then took another sip of his drink.

“She’s so much fun. You’d really, really like her. You two are so much alike – very down to earth, yet always up for a good time – or a drink – or a snack!” I laughed, nudging Niall with my elbow.

“She sounds like my kind of lady, then!” We both laughed and focused back on the match that was taking place a few feet away.

Louis was showing off his fancy tricks while Zayn tried to take the ball away. It was two vs two – Liam and Zayn vs Harry and Louis. Everyone’s skills were messy due to the alcohol coursing through their systems. No one was really drunk, just loose and up for a good time.

“Leah, come be on our team!” Liam waved me over.

“I can’t, the teams will be uneven!” I used the obvious excuse.

“You’re not getting out of this.” Niall hopped up from his seat. “Louis! Pass me the ball! I’ll be on you and Harry’s team!”

I got out of my seat as Zayn stole the ball from Niall.

“Leah!”

Zayn nodded the direction he wanted me to go and I ran ahead, looking to him to kick me the ball. Harry was hot on my heels. I trapped the ball and began to look for Liam. No one was open. Harry was getting closer by the second and I was running out of options. Harry was breathing heavy and he had a devilish look in his eye; the smirk on his face full of lust. It was really turning me on.

Get away from me you hot little shit. Okay no, get closer I like it.

He backed me into a corner and was beginning to press his body against mine, completely ignoring the ball. I flipped the ball up with the tip of my toe and slipped around Harry and out of the corner, all in one quick motion. The ball was falling to the ground so I quickly jumped up and sent a header straight to Liam. Everyone froze and stared at me while the ball bounced through the living room and into the kitchen.

“You’ve got that much skill after you’ve been drinking?!” Louis looked shocked.

“Remind me to never bet with you over a match.” Zayn shook his head while Liam and Niall were speechless.

I shrugged my shoulders. “I played all throughout my childhood. No big deal.”

“That was probably the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Teach me your ways.” Harry growled, licking his lips at me, causing the other boys to make gagging sounds.

Real mature, guys. Real mature.

I rolled my eyes at Harry, who wasn’t really very much good at football.

“Well, on that note, we’re going to give you two a bit of space.” Liam chuckled as they all grabbed their things and hurried out the door. Harry didn’t even bother saying goodbye. He waltzed right over and scooped me up, bridal style.

“Harry, we need to clean up. You boys made a mess!” I protested.

“It can wait till morning. Right now, we’re about to make our own mess.” He smirked and kissed me hard on the cheek.

Once we arrived in his bedroom, he laid me on the bed and caressed me with kisses. His tongue rolled over my lips, begging for entrance. I parted my lips and our tongues explored each other’s mouths. His hands traveled up and down my body, mine doing the same to his. I wanted Harry so badly, and it was obvious that he wanted me too.

"Harry." I moaned.

"Hm?"

"You know I want you, right?"

"You'd better." He grunted.

"I do. A lot."

"But you don't want to go all the way tonight." He stated, as he caught my gaze. His eyes were full of understanding as he raised his right hand.

"We'll only go as far as you want. Just tell me when to stop." He smiled and I pulled him back into me for more kisses, thankful he understood how important this was to me.

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Clean the kitchen. Call mom. Get ready to go shopping with Gemma. Call Spencer to clear a few tour details up.

I woke up thinking of all the things I had to get done. I opened my eyes and smiled. I loved waking up with my head on Harry’s bare chest. We’d had the most amazing night and my love for him had deepened. I cared for him on so many levels. I sighed deeply, thinking of how wonderful the night had been. Harry’s phone vibrated on the bedside table, arousing him from his slumber. He saw me awake, and kissed me before grabbing his phone.

“Hello?” He mumbled. “Oh okay. Yeah I’m sure that’s fine. I’ll get her all to myself today.” He grinned and looked at me. “I’ll tell her. Okay Gem, love you too. Bye!” He set his phone back on the table, then turned and wrapped his arms around me and looked into my eyes. “Guess what?”

“What?”

“Gemma had to cancel. Something about her boyfriend, I’m not sure. But she sends her love and promises that you two will get together soon. Plus that means I get you all to myself today, seeing as we’re both off of work.” He kissed me again, this time it was a deeper kiss.

I pulled away to answer him. “You had me all night. And now you get me all day. Lucky boy.”

He’d moved in for another kiss as I finished my sentence and I could feel him smile through the kiss as he realized what I’d said.

“Mmmn I am a very lucky boy.” He said, nuzzling his head into my neck.

My stomach growled and Harry jerked his head up from my neck and looked at me, like he’d just had an epiphany.

“Let me cook you breakfast!!!” He had the excitement of a small child.

“Okay, if you really want to.” I giggled.

We climbed out of bed and Harry pulled on some sweat pants. I couldn’t find my t-shirt and Harry’s plaid button up was laying on his floor, so I scooped it up and put it on my bare body. My hair was messy so I pulled it back into a fishtail braid.

"You look damn good like that baby." Harry looked me up and down as I walked into the bathroom and picked up my toothbrush.

“Here, let me brush your teeth.” Harry took my toothbrush from me and began to work it over my teeth. I buckled over from laughter.

“What’s so funny?” He grinned, with his toothbrush hanging from the side of his mouth.

“You’re actually brushing my teeth!” I exclaimed.

He laughed and shrugged his shoulders. I took his toothbrush from his mouth and began to brush his teeth while he continued brushing mine. We both grinned dramatically, showing our teeth, and made funny faces at one another to help each other reach all the places in our mouths that needed cleaning.

After laughing so hard at one another, and cleaning up the mess of toothpaste we made, we headed downstairs to the kitchen. It was a wreck. Cups and food were everywhere. The football was still in the kitchen from our match the previous night. I worked on cleaning the living room and kitchen while Harry whipped up some pancakes. That boy knew the way to my heart – food. And boy was he a good cook!

After breakfast, Harry turned on the TV while I went up for a shower and to call my mom and Spencer.

“Hey what would you say to a triple date for lunch?” Harry had come into the bathroom while I was in the shower.

“Umm with who?” I already knew who he was going to say and it made me want to vomit, I was so nervous.

“Louis, Liam, Zayn, and the girlfriends.”

“Um, sure.”

“Okay, I’ll go call Lou to let him know we’ll be going.”

“Harry.”

“Yes, love?”

“Will they like me?”

“How couldn’t they? You have a great personality, you’re beautiful, nice arse, you’re a great toothbrusher, oh and you’re fantastic in bed! The only reason they wouldn’t like you is cause they’re jealous.”

“I like you. A lot.” I giggled.

“Well I love you so I win.”

I whipped back the shower curtain, not caring that I was butt naked and soapy.

Ah, he saw it all last night and he apparently liked it so whatever.

I caught his emerald orbs as I smiled my biggest smile ever. Harry laughed and grabbed my soapy face, squished my cheeks, and kissed the tip of my nose, getting soap on his lips. I giggled and shoved my fingers into his curls, kissing him forcefully.

“I love you too.” I whispered.

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