Harry's POV

I woke up and couldn't feel my left arm 'cause I had slept on top of it. I turned my head to look around and when I saw the tv on the other side of the room I realized I was in the living room. The sun was shining through the thin curtains and I had to blink a few times before my eyes adjusted to the light.

I sat up on the couch and felt like my head was spinning. I could remember I came home last night and we had some argument with Alison. Then just blank. Apparently it had been so serious that she had told me to sleep in the downstairs.

As soon as my head didn't feel like it was spinning anymore I stood up and walked in the kitchen. I took a glass of water and drank it slowly. I tried to listen if Alison had already woken up but the house was silent. That was good. Now I had time to make breakfast to surprise her.

I made tea and toasts and put them on the tray while I was singing one of our songs from the new album. This day would be good. I'd have a nice morning with Alison and our plane to LA would be leaving in the afternoon. I was really looking forward to see my American friends.

Finally I was ready with the breakfast and I carried the tray carefully upstairs. I stopped in front of my door to listen if Alison had woken up but still no sound. I opened the door slowly and saw her sleeping in the bed her back turned at the door. I walked with my tip toes closer and placed the tray in the night stand next to the bed. Then I turned my gaze to admire her for a while. Her brown curly hair was lying messily on the pillow and the blanket was tucked tight around her but I could see her exposed neck and shoulder. I smiled at the sight and leaned to lie next to her.

I placed a few light kisses on her shoulder and saw her eyes fluttering a little. "G' morning," I whispered and smiled when she finally opened her eyes. She looked at the ceiling for a while like she was trying to remember where she was. I smiled at her cute little face but then she turned to look at me with cold expression. "Get out of here," she said sternly and then turned her gaze away from me. I was speechless for a while before I opened my mouth again.

"I'm really sorry about last night," I said as softly as I could. I kissed her shoulder again but she raised the cover to her neck. "We're fighting," she said. She closed her eyes and tried to look like she was sleeping. I stayed still thinking what to say next.

"What if I told you I made breakfast for you?" I said smiling. I took a lock from the pillow to play with while she acted sleeping. I wasn't going to give up. "What if I told you I made your favourite tea and toast?" I said teasingly. This time she turned her head and looked at me. "What if I told you to get the fuck out of the room I wanna sleep?"

"C'mon Alison. Don't be like that. I said I'm sorry," I tried to say while I pouted my lips. Sometimes she could be so annoyingly firm. "That doesn't change that you went out with Nick last night when you were supposed to spend time with me," she continued.

"I know, I know. I can't turn back time. You know I'll leave London today and I won't be home for next five days. So if we could forget last night and just spend time together now without arguing?" I explained. She seemed to think for a while as I kept playing with her hair.

"Did you say you made the berry tea I like?" she said after a moment of silence. I tried to hide my smirk but I failed badly. "Yeah," I said and leaned to take a cup from the tray. "There you go," I gave her the cup as she sat on the bed. I served her the toasts and we ate our breakfast in silence.

I watched her secretly as she chewed her toast with rush. I drank my tea while I looked at her. I could see her little belly through the t-shirt she was wearing. "What?" she asked as she caught my staring. "Nothing. You seemed to be hungry," I grinned and moved closer to her. I put our dishes in the tray and then leaned to rest the back of my head on her lap. To my surprise she let me to do it.

"Well, I'm eating for two," she said sarcastically. I chuckled and took her hand to place it on my forehead. I closed my eyes and waited for her to stroke my hair. When she didn't move her hand I opened my eyes to meet her staring straight at me with amused expression. "Please, it feels so nice when you're rubbing my head," I pouted my lips. It seemed to affect as she started to rub my head gently. I closed my eyes again and hummed to her touch.

"I'll plait your hair," she said chuckling and I smirked at her. "You need to cut your hair though," she murmured. I was going to argue but her hands felt so good so I just let her play with my hair. I relaxed and got goose bumps when her breath brushed my face. Every morning should be like this.

"You cheeky bastard!" she yelled suddenly and got up from the bed. She left me there stunned while she walked to her bag to pick up clothes. "But... I didn't do anything?" I said frowning. She raised her eye brow at me and gave a quick glance for my boxers. Okay maybe I got a bit anxious.

"I'm not going to say I'm sorry for wanting you," I said. She gathered some stuff from the bag before turning to look at me. "Yeah whatever pretty boy, maybe later," she winked before turning on her heels in the bathroom. I couldn't help my smirk as I stood up and walked in front of the mirror. Maybe later. My smirk changed into laugh when I saw what Alison had done to my hair.

But for now it seemed like I had to take care of myself as Alison was still a little angry with me...

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Alison's POV

I wasn't going to lie that I loved teasing Harry. Seeing his cute little face trying to think how to apologise to me was fun. So I tried to act a little distant the whole day. He cooked us a nice dinner with candles on the table and then we watched telly on the coach as he necessarily wanted to give me a massage. I wasn't complaining though.

"I'm not a completely prick, you know. Yesterday I bought a bag of chips for us to eat today," he said grinning at me as we were laying comfortably on the coach. "Really? And you're telling me now. Go get 'em!" I told him and he stood up. I slapped his butt when he walked past me and he turned to point his finger at me before disappearing in the kitchen.

After a while he came back with chips and other snacks. "A good boyfriend brings her girlfriend food whenever she asks," I said as I clapped my hands with enthusiasm. He settled the bowls on the table and I lunge into them right away.

"So when does your flight leave?" I asked trying to sound like it wasn't a big deal. But I could see Harry raised his eyebrow from the corner of my eye as I couldn't look at him while asking. I didn't like the idea of him being other side of the world still.

"The driver will pick me at half past five. With my math skills it gives us almost three hours to spend together," he smiled at me. Instead of saying anything I leaned to his side and looked up at him.

"Let's spend it well then," I said and reached his lips. I was going to give him just a little peck but I ended up kissing him with anxious. He opened his mouth slowly and I put my tongue on his upper lip. "Uhm, your mouth is full of chips," I said chuckling when I leaned back. "So sorry! Let me finish chewing," he laughed along. We stared at each other while he chewed his food and took a sip of his coke before he started to kiss my neck. I screamed when he turned us quickly so I was under him on the coach.

"Oh, someone's already screaming and I haven't even started yet," he said while shaking his finger in front of my face. These days he had become really careful with me as he tried not to put any weight on my middle body 'cause of the pregnancy. I tried to pull his shirt to get him closer to me and push my hips upwards but he was holding himself firmly with his hands. He placed little kisses down my throat to my collarbones and I was growing impatient.

"C'mon babe, it's okay," I said and pulled him from his belt to get him closer. He groaned deeply when his hips met mine. "Five days without having you but who's counting," he mumbled and kept kissing my collarbones. "Not me," he added and sucked so hard it definitely left a mark. "Me neither," I breathed out. I rolled my hips and felt him getting harder in his jeans with every thrust.

His other hand roamed under my shirt and cupped my breast. I closed my eyes sighing his name. Nowadays I had become more sensitive because of the hormones and Harry's every touch felt amazing. My hands found his neck curls and I hold his head close to me where his lips worked on my skin.

"Alison," he breathed my name when I thrusted my hips to his and I smirked smugly. He turned us around so I was now straddling him. His hands grasped the hem of my shirt and I helped him to get rid of it. "It feels a little too tight here," he chuckled and opened his belt and the zipper of his jeans. I kissed his jaw and he palmed my ass through the fabric.

He sat up for a second to take his shirt off. I pushed him back on the coach and teased him as I put my hand on his jeans. "C-careful," he spluttered and I giggled at his face. "Think about politics if you're that close already," I winked but took my hand away from his jeans still.

He kissed me on the mouth while playing with my jeans button. I tried to kick them off on top of Harry but it turned out to be a little difficult so I stood up. He stared at me with a smile on his face the entire time I was undressing and I tried my best to look seductively. I opened my bra and slid the straps as slow as I could but when I was done and I tried to crawl back on the coach I stumbled the clothing on the floor. Harry laughed at me but tried to convince me I still looked sexy.

We made out for a little while before he undressed the last piece of clothing he had. He was teasing my thighs with his fingertips when suddenly he stood up. "Where are you going?" I asked frowning when he started to walk away. "The coach is uncomfortable. We should go to bed," he said and started to walk upstairs. I ran after him and slapped his butt as I got past him. "Little prince Harry," I turned to show my tongue out to him and he chased me in the bedroom.

"Don't make me think about the royals when we're doing this," he laughed when we fell on the bed. He kissed my stomach and I squirmed and laughed 'cause it tickled so much. "Please Harry stop, oh my god," I yelled and he stopped to look at me. "Okay, back to the business," he winked before kissing my lips.

I loved the moments when we got so lost in the kiss we forget about everything else. It was just me and him and we kissed and kissed and kissed until our mouths felt sore. But it was just nice to feel close to each other.

Harry's fingers brushed my thighs and I got exited. "Please," I whispered and I thought he didn't hear me but then his fingers found my crotch. I whimpered quietly and he smiled pleased. "Does that feel good babe?" he asked and I could only nod. He removed his hand and came on top of me. I watched him as he guided himself to me and then look at my eyes. "You ready?" he sighed and I just nodded again. He pulled my legs wider and started to thrust slowly. I felt my walls burning but at the same time a pleasure washed over me.

I watched his face and I could see he was over the moon as his jaw was hanging low and his eyes were closed. He tried to speed up the pace but I hold on. "Please Harry, take it slow," I said out of breath and he struggled to keep his eyes focused on me. It didn't take long when he was panting and sighing my name. "God, you feel so good. Please come with me," he said and did circles on my clit with his fingers. I felt my stomach tightening and I shouted his name before he collapsed on top of me.

"Someone was loud today," Harry smirked tiredly after a while. He shifted next to me and placed his hand over my naked body. I smiled and snuggled my head on his shoulder. "I love you," he whispered and kissed my forehead. "Love you too," I mumbled before closing my eyes and falling in peaceful sleep.

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I opened my eyes and looked around to notice I was alone. The first thing that came to my mind was if Harry had already left. I jumped off the bed and almost fell 'cause my head was spinning. I took the first shirt I found from Harry's wardrobe before opening the door.

"Harry?" I called with panic. I ran down the stairs in the living room. "I'm here! Is everything alright?" I heard his voice from the kitchen and I felt relieved. I walked in and found him full clothed zipping his luggage. "Yes, I just thought you'd already left," I said. "I was just coming to wake you up. I wouldn't left without saying good bye," he smiled while trying to close the luggage but it was too full. "Could you help, please," he said and I sighed over dramatically like it was a big job to sit on top of the luggage. He got the zipper closed with my help and then he kissed me on the lips.

"Be good while I'm out," he mumbled. "What do you mean? I'm always good," I said trying to look innocent. "You weren't so good an hour ago. But I like it. My dirty little girl what about a round two?" he asked holding his hands on my hips. "Your driver is here in any minute," I slapped his arm laughing and he tried to look offended. "Haven't got rejected before? Aww babe that sucks," I said and gave him a hug.

We heard a hooter from outside and he picked his luggage from the floor. "If I were you I'd put some pants on. I don't want you to walk around half naked when there's another man," he said before walking in the front door.

I got dressed before I headed out of the door to see Harry placing his stuff in the back of the car. When he was ready he came to hug me. "So you're sure everything's fine here?" he asked and placed his arm on my tummy. "Yeah, we're fine. And I've got the check-up in two days," I said flashing a smile at him. "Okay, good. Call me right away if something's wrong and I'll come back," he said while looking deep into my eyes and I nodded at him. He was cute when he acted so protective.

"Have fun there then," I said and pushed him gently towards the car. The driver's face didn't look so pleased so I thought it'd be better to get Harry in the car quickly. "It'll be hard when you're not there but I promise I try," he said pouting his lips for a kiss and I gave him a quick one before pushing him harder. He didn't seem to get the hint as he hugged me tight and asked for a proper kiss. We kissed one last time before he opened the car door and was about to get in.

"Oi! I've got one more question...," Harry started as he turned around to look into my eyes. "Would you like to move in with me?" he asked a little hesitated. I felt a lump in my throat and I had to clear it. He stared at me waiting for my answer and without a moment of thinking I smiled and nodded at him. "Of course, Harry," I said and his lips curled up. "Now get inside the car or you'll miss your flight," I said and he did as he was told. The driver didn't have patience no more and he started to drive before Harry even had his door closed. "I love you," he yelled before the door went shut and I blew a kiss for him.

Well, moving in with Harry would be interesting.