All Again

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
HARRY

Then.

"Can I get a picture too Harry?"
"Sure." I said shifting my long Evian bottle in my hand. I pulled the young fan in my arms and remained stoic as my picture was snapped for the third time.
"Thank you." she said politely.
"Thank you." I said back, "Nice to see you."
I had been at the airport for five minutes, and everyone else was already inside. The other boys had decided to take the private entrance, and everyone else-besides my security-was already headed to the gate.
I stopped once more, being flagged down and took one final picture, before heading into the airport.
It was much more tame than the airports in the States and I was thankful I didn't have to deal with a big crowd.
As everyone had climbed out of the SUV, Becca had followed my instructions perfectly and just kept walking. She didn't even give me a second glance.
It made me slightly hopeful and happy. Just maybe she could handle all this fame stuff.
We were far from any real commitment, or even being defined now, but I knew it was possible that I would want to see more of her in the future. We got on well, so maybe she would be around for a bit. I didn't have time for love and serious girlfriends, but I was open to a fling and something casual.
When I got to my gate, Becca was there and texting on her phone. She didn't appear to be paying any attention to any of the check-in stuff.
Using her distraction to my advantage, I went up behind her and playfully yanked a strand of her long hair. She looked up.
As our eyes connected, she grinned.
"Hey Stud."
"Stud?" I asked, keeping my voice light, "I don't think a girl has ever called me that before..."
"Of course they have, just probably not to your face."
I grinned. She probably had a point.
"Are you alright?" I asked. She seemed fine, but I wanted to make sure she wasn't overwhelmed in any way.
"I'm perfect. That was easier than I thought."
"I told you they would leave you alone."
"You did." she said.
I glanced at her phone. "Who are you texting?"
"Just sending a quick text to my mom-checking in ya know? Although, she's probably asleep."
I started to respond, but then I was interrupted for another picture.
Getting into position next to a security guard, I posed once more, and then we headed to the plane.
As we walked, Becca was peering at everything and studying the plane. The only thing distracting her, was her bag, which she kept shifting on her shoulder.
"This is so exciting." Becca said once more, pushing it behind her tiny frame. It looked heavy.
I started to lift it off her arm to confirm my thoughts, but she clutched it.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I'm carrying it for you." I said softly, pulling it off her shoulder and taking it in my hand. "Isn't that what I'm suppose to do?"
She smiled in surprise. "I don't know. Are you?"
"I think I am." I said softly. "That's what courting is right?"
"Oh you're courting me now?" she joked.
"I think so." I said with a teasing smile and we continued our playful banter all the way to the plane. Niall was already boarded and other members of our team.
Becca took her seat and I sat beside her. It was going to be a quick flight, so there would be no need for books and other forms of entertainment. Besides, I was planning on just talking to Becca most of the trip anyway.
She had my complete attention anyway.
I watched as she pulled her hair up into a bun and settled back against her seat, closing her eyes.
"Tired?" I asked.
"No, I just don't like take off."
I reached over and cupped her hand. I didn't know if she would need to squeeze it, but it would be there.
She smiled but didn't open her eyes.
I continued to look at her.
Her slender face grabbed my attention, and kept it.
"You truly are a beautiful girl." I said quietly, taking in the details. "Just perfect."
It was more of a thought to myself, but it made her open her eyes and turn to me.
"And you're very handsome." she said back, her hazel eyes gleaming.
I smiled.
"You're very kind." I countered back.
"You're very sweet." she said back. And suddenly it was a game.
"You're quite nice." I said.
"You're quite charming."
I paused, thinking.
"You're quite smart." I said when it came to me.
"You're quite talented." she said back.
"You're quite-"
"Would you both quite shut up?"
We both turned to Niall who was sat across from us. He was smiling but we got the point.
We turned from him and smiled at each other. I had forgotten we weren't alone.
I pulled an orange out my bag, and began peeling while Becca and Niall began a conversation about the show that night.
Alternating between conversations, and slight dozing off, the plane ride went quickly.
When we arrived in Hong Kong two hours later, we headed to the hotel to change, and then we were all headed to the stadium.
I went to the stadium alone since Becca chose to stay at the hotel and get a quick nap before the show.
"I'm sure you guys are going to keep me up late tonight," she joked. "Better get some rest."
It was true.
Most of the time, we didn't all go to bed until after two on show nights.
At the stadium we went through the usual logistics. As the band finished setting up, we began our sound check but things were off. I was a little tired and anxious to get back to the hotel. Louis was slightly hung over. Liam was tired as well but mainly distracted by his friends. Niall was his usual cheery self, running around everywhere and Zayn had an attitude.
It was a struggle to even keep us all focused.
Zayn was the worst.
He was withdrawn and looking in his phone every few minutes.
"What's wrong?" I asked when we had a moment.
"I don't want to fucking talk about it." he snapped.
I didn't react, since we all had our bad days, and Zayn could be pretty sensitive.
"Well if you need to talk..." I just offered.
He walked away, totally ignoring me.
He seemed annoyed and pissed off at my general presence.
Now I was a bit concerned.
Did I do something?
For the past few days, he had gone out of his way to ignore me.
A few minutes later I approached Louis and Liam.
"What's up with Zayn?" I asked.
Louis looked at me in surprise. "You don't know?"
I shook my head no. Obviously not.
"Have you even been online today?" Louis asked.
"No." I said honestly. My attention had been on packing and Becca.
"Check the blogs bro." he said simply, but he was smiling.
Despite it, I didn't like the cryptic tone of his words.
Liam and Louis went back to their conversation and I pulled out my phone.
I logged into my private Tumblr account and browsed the 'gossip'.
Then I just shook my head in discontent.
These guys...
Zayn had fucked himself.
Last night, he had posed with a random girl at the club and had been photographed taking her home.
Behind the scenes I had been seeing her for a few days but the fans didn't know that--until now.
I wasn't disgusted or bothered, because Perrie, his fiance and Zayn did have an agreement while he was on the road and he was allowed to indulge a little; as long as he didn't make it public and embarrass her.
Well last night he did.
While I had been in my room, hooking up with Becca, they were getting pictured by fans.
I scrolled through the comments and read some of the stuff being said, and it was a little brutal, but nothing to cause him that much anger- unless Perrie was mad at him.
Oh well. I said shrugging it off. I was there for my mates, but I didn't get involved when they did it to themselves.
It would pass like any other 1D scandal. In a month, no one would even care.
When we finished up sound check, I sent a quick text to Becca.
*Thinking of you. What are you doing?*
She didn't text me back immediately so I summed up that she was probably sleeping.
I headed to the wardrobe room, picking out my clothes for the night-a simple all black outfit- and then headed to the band dressing room. I kept myself occupied, hanging out with the backstage crew and grabbing a bite to eat.
It didn't make sense to head to my hotel for a couple hours, so I decided to remain at the venue until the start of the show.
I was aware that in a couple of hours, we would have to do a small meet and greet and we would need to meet some of the important people in the country.
*Sorry, just woke up. What are you doing?* my phone suddenly buzzed. By now, I was sitting with Lou Teasdale and my sister, and we were just talking casually.
*Nothing really. Did you get enough sleep?*
*Plenty. I'm all good to go for tonight.*
*Good. Come to the Arena then. I'll send a driver your way.*
*Alright. See you soon* she replied.
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Later, I had two options.
"Gold, or tan?"
Becca, who had been playing a game on her phone, looked up.
Her eyes lit up as she looked at my hands and the two separate boots I was carrying.
"Oh. I get to pick?" she asked in mock excitement.
I nodded and smiled.
She looked back at her phone and ended the hum of the game. Then she turned and gave me her full attention.
"You know what you should really wear?" she began mischeviously.
"The Gold ones?" I questioned, already reading her mind.
She smiled and nodded yes.
"Cool." I said.
It was the preferred pair anyways.
I threw the other pair of tan boots down.
"And then you could give me those,"
I looked back at her and saw that she was looking at my tan boots.
I smiled, picking them back up and handing them to her.
"Here. They're yours."
She squealed.
She flipped them in her hand while I placed my gold boots down and went to the rack in my room.
The show started in an hour and I was just killing time.
"Size forty four. What does that mean?"
"Eleven."
"I'm a size nine in women's." she said. "Maybe they'll fit me."
I smiled. "Totally doubt it. But go for it."
She slipped off her flats. I studied her red nail polish before she slipped in my shoe.
She stood.
"Hmm...what do you think?"
"I think you look sexy, despite the fact that they swallow you." I said removing my shirt and tossing it in the corner.
Her eyes caught my chest. She stared intensely at my body.
I looked down.
"What?" I asked as my eyes connected to my two bird tattoos. I didn't see anything out of place.
"You're so hot." She said.
I brought my eyes back up and smiled. She was still staring at my body.
I made my way over to her.
"Am I?"
My hands found the side of her face and I caressed her cheek.
"You know... I haven't kissed you much today."
"That's okay. I was planning on jumping you after the show." She teased. "So I'll get plenty of kisses."
I grinned. "Oh really?"
She smiled back and nodded.
"Well let's start right now."
I leaned and placed a soft kiss on her lips.
She smelled so good, and her warm scents enveloped me while her lips gently kissed back. She tasted like mint and berries
It must have been some flavored lip gloss or something.
After a few seconds, we both deepened the kiss.
My hand dropped from her face and curved around her waist pulling her closer to me.
She moaned against my mouth and her whimper reminded me of something else. I felt myself growing hard and thoughts of me and her having sex in the dressing room overtook my mind. Then, thoughts of being interrupted crept in.
I only had an hour before my show and I couldn't get caught up with Becca right now.
I paused the kiss and pulled away.
As our faces broke apart, she looked hungry for more.
"Later." I whispered, tracing her moist lips with my finger. "You're going to break my focus."
She smiled. "You started it."
She placed her finger on my belly button and trailed up my chest. She stopped just below my cross necklace. Her fingers tickled and warmed my skin.
I grabbed her finger and cupped it in my hand.
"Don't please."
Her soft touch was only making it worst and she noticed.
She looked down, looking at my now apparent boner.
She bit her lip and pulled away.
"Sorry."
Though she wasn't. I could tell by her Cheshire cat grin.
She looked back down at my shoes on her feet.
Using the distraction, I went over to my rack and grabbed a black t-shirt and threw it on quickly.
"Hey Harry?" she asked suddenly.
"Yeah?"
"Is it always this quiet backstage? I always envisioned something totally different."
I nodded no. "There's tension tonight and everyone is a bit tired so we're keeping distance. Plus I kind of let it be known that you're here, so everyone is giving me my privacy...why?" I asked going over to her. "My company not enough for you?"
"No it's fine. I just...I thought the boys would be in here or your sister."
"My sister is in Sarah's Kitchen probably eating and um...like I said, it's a little weird tonight. We'll be good once we get on stage though." I reassured.
"Okay." She said. I sat beside her and then laid on her legs, hugging them like a pillow.
She giggled. "Sleepy?"
"M'hmm." I said and closed my eyes.
I wasn't, but I needed to touch her.
Her perfume was addictive and her hands quickly found their way to my head. Massaging gently, we sat there in silence.
After tonight, we had one more day before she had to go back to New York.
I had to admit it was a little depressing that she was leaving already. I felt like we needed more time.
"When does school end for you?" I asked suddenly.
"May." She said. "Like the 1st or something."
"Hmmm...." I said thinking. "And do you go straight home or do you stay in New York?"
"I go home. By then I'm anxious to be back in my bed and my space."
I didn't reply. I was trying to calculate where I would probably be in May.
We would have a small break around that time and I didn't know yet if I was going back to London or to California.
I was a little more tempted to go back to Los Angeles; especially if we were going to start recording the album soon and she would be there.
I trailed my fingers on her knees.
"Could I see you?"
"Of course." She said, continuing to rub my head.
It was beyond relaxing.
I sighed in appreciation and she leaned down to kiss my cheek.
I smiled.
This must have been bliss.
Thirty minutes later, we were up and headed to the main stage area.
It was noisy and busy as it always was before we go out.
We held hands as we walked. Every so often, I would stop and say hello to someone or introduce her. I could see the boys- minus Zayn and management waiting around.
I was looking for someone specific so that they could assist Becca to her seat.
I approached my fellow bandmates.
"Hey Becca." Niall said warmly when approached.
"Hi." She said smiling widely. She still seemed quite happy to be around him even though she was with me now. Or was she?
I had to keep reminding myself that we hadn't even had a conversation about everything that happened or what it would mean over the next coming days.
I wasn't interested in anyone else at the moment so I wasn't worried on my end, but what if there was someone in New York?
What if she still liked and preferred Niall?
A feeling of intense jealously overcame me.
I placed my hand on the small of back and pulled her a little closer. Me and the boys had never had problems with women. We didn't share them or fight over them, but I didn't even want them looking at her in that way. She was a very attractive girl- but she also wasn't available anymore- especially in this moment.
"Hi." We heard quietly. I turned to the voice. It was Liam's girlfriend Sophia.
The girls were quickly introduced and shook hands awkwardly.
Liam, the talker of the group, began to ask Becca questions as if this was the first time they were introduced.
I bent and whispered in Becca's ear. "We need to get you to your seat." I reminded her since Liam could be a bit much when he was excited.
"Oh yeah." She said turning to me.
Liam and Niall looked at us in confusion at her sudden pause. Louis didn't seem to be paying too much attention to the conversation.
"I need to get her to her seat." I explained.
"Oh I can take her." Sophia said stepping up. "She'll be by us right?" she asked looking at me.
I nodded.
"Kay. Cool." She said and smiled widely. She made a move towards Becca. "Follow me."
Liam pulled her back suddenly, called out a 'hey' and kissed her.
Louis instantly rolled his eyes; over relationships at this point. "Well that's my cue to leave." He said and Niall smiled agreeing.
They both walked away.
Becca turned to me to gauge my reaction.
I figured I was supposed to kiss her too.
I pulled her to me and hugged her, kissing her cheek.
"I'll see you in a bit." I said in her ear.
She smiled and then took it a step further. She kissed my lips, taking me by surprise.
I felt myself relax instantly but it wasn't the time to deepen the kiss.
We pulled apart as Sophia and Liam did.
Then, Sophia pulled her away from me.
Me and Liam both watched as they walked away. The girls were already gigging about something and I could feel myself smiling.
"She's pretty." Liam said when they were far ahead of us and looked at me.
I didn't respond.
They knew I was private and I knew he was trying to gauge my reaction.
No matter what was going on behind the scenes, I was not going to be confirming anything.
He patted my shoulder,understanding, and shrugged off his own comment.
"Come on. Lets go get ready."

The seconds before we went out on that stage was the best. It was the same band, same music, even same clothes some nights, but the audience and the place always made it a unique experience.
That stage had and could take me to places nothing else could.
As the final minutes whined down, me and the guys did our final chant and hugged.
The tension was there, just a little under the surface still, but it was another show and we were all relieved.
Nothing compared to show days and it was what we waited for.
We opened with Clouds, from Four, and the energy was insane.
We quickly made our way through the set list.
Becca, my sister, and Sophia were stood on the side of the stage. Every so often my eyes would trail to Becca to make sure she was having a good time.
Thanks to my sister and Sophia, she was dancing, carefree and smiling. I played with her a bit, mocking her a little and she would play back, dancing more or sticking her tongue out at me. It was fun.
After the show, we all headed backstage, took quick showers and then headed for our vans that were waiting to take us back to the hotel.
Becca was already in the car when I climbed in.
"Hey Superstar." She said immediately.
I chuckled. "Oh God, please don't start calling me that."
She smiled widely. "It was a great show."
"Looked like it. I saw you dancing."
"Don't know what you're talking about." she said coyly. "I think the stage lights blinded you a bit."
"Oh I think I know exactly what I'm talking about." I said and she blushed shyly.
I placed my hand on her knee and squeezed gently.
She turned to me and smiled.
"So are you tired?" I asked.
She nodded no. "No after that? Are you kidding?"
"Good." I said. "I was hoping you weren't."
Her eyes met mine and I could tell she tried to read them. All day had been slightly hard for me, and I couldn't wait to get her back to the hotel and in my bed. I wasn't ready to go all the way, but it would definitely be fun edging.
"Uh oh. I don't trust that grin." She said.
"You shouldn't." I said and winked.
"You better behave." She warned wagging her finger at me.
I chuckled. "But why? Dark Harry is real."
She giggled. "What?"
"Just something I see the fans say." I said with a small laugh. "I get tagged in some weird things sometimes."
She touched my face and grinned. " Well I don't know anything about him. I like this Harry."
I kissed her hand. "He likes you too."
We made it back to the hotel and went straight to my room.
"Movie?" I asked as she plopped on my bed.
"Sounds good." She said lying back on my pillow. I looked at her briefly taking her in.
I was a lucky guy; at least for the next few hours until she was gone again.
I opened my laptop and waited for the Netflix to connect.
"Or we can just watch what's on?" she suggested.
"Go for it." I said swiping my hand across the laptops mouse pad, waking it up.
I heard her shuffle behind me and turn on the TV.
We instantly heard something in Chinese. I glanced up at the screen and there weren't any subtitles either.
I smiled. "Well I don't think that's going to work."
She smiled. "Oh ye have no faith." She said and began flicking through channels looking for something else.
My phone buzzed in my pocket. It was a text from one of my mates in London.
Becca was still flicking channels as I responded.
I looked up at her as I began to place my phone in my pocket but then paused.
She was propped on one elbow, looking at the TV. She had on jeans and a loose fitting top. Her hair which had been up most of the day, was now pooled on her shoulder and chest. It had curled up at the tips and had a natural waviness.
Before I could stop myself, I was over there, pulling the remote out of her hand and kissing her.
She pulled at my shirt as she laid back and I climbed on top of her.
I could tell I surprised her but she recovered quickly. Her lips were soft as I ran my tongue along them, before parting her lips and inserting my tongue in her mouth.
She was good at this, amazing even, and I couldn't get enough of her.
My hand ran through her hair, while the other cupped her face.
I could hear my phone buzz again in the distance where I had quickly tossed it, but I ignored it.
I was lost in her.
We flipped so she was on top and I was underneath her.
Her warm lips found my neck, and her hands trailed my skin under my shirt.
Eventually she lifted it, removing it, and began to kiss my stomach.
My phone buzzed again and this time it caused Becca to jump.
"Bloody hell." I moaned. I searched around for the noise and found it on the edge of the bed. I instantly grabbed it and chucked it across the room.
"Ignore it." I said.
"What if it's important?" she asked.
"You're important." I said.
It seemed to turn her on because her lips found mine quickly.
We were all over each other. Hands shifting and exploring, sighs and moans murmured and it wasn't long before I removed her shirt.
I traced her cream bra and she peered down at me.
Between the aroused, primal look she gave me and the pink flush that came with her biting her lip, I was ready to take it to the next level.
"You are so sexy." I said, more as a general statement than to her.
She leaned and kissed me again and once more I flipped us.
Now that she was beneath me, I decided to play.
I kissed her chin, her neck and worked my way down to her breasts.
My hands found their way into her pants and I maneuvered until my hand hovered over her most intimate area.
Her body was so warm and I could feel the wetness through her panties.
Using my hand I spread her underwear to the side and stuck a finger in.
She was fucking tight and I grew instantly harder just thinking about being inside of her.
My lips trailed her breasts until I used my teeth to gently remove the part of the bra that was covering her nipple.
She moaned.
I licked gently and continued to pump in and out of her with my finger.
She moaned again.
I inserted another finger and she withered beneath me.
"Harry." she said breathlessly.
My name sounded good on her lips, especially like this.
My tongue moved to the other breast.
She practically whimpered.
Her voice was thick, and needy. I had complete control of her and her pleasure.
I wanted her to moan my name again, so I inserted a third finger and pumped faster.
I didn't get my name, but she instantly screamed "Yes!"
I smiled, satisfied and studied her.
I wanted so badly to just take her. I could already feel myself straining against my jeans.
Fuck waiting.
I needed contact soon, or I was going to go crazy. My dick already had to be a light blue. Blue balls all the way.
I hovered over her and whispered in her ear.
"Does it feel good? Do I make you feel good?"
"Fuck Harry. You're perfect" she panted and I kissed her.
Her legs were moving and I could feel she was close to the edge. Her hands found my hair and she tugged feverishly.
My lips found her neck again and I changed tactics. I took my fingers out and she moaned and protested.
"Wait." I teased looking at her flush skin.
I unbuttoned her pants and sat up to pull them off of her.
I removed them quickly along with her underwear, and there she was. Her skin was bright pink and glistening from the sweat and her sex was soaked.
I swallowed and tried to control myself. Sliding into her now would be complete Heaven.
"Bec, I want you so bad." I groaned. My pants were practically cutting off my circulation.
She smiled.
"I love when you call me that."
"And I love when you call my name." I said honestly. I needed to hear it again, and I knew just the way.
I pulled her legs closer to my face and sunk down.
My tongue connected to her clit and she instantly grabbed at the sheets.
I gave a slow roll with my tongue and she began.
"Oh Harrrry..." she moaned.
I smiled and went to work.
I loved watching her come undone and it was only a minute later, when she lost it completely, screaming my name as she climaxed.
I practically came right there.
I needed her. I couldn't even wait any longer.
I jumped off the bed and unbuttoned my pants.
She moved quickly, helping me and pushing my pants down.
I chuckled at how ready she was as well.
"When was your last time?" I asked anxiously as she pulled my boxers down as well.
I sprung free and she didn't answer, connecting her mouth to me.
"Oh my-" I began, but I couldn't even finish the sentence. I was already so hard and I knew I wasn't going to last long.
My hands went to her hair and I tried to remove her but she sucked harder and I was complete putty.
She was good.
Really, really good.
I looked down at me in her mouth, her lips wide and swollen.
"Just like that." I whispered and she pulled me out, spitting on me before taking me in her mouth again.
I wasn't use to girls doing that, but I was learning it turned me on - a lot.
It was so wet in her mouth that all I could do was close my eyes and enjoy it.
I was briefly reminded of her and her nether regions, and how it would be to be buried in her as well.
"Bec..." I said softly. I needed her off of me, no matter how good it felt. Or else, nothing else was probably going to be happening tonight.
I wasn't a slouch in the bedroom department, and I could definitely work my way around a bedroom; but tonight...
I continued to watch her, taking me fully in her mouth. There was no gagging or choking, and I was amazed at how well she took me. She completely owned my cock, and I was at her complete mercy.
"Fuck," I grunted once more. "Bec?"
The familiar feeling in me began to rise....
Rise...
This needed to stop.
I didn't want to wait anymore and I would rather come deep inside of her, with her wrapped around me...
"Hmm." She moaned with me still in her mouth and the vibration made me pause.
"Lay back." I stuttered and she looked up at me.
Her hazel eyes looking up at me undid me.
I was suddenly closer than ever before.
Fuck. I really didn't want to come that way, but I could myself tightening and I knew I was only seconds away.
Damn those golden eyes.
"Bec," I called again to let her know but she knew.
She suddenly went into overdrive, sucking and rotating her mouth and I came.
HARD.
"Shit!" I shouted releasing and then pulled away from her.
My dick was so sensitive at that point, that I didn't even want her mouth or any other part of her on me. It had been the best orgasm I had released in a long time.
As I turned away from her, I could hear her stand, and come over to me. I turned just in time to feel her kiss me.
It was a tender and sweet kiss.
I wrapped my hands around her waist and gently pushed her on the bed before climbing on her. I was careful of my dick which was still extremely sensitive and rested between her.
We kissed more and our hands continued to explore each other's bodies for a couple more minutes.
When we pulled away, I remembered my question. I peered down at her.
"You didn't answer me." I said softly.
Her hand went to my loose hair and she shifted it away from my face.
"I was a little busy."
I smiled and she licked her lips.
"My last time?" she questioned.
I nodded yes.
"Last year." She finally said. "Me and this guy I was seeing ended things in October."
"Why?" I asked.
"School stuff. I didn't have time."
I readjusted myself, so I was leaning on my arm.
"Hm." I said trailing my fingers on her belly. "Have you ever been in love?"
She nodded yes. "Think so. You?"
"No. Not real love anyway. More like deep deep lust."
She frowned in sympathy. "Do you want to be?"
"Of course. One day." I said.
"When do you want to get married?" she asked and I smiled.
"Stop flipping the conversation to me."
She chuckled. "I'm not."
"Good. Because I want to know more. Tell me about your first love?"
"Why does it matter?" she asked softly.
"It doesn't. but you don't talk about that stuff."
"I'm just private I guess...sorry."
I kissed her nose. "No I like that. I'm pretty private too."
She shifted her head on the pillow.
"It was my first boyfriend. We dated for three years from fourteen to seventeen. High school sweethearts and all that..."
"Why did you and him split?"
"Grew apart and college was starting soon and we just decided to walk away from it."
"Are you still friends?"
She shook her head no. "I haven't seen him for a while. My mom says he still comes into the coffee shop sometimes."
"Oh." I said and caressed her cheek.
Behind us, the TV was still playing. I turned to the noise, remembering our previous plan.
"Do you still want to watch a movie?"
She giggled. "And other things...."
"Oh yeah?" I asked and kissed her.
I wrapped myself around her and it escalated again. My lips were everywhere on her: her neck, her chest, her stomach.
"I can't get enough of you." She said softly as I pulled back up and met her eyes.
"The feeling is mutual. I don't think we should leave this bed tomorrow." I said honestly.
"Hmm. Room service and sex. Sounds good."
"And sex? You're jumping the gun a bit aren't you?"
"Am I?" she dared.
I just smiled. "I guess we'll see."
I shifted. "Do you want to take a shower?"
"A real one this time?"
"Yes a real one."
I sat up and reached my hands out.
She took my hand and we stood. I looked down at her body and licked my lips.
"Beautiful."
She trailed her hands on my chest and traced my sparrows. "Beautiful." She said back.
"I'm going to count all these later." She said trailing her eyes on my tattoos.
"You want the stories too?"
"Yes please." She said and I smiled.
We headed to the bathroom. I turned on the shower, while she pinned up her hair with a hair tie.
"I don't feel like washing my hair." she explained.
I had already washed my hair earlier after the show, so I knew what she meant.
"I won't get you to wet." I promised.
"Well i didn't say that." she said with a mischievous smile and I smiled back.
We climbed in the shower, and kept it PG-13 with me fingering her again and a few kisses. We washed each other up and played a bit until the water grew cold.
When we got out, Becca threw on my robe while I found her something to wear.
I handed her a pair of boxers and one of my many t-shirts.
"Thanks babe." She said changing.
I threw on sweatpants and laid beside her.
"Okay," I said settling back. "What's on TV?"
I pulled Becca in my arms and she laid on my chest. I kissed her hair as I scrolled through channels.
Some of them were in English with Chinese captions.
I, however, was looking for a movie.
"What do you like to watch?" I asked.
"Anything." She murmured against my skin.
I smiled and just picked something random.
She was so quiet in my arms and I could hear her gentle breathing.
"Don't go to sleep." I said.
"I'm not." She said softly. "I'm just listening to your heartbeat."
"Good." I glanced at the clock and saw it was past two in the morning.
I heard my phone buzz in the corner again signaling a text message.It had continued to be steady in its buzzes, but I was pretending like I didn't hear it.
Becca had different plans.
She shifted so that I could get up, but I clutched her tighter.
"Nope. We're still ignoring it." I said simply and she nestled against me.
It buzzed again and then started to ring.
She looked up at me and I rolled my eyes.
"Fine." I said and sat up, but then I was interrupted.
I heard a loud slam, like a hotel door opening and closing and then shouting.
It was coming from outside the room and in the hall.
Becca sat up hearing it too.
Fuck you Bro. It's my fucking life.
You're being a pussy!
Zayn just wait.
Fuck all of you! I'm leaving!
I stood. I heard multiple voices at a time and I knew something serious was going on.
"Hold on." I said to Becca quickly and headed to the door.
As I opened it, the screams increased by 50% and Zayn was shoving Louis.
I quickly jumped in, playing peacemaker.
"Woah. Woah. What is going on?" I said jumping in between them.
They were both pissed and i'm not even sure if they heard me.
"Zayn's leaving." Niall quickly explained, reaching to grab Louis and restrain him. I kept my hand on Zayn's chest.
"Leaving what?" I questioned in confusion. The Hotel?
"The tour." Liam said walking down the hall towards us. In the distance, I could see Sophia watching the exchange as well, in her robe and Liam's good friend Andy.
As I processed that, I saw security moving to intervene and members of our management team heading towards me as well..
What the hell did I miss?
"Huh? What's going on?" I asked again.
"Zayn is being a little bitch because he got caught cheating. Now he's being a pussy about it and-"
Zayn reached over me and tried to swing at Louis again who was talking.
Liam quickly intervened and we both pushed them apart before security took over.
"Louis shut up!" I said finally, since he could be a snapping turtle when he was angry. I tried talking to the calmer one of the two.
"Zayn, talk to me. Where are you going?" I asked.
"You would know if you checked your phone. We've all been talking for the last hour. " he accused, his Bradford accent strong.
I brushed him off.
"I'm talking to you now." I said. "Tell me."
"I'm going back to London. I'm tired of the bullshit."
"You don't get to just leave! We're a unit." Louis said cutting in.
"Louis is right." Niall said a little calmer. "We can help you with whatever it is."
"You can't fucking help me!" Zayn shouted. "No one has been listening to me. I've been trying to tell you guys-"
Suddenly management cut in talking about him breaching some contract, and how they would sue him- and Niall cut in trying to play peacemaker, and then Liam cut in trying to be the authority and soon, everyone started screaming again.
I sighed, trying to find patience.
This was too fucking much for two o' clock in the morning.
I turned and looked behind me. My hotel room door was still open and I remembered Becca could see and hear everything that was going on.
She looked back at me with wide, confused eyes.
We needed to get out of this hallway. We needed to get out of public view.
I had known Becca for two months, but I didn't know how much I could trust her with at this point.
Sophia and Andy had seen this before, but for Becca, I could tell she was interested and all I would need is for this exchange to leak to the public.
The many disagreements of One Direction didn't need to start coming out now.
No, we needed to all go somewhere and sit and talk about this more.
I pulled away from the guys since they were restrained, and peeked my head through the door.
"Give me a second, kay? I have to handle this."
She nodded quickly and waved me away.
I shut the door and turned back to the guys.
Zayn was carrying his bag and was ready to leave. He was practically at the elevator.
I needed to intervene quickly.
"Guys, guys, guys...lets all just calm down." I said playing final resolutionist. There was still many voices going at once, and if anyone had a clear head in all of this, it was me.
"Let's just talk about this."
"I'm done talking. I'm leaving." Zayn said. "I don't want to be here anymore."
I placed my hand on his chest. "You haven't talked to me. Please Zayn. Please." I pleaded. "Just tell me what's going on?"
He must read something in my eyes because he gave in.
"Fine. Ten minutes."

Notes

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