All Again

CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
HARRY

Then.

I shut my phone off and stuck it in my back pocket.
Standing, I roped my bag around my shoulder and prepared to leave the small private plane.
I looked at my security and the stewardess as she wished us well and opened up the small compartment.
I had a black SUV waiting for me and I was about a half hour from my hotel.
By now I was aware that Becca had already landed and was there waiting, and I was anxious to see her.
We hadn’t been physically together since I had left for London, which was almost three weeks earlier and I actually missed her.
Still, we had been texting regularly and face timing from our computers when we got a moment so it wasn‘t too bad.
Prior to the flight I had been spending most of my time in London, relaxing with family and friends.
Now the circus of tour was about to begin again, and this time, Becca would be right beside me.
As we drove to the hotel, I sent her a quick text letting her know I was on my way, but she didn’t text back.
I sent other texts to my Mum, and Dad, letting them know I had arrived and that I would talk to them soon.
I had well over eight hours until my show and I planned to spend the majority of them laid under Becca somewhere.
When I arrived at the hotel, I grabbed my bag again, swinging it over my shoulder. I already had a keycard waiting and headed right to my room.
When I entered it was quiet and I heard the faint sounds of the TV playing and right in the middle, was pure beauty resting on my pillows.
I smiled and set my bag down quietly and approached Becca.
Her hair was loose and fanning over her face. Her body was curled in a ball, and her lips in a perfect slumbered pout.
I sat on the edge of the bed for a few moments watching her, before leaning down and kissing her cheek.
“Babe?” I called.
She stirred but didn’t open her eyes.
I removed loose strands from her face and leaned and kissed her again.
“Becca?” I whispered as I pulled away and her eyes fluttered open.
She blinked, focusing and then her eyes lit up.
I watched as her mouth curved into a smile.
“Hey.” she said quietly.
“Hey back.”
She stretched, sitting up and we hugged.
“How long have you been here?” she asked as we pulled apart.
I didn’t answer right away because I was consumed in her Vanilla perfume and the difference in her appearance.
“What did you do?” I asked quietly studying her.
“I cut it. In layers.” she said, running a hand through her hair. Her voice sounded uneasy as if she thought I didn’t like it.
I ran my own hands through her hair a second later and traced her lips. “It’s pretty.”
“Glad you like it.”
“I do.” I said and then pulled her in my arms again.
Our lips met and we slowly got reacquainted.
I loved her lips.
They were full, but still small and perfect for kissing.
I held her face as our kiss ended and she repeated her earlier question.
“Not long.” I said turning from her. I immediately noticed her stuff.
Her bags were in the corner and the room looked barely touched.
“How long have you been sleep?” I asked her.
She turned away from me, glancing at the clock.
“Two hours?” she guessed.
“Jetlag?” I questioned.
Behind the beautiful Hazel, I could see her eyes were slightly worn.
“Yeah. Would you mind if I don’t come tonight?”
“To the show?” I asked.
She nodded and I stood, looking back at her.
“You don’t feel like it?” I asked softly.
“I just want to sleep.” she said honestly and chuckled.
I watched as she stretched again and took in our room completely.
I had been so consumed in her that I was just now noticing details. It was a pretty nice room.
Still, I didn’t care too much. We would only be in this room for one night and hotels all started to look the same after a while.
“Well you can sleep backstage.” I offered. “I have a lounge chair and a couch.”
“Yeah but then I’ll be hearing the pounding from the stadium.”
“I’ll bring you earplugs.” I said with a smile.
We locked eyes.
“Sounds like you want me to go?”
“I do.” I said honestly. “But you don’t have to watch the show. Just stay backstage with me. I do have a small meet and greet but I’ll be there with you most of the time- until I’m on stage of course.”
She pushed back her covers and I watched her feet dangle over the edge.
Her legs were bare and she was only wearing a t-shirt.
The tightening in my pants let me know I wanted to take it off.
She stood.
“What time are you headed there?”
“I‘ve got two hours.” I said honestly. “Soundcheck.”
“Are you coming back or staying at the stadium?”
“Depends on you hun. But typically I just stay.”
She sighed gently, thinking.
“Fine. You talked me into it. I’ll come.” she said with a small smile.
She stood.
“Besides I do love watching you perform.”
I wrapped her small frame in my arms and pecked her lips.
“This is going to be fun. You know that right?” I asked.
I was already thinking of tons of stuff for her to do.
Plus, I was looking forward to waking up with her in my bed.
She chuckled. “Yeah.”
I gave her another kiss and patted her butt.
“Alright. Go back to sleep. I‘ll wake you when it’s time.”
“Oh I’m up now.” she said.
“Are you?” I asked mischievously.
“What?” she asked.
I traced my hands on her skin. “There’s something I want to do later when we’re alone.”
“But we’re alone right now.”
“Yeah but then it’ll be dark and we won’t get caught.” I said mysteriously.
Her eyes widened in interest.
I pulled away from her and sat on the bed. I patted my leg for her to sit on me.
She did.
“Now I’m curious.” she said wrapping her arms around my neck.
“Yeah?” I asked.
She nodded.
“Well do you want a teaser?”
She smiled. “Absolutely.”
“Kay get off me.” I said quietly.
She did as I said, and stood again.
I did as well.
“Lay down.” I instructed.
She smiled widely and did as I said again.
“Take off your underwear.” I said next.
She looked back at me, pausing.
She blushed. “What?
“Take of your pretty black underwear.” I instructed again.
“No.” she teased. “You haven’t even been here a half hour yet, you’re not getting me out of my pants already.”
I smiled. “I’m trying to give you a proper welcome.”
I leaned down over her and she smiled as our faces stood inches apart.
“So take them off.”
“I think your skilled hands can do it.”
“No.” I said standing again, pretending to stretch. “Long flight. I’m kind of tired.”
“Oh well, then maybe you should sleep.” she said and threw a pillow at me playfully.
I scoffed. “You know what…you’re going to regret that.”
I jumped on the bed and climbed on top of her. She squealed and I pulled her underwear down and kissed her neck.
She playfully pushed me away but she wanted it, and I wanted her. I threw her underwear across the room and kissed her stomach.
“This is not fair.” she mumbled. “You’re stronger than me.”
I ignored her trailing kisses down….
Down…
Her legs spread and I settled in front of her.
I pulled her legs to the edge of the bed and then I grabbed the pillow she had previously threw at me.
Placing it under my knees, I bent down and my lips touched her skin.
She instantly moaned as my mouth connected to her most intimate area.
I circled my tongue around her core and she squirmed. I looked up at her and saw her bite her lip trying to be quiet.
“Let it out.” I said. “No one will hear your screams. We have the whole floor right now.”
She looked down at me between her legs and smiled.
“Well stop talking and make me scream then.”
I smiled with her.
She shouldn’t have said that.
I was very competitive, and could be a bit narcissistic. Now I wouldn’t stop until she couldn’t move.
“Alright.” I said. “You asked for it.”
I gripped her legs harder and dipped my head once more.
Her hands immediately went to my hair and she gave a blissful sigh.
Then, I dragged her down to hell, and she loved every bit of it.
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Three hours later, she wouldn’t stop smiling.
“Stop looking at me.” I said. We were on our way to the stadium and since the multiple orgasms I had given her, she hadn’t stopped glowing or staring at me.
“I’m not.” she said.
Our eyes locked. Hers sparkled.
She smiled widely at me. It was so infectious that I smiled back.
“Stop Bec. Jeez.”
The look in her eye would let everyone know what I had spent the last few hours doing.
We still hadn’t had actual sex yet, but had engaged in two hours of foreplay. I could say every part of her had been thoroughly kissed, rubbed and sucked.
She giggled and turned from me.
“I can’t help it.”
I looked at the rearview mirror and could see my security watching us through the mirror. I knew they were wondering what was wrong with us.
We were two giggly teenagers.
“Shouldn’t have challenged me.” I said quietly.
“Oh I definitely should have.” she said. “I intend to challenge you some more.”
I smiled.
I had a response to that but I didn’t want to say it outloud.
I picked up my phone and went to my messages folder. I composed a quick message to Becca.

*This is only the beginning. I’m going to fuck you so good this month, that you’ll still be calling my name, even when you sleep.*

Becca’s phone chimed and she looked at it curiously.
I guess she hadn’t figured out it was me texting her, but when she did, she looked at me in shock. Her mouth in a wide, surprised ‘o’.
I instantly laughed.
She texted me back.

*Well I still haven’t fucked you yet. Just wait until we get back to the hotel. Your mind is not going to be the only thing I blow*

Maybe it was the words. Maybe it was the word blow. Maybe it was the mental image, but I instantly got hard.
Damn.
I threw my hands up and threw my phone on the seat between us.
“You won. I can’t beat that right now.” I said.
She gave me a satisfied smile.
“Well I meant every word. FYI.”
She winked at me and I had to shift to adjust myself. She knew exactly what she was doing to me.
“We’re done talking.” I said simply and she giggled.
When we got to the venue, I instantly headed for my room to get Becca settled but she had other plans.
“No, where are the girls? I want to see everyone.”
Thus far no one knew she was coming except for my assistant and management team so I knew everyone would be surprised to see her again.
We set her things down, and then she made the rounds with me.
She got reacquainted with the staff while I headed for the kitchen to grab something to eat.
When she met me, I was already eating some soup and a sandwich.
She sat beside me, and picked my sandwich up.
She took a bite.
I looked back at her.
Normally something like that would have annoyed me, but with her it was endearing. It was as if she did it all the time.
I slid a spoon over to her so she could try my soup and we sat there together, in silence, flirting over appetizers.
Louis came to meet us in the middle and he took a seat across from us.
“How you been Brenda?” he asked.
I looked up at him. “It’s Becca.” I corrected.
“Oh really? Sorry,” he said. “But she doesn’t care…do you?” he joked.
Becca smiled and said no.
“See.” he said to me. “So how long you staying this time?” he asked, turning his attention back to her.
I was hoping she wouldn’t answer, but her response was out before I could interject.
“A month.” Becca answered.
Louis looked at me in interest. “Oh so what, are you guys official now or something? Harry’s finally got a girlfriend?” he asked and I dropped my spoon. I knew what he was doing.
We did it to everyone. It was a mild form of hazing that we did too each other whenever a girl started popping up a bit.
Since Becca was making another appearance, she must have been fair game now.
However, he was trying to irritate me. Everyone knew I wasn’t official with anyone.
I didn’t have the time.
“Louis, go be a shit somewhere else. I’m not in the mood today.”
“What?” he asked deadpanned. “I’m just trying to get to know her.”
I waved him away and then ignored him. I picked up my spoon and Louis bid Becca farewell reading my expression.
What a way to make things awkward.
I’m sure now she would be thinking about that, as he walked away.
I sighed in irritation when he finally got up and left.
Becca rubbed my shoulder.
“Ya know, he wasn’t bothering me Harry.” she said gently.
“I know, but I didn’t even want him to get started.” I said honestly.
“So they must not have known I would be here?”
“No. It’s no one’s business hun.”
“Are you guys close?” she asked.
“Me and Lou?”
She nodded yes.
“Yeah.” I said simply. “I’m close to all the guys. We all have different relationships.”
“Oh okay.” she said picking up my sandwich and finishing it off.
I just chuckled.
“Now you have to go get another one.” I said pointing to the table. “I’m starving.”
She smiled and stood. “Really? You seemed to eat quite a bit before we came here.”
Instantly I blushed. “Stop.” I said smiling. “Go get the sandwich!” I demanded, throwing a napkin at her.
She giggled as she made her way to the table and began to make a new sandwich.
I watched her. She was wearing skinny jeans and a hoodie and she looked adorable.
It was amazing to me how quickly my feelings for her had grown. It was true we hadn’t spent that much time together, but I had to remind myself there had been two whole months where we just talked, getting to know each other. Outside of the intimate side, I could genuinely say we were friends and I really enjoyed her company
This was far from love, but she did bring a sense of comfort. Being with her on the tour for the next month would be good for me; I could already tell.
As she placed the turkey between the bread, Louis’ words were with me.
Harry’s got a girlfriend?
Yeah, I wished.
I had been quite cursed in that department for a while. Every attempted real relationship had ended disastrously. I still didn’t know if I had ever been in love- after all, you’re suppose to know right?-but there were times I longed for someone.
It would have been nice to have someone to share things with and worry about.
The casual flings and one night stands I was use too could only keep you fulfilled for so long. Even my regular beneficial relationships with some of my close friends wasn’t enough to cover you in a lonely cold hotel room.
Luckily I wouldn’t have that problem for the next month.
Continuing to look at Becca, I studied her.
She was quite a catch.
With what I had witnessed so far, I knew if we had met in the future, it could maybe turn into something.
Who knew if it would be love and butterflies and marriage- but we could be quite beautiful together if we tried.
Still it didn’t matter.
This was a fling and I had to keep reminding myself that.
I still needed to keep her at arms length.
My feelings didn’t need to go beyond this point.

Eventually she brought her eyes to mine, catching my curious stare. Smiling she playfully wiggled her butt at me and winked.
It instantly made me laugh under my breath.
She came and sat back down and pushed the sandwich at me.
“First bite.”
I picked the turkey and cheese sandwich up and placed it between us.
“Same time.” I said.
And then in a classic Lady and the Tramp move, we both attempted to eat the sandwich at the same time, with bad results.
As the lettuce and tomato fell out of the sides we both laughed.
It scattered between us and Becca instantly reached for a napkin and begin to wipe up the excess stuff. I jumped up grabbing some paper towels and to make an additional sandwich.
“Well that was a fail.” She said as I sat beside her again.
I helped her clean up and she looked up at me, thanking me.
Her eyes once again held a light, and her smile was striking.
I thanked her parents in that moment because they had truly made a beautiful girl and she barely recognized it.
Between the hazel eyes, the slender nose, the high cheekbones…the lips…
I could stare at her forever.
She didn’t have a clue how sexy she was and it was extremely attractive.
I looked away from her and pulled myself away from my thoughts while I still could.
What had I gotten myself into?
Not falling for her was going to be a little hard.

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