All Again

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Becca

Then.

I don't mean to start it with a pun; but it was Better Than Words.
Harry was incredible in bed.
He was attentive, loving and made sure you were kept satisfied.
He could be rough if you wanted or extremely gentle, and he drove my body absolutely crazy.
By now, I had lost count of the times we had slept together.
"Are you hungry?" Harry asked as he disposed the fourth- or was it the fifth- condom?
I looked at him, completely naked in front of me.
His tan skin and tattoos...
His muscular but small frame...
The small sweat that was glistening off of his skin...
His cross necklace that hung on his chest...
And his perfect hair that was now wild and fanning his face...
I think I was in love, or, high off of really good sex.
I stretched.
"Sure."
I looked at the clock and saw it was after midnight.
Was room service even still delivering?
"I think my sister said they were going out." he said turning to me. My eyes trailed down to his inked torso.
He was still miraculously hard and standing at attention. For a second, I contemplated pouncing on him again and going on another ride.
As I shifted my legs in anticipation, I rethought.
I was starting to get sore.
I guess Harry had worked me better than I realized.
So instead I said, "Going out where?"
"Some bar she and the others found last night. I guess they have good food. It's downstairs in the connected mall."
I sat up and clutched the sheet to my chest. He bent and picked up his boxers.
I didn't really know if I wanted to go to a bar. It sounded like a lot of people and potential chaos- but I didn't want to interrupt his normal routine.
"If you want too I guess." I said softly.
"I don't want to stay too long." he said softly. "Just pop my head in. My sis hasn't seen me much this year, and I try to spend as much time with her as I can."
"Then sure." I said.
He scratched his head and twirled his boxer briefs in his hand.
"Well then I'm going to take a shower quick."
I stood, slightly pulling the sheet up with me and wrapping it against me.
He grinned, watching me. "You're shy suddenly?"
I blushed thinking of all the not so shy things I had done in the last couple of hours.
"No. I'm just going to go back to my room too. Take a quick shower."
He gestured to the sheet. "You can't go like that. Someone could see you and then people will know what we're doing."
"I think people already know. Your sister kind of implied it."
His eyes grew slightly big in interest. "When was this?"
"Today when we were out."
"What did she say?" he asked curiously.
"Nothing major." I said quickly, so I didn't get her in any trouble. "But everyone thinks we're together."
Harry didn't respond and moved towards me. He caressed my cheek.
"Well please change either way...I'll see you in a bit." he said gently.
Then, he turned and headed for the bathroom.
Well okay then...
I finally dropped my sheet and threw on my clothes from earlier.
I was covered in sweat and our bodily fluids so my clothes clung to me.
I headed quickly to my room and hopped in the shower.
I was sure I didn't have much time to wash my hair so I just put it up in a bun and made a mental note to take a longer shower in the morning.
Well....later, since it was already morning.
My makeup from earlier was still on my face and hadn't bled despite my earlier antics so I added a small slither of lip gloss and threw on quick jeans and a top.
Then, I was ready.
Harry met me in the hallway.
He had on black jeans again (how many pairs did he own?), the tan boots, a white t-shirt and what appeared to be a black over-shirt in case it was chilly. His keycard and phone were in his hands.
Like me, he had also pulled his hair back in a bun.
He was so simple but once again, he looked handsome.
"Ready?" he said with a warm smile.
I nodded.
"I already have my security downstairs." he said as we began to walk down the hall.
"Cool."
He scanned me.
"You look nice." he said softly.
"Thanks."
He grinned widely at me and I returned it.
I think we were both reliving the last few hours in our minds.
As we went to climb in the elevators, his hands gently patted my butt.
I chuckled.
"Don't start anything you can't finish."
"Who says I can't finish?" he teased. "We're just on a mild break until we get back."
"I do have a flight in the morning mister." I reminded him.
"I know." he said and pouted. "That's why we're not going to waste any moments."
He leaned back and rested against the elevator wall, as we continued to travel down.
"I probably won't see you until you finish with school."
"Probably not." I said softly. "That sucks."
"It does." he said.
He looped one of his fingers though my belt hook suddenly and pulled me to him.
He wrapped his arms around my waist as I faced him.
Then he leaned down and kissed me. A slow, sensual kiss.
He smelled incredible.
"Don't forget me." he whispered against my lips.
"Don't forget me." I said back and he smiled.
"Like you warned, you're pretty unforgettable." he said and I melted.
His dimple was so prominent and he seemed so happy.
We stood lost in our own little bubble for a few more seconds until the elevator bell dinged.
We pulled apart. There was no telling who was in the hotel lobby.
As we walked, we continued our knowing smiles until we made it to the guard. We didn't have far to go and it was twelve in the morning- but we were cautious.
As we made the short trek to the club, me and Harry made small talk about my day, and he asked details about his Valentine's present.
In all of the mind-blowing sex, I had forgotten to give him his gift. However, while I had been in my shower in my room, he had opened it.
I had gotten him a New Year Charm for good luck and some Chinese Embroidery.
"You can keep it in your wallet, or car, or hang it in your house." I explained.
He smiled in appreciation, taking my hand for a quick second.
He kissed it.
"Thank you. I will." he said.
By the time we arrived at the bar a few minutes later, he had dropped my hand again and we had already moved onto another subject.
We quickly found the others since the bar was closed and the only area open was a rooftop bar. Making our way through the dimly lit area, we found Sophia, Gemma and Cal. Harry's security trailed behind us.
Harry took a seat next to his sister, and I sat across from them, by Cal.
Harry's security sat a few tables away.
"You two finally made it out huh?" Gemma said studying us. "What was up with the delay?"
Me and Harry locked eyes.
I hid the smile that wanted to peek through and turned away.
"We fell asleep watching some show." Harry said softly.
"How could you? Your TV was loud as hell. We could hear it all the way in Liam's room." Gemma said.
Again, my smile wanted to peek through. It was good to know the TV had masked the moans.
"How long have you been here?" Harry asked, quickly changing the subject. He rested his hands on the table.
"About an hour." Sophia answered.
"Where's Liam?" Harry asked since it appeared they weren't apart too much.
"He's tired." she said with a playful roll of her eyes.
"You want a drink?" Cal asked me.
"No." I said.
"Harry?"
"No. I'm a bit hungry though. Do they have appetizers?"
Gemma handed him a menu and I surveyed the bar.
We were being watched by a few young girls, but for the most part, the bar was empty and no one was paying us too much attention and giving us our privacy. Due to the dimly lit-almost pitch black- atmosphere of the bar, it was hard to make out others anyway. I could just see partial outlines.
I wondered if the girls watching knew who everyone was, and if so, were they curious about me.
"Bec?" I heard called and I turned to Harry.
"Are you hungry?" he asked me again. He was holding out the menu for me to take it.
By now it was bordering on 1am and I didn't feel comfortable eating.
"I'm okay." I said.
"Are you sure?" he asked concerned.
I nodded. My dinner had been light, but it would be enough.
Harry placed the menu down and turned from me.
Cal began to talk then and I felt my phone chime.
I had a text from Kelsey. It was 9am her time.
It was a group text inviting me to some dorm party when everyone got back in town.
I texted back quickly confirming and then was surprised when my phone rang.
It was one of my guy friends, Michael, and one of the recipients of the text message.
"Hello?" I answered standing. Cal was still continuing his story and everyone was paying attention to him.
"Becca! You're going to a dorm party? I can't believe it." Michael joked in my ear.
I rolled my eyes.
"Shut up Michael. You know, just because we spend everyday together, please note there are parts of my life you know nothing about."
At that statement, Harry's eyes lifted slowly and watched me. I figured I was being loud and didn't want to be rude.
I moved away from the table.
I found a secluded place two tables down and sat.
"Yes I am going. You guys act like I never do anything." I said into the phone.
I could feel eyes on me and when I turned, Harry was still watching me.
As our eyes locked, he rolled his eyes, turned and looked at his sister, but he didn't seem too happy.
What did I do now?
As Michael began talking, I cut him off.
"Look we'll talk later. I'm at work."
"Oh yeah, the internship...well call me later kay?"
I quickly agreed.
"Bye Beckham." he said and we hung up. I made my way over to the table and Harry stood.
Were we leaving already?
Reading my expression, he mumbled "Bathroom."
He moved past me and Gemma patted the seat beside her.
I sat down, obliging her.
Cal was still telling some silly story and Sophia and Gemma were paying attention. My eyes wandered to Harry, who was now stopped a few tables from us talking to a few girls.
They were obviously fans but I felt a wave of jealously.
After talking (and laughing for a few minutes) one of the girls pulled her camera out and Harry got into position to take a photo.
I watched in deep interest.
Once more I was awed by the situation.
I couldn't believe I had spent the last few hours sleeping with him. It seemed like he was two different people.
It was easy to forget he was this mega star since he didn't act like it.
Outside of my paychecks equal to his shoes alone, and moments like this, I hadn't seen any sides of that celebrity side.
As I watched in admiration, Harry didn't notice my stare and headed to the bathroom after finishing up the conversation.
When he came back, he was texting someone.
He took a seat across from me, since I stole his seat.
"Mum says call her Gem." he mumbled as he finished up his message.
"I called her earlier." she protested, picking up her phone and he looked at me.
Gemma began to punch in numbers. I however, had Harry's full attention.
"You ready?" he asked quietly.
"To leave?"
He nodded. He leaned and rested his arms on the table. "I'm tired."
His green eyes were soft and he did appear to be a little bit exhausted.
"You just got here." Gemma protested.
"Leave him alone." Cal joked. "He obviously had a long day."
"And a long night." Harry said but he smiled.
"I'm ready." I said.
Harry stood and placed his hand on Sophia's shoulder.
"Well gang, be well."
He waved at everyone and then stuck his hand out for me to take it.
I did, and he gently moved me away from the table.
I led the way out of the bar and Harry followed close behind.
As we headed outside, the air was a little brisk but still warm.
This time, on the walk back, he was pretty quiet.
"Are you okay?" I asked him.
"I'm fine." he said looking back at me. "Why?"
I shrugged. He seemed off again.
He was present but far away.
"I just want to go to bed. The day is catching up to me."
"Yeah I know what you mean." I said as a yawn arrived.
"Are you sleeping in my room?" he asked. His voice was quiet but calm.
I nodded. "If you want me too."
"Of course I do." he said.
When we reached the hotel, we headed upstairs and Harry opened his hotel door.
He instantly pulled his shirt off and unbuttoned his pants as I laid down.
He stripped down to his boxers and then came over to meet me on the bed.
"Take your jeans off." he demanded softly.
I did as he said, and then he laid behind me.
He pulled the covers over us and wrapped his arms around me.
I could feel his nose against my neck and his breath ticking my skin.
I nestled into him.
"Mmm." he moaned in appreciation. "I don't know how I'm going to say bye to you tomorrow." he mumbled. "I'm getting quite use to this."
His voice was deep but above a whisper.
I smiled, but didn't reply and felt him kiss my neck.
"Goodnight Love." he said.
"Goodnight Hun." I said.
I was sleep five minutes later.
The next morning we slept in. When we woke up at 10:30am, we were tangled together and both sore.
"I need a serious workout." Harry said after we had said good morning.
"I thought I did that last night?" I said with a smile.
He smiled back and tapped my nose.
"You're the reason I need it."
He sat up and stretched.
"Are you all packed already?"
I nodded. "Pretty much."
I sat up as well.
"Anything else you need to do?" he questioned.
I nodded no. Nothing came to mind.
"Good." he said and then suddenly tackled me, climbing on top of me. "Because you're not leaving this bed yet."
I laughed as he began to tickle me and kiss my neck.
We spent the next half hour playing and joking around in the sheets until we decided we needed to eat before I left.
Harry was playful and seemed to touch me as much as he could.
As I ate my eggs and toast, Harry played with my hair and threw things at me.
"You better stop. Or I'm going to attack when I get done."
I grabbed a pillow, prepared to throw it, to show him I meant business.
He chuckled and continued his playful demeanor.
He yanked it out of my hand and leaned down and kissed me. Then as he stood back up, he tussled my hair. I instantly swatted him and he began to tickle me again. My giggles loud in the room.
When it came time to gather my things and get ready to go, he was practically up under me. He hugged me from behind and nestled his head on my shoulders.
"You're a huge toddler." I said as I threw the rest of the stuff in my bag.
He was obnoxiously adorable.
"I don't want you to go." he mumbled against me. "Stay a few more days." he said softly.
"I have class." I argued.
"I don't care." he said and clutched me tighter. "Let me change your ticket. It'll take me ten minutes."
I rested my head next to his.
"Believe me I would if I could."
He kissed my cheek and then let me go.
"Well that's all that matters I guess."
He took a seat on my hotel bed and pulled me to him.
I sat on him, wrapping my legs around his lean torso.
We shared a slow kiss. His hands cupped my cheeks as our tongues slowly moved together.
"I really am going to miss you." he said against my lips when we pulled away.
"When's your next break?" I asked.
"Couple weeks." he said. "Maybe I'll make my way to New York..."
I smiled. "Maybe you should."
He grinned an adorable smile.
"Would you be happy to see me?"
"Ecstatic." I said.
He traced my lips with his fingers. "I'll keep that in mind."
We shared another long kiss and then I climbed off of him. I needed to get to the airport.
Harry texted his driver and had my bags moved downstairs.
Harry held me in our last few minutes together.
"I feel like I should say bye to everyone. All of your tour family has been so nice to me."
He nodded no. "I don't want to share you right now. You'll probably see them again."
I nestled against his chest.
"Okay well...thanks again." I said. "For everything."
He hugged me tightly.
"No, thank you. You were a perfect distraction."
He kissed my forehead.
Then it was time for me to go. I had a little over an hour until my flight, and I was cutting it really close, despite the fact I was near the airport.
He took my hand and walked me to the end of the hall.
We shared more kisses as we waited for the elevator.
"Text me before you get on the plane." he said when we broke apart.
"I will."
"Kay." he said. "And make sure you get some rest."
I had a fifteen hour flight ahead of me.
"I will."
The elevator dinged and I climbed on.
I gave him a final wave as my back hit the elevator wall.
"I'll call you." he threw out before the doors closed.
When I got back to New York sixteen hours later, there was a text from Harry.
*I miss you already. Hope you're well. All my love. x*
*I miss you too. Hope you're getting some rest. We'll talk soon. :)*
I wasn't sure what time he was on anymore since he was now in Manila and I didn't know if he was awake or asleep.
When he would call me back, it would be eight hours later and I would be asleep, missing his call.
I would call him back, and this time he was the one who didn't answer.
*Sorry, been on stage.* he texted two hours later.
We texted for a bit about small things, mainly his show and my flight. We were both a bit distracted, since I was in class, and he was trying to get back to his hotel and settled.
After a half hour, I cut the conversation short.
*Well I'll let you go.* I said reluctantly. *I'll try to catch up with you later.*
*K. Sounds good. I'll call you when I get up* he promised back a few minutes later. I sent him a smiley face and turned my phone off, anxious to focus on class. I only had a month and a half to go until finals and the semester was over.
Picking up my pen, I pushed away all thoughts of the handsome green eyed Brit I was falling for, and began to copy notes.
If only I had knew then I should have kept the conversation going.
I would not hear from Harry anymore that day, or even the rest of the week.
In fact, it wouldn't be until a month later that his voice would appear on the other end of my phone, and by then, I had forced myself to try to get over him.
However, he wasn't going anywhere and I learned that very quickly.
My time with Harry was still very much beginning.

Notes

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