Always & Forever

Chapter 14, "Did it mean anything?"

Jayda's POV

I was absolutely furious right now. Harry can't possibly think that I would purposely cheat on him. I don't know if I was more mad at the fact that I've wasted yet another great outfit, or that Harry just played my entire character.

I was rushing out from backstage into the main corridor when Cory stopped me and rushed me into another empty room.

"Jayda I'm so sorry. I wasn't expecting him to be here." he apologized.

"Cory whether he was here or not, you had no business kissing me. You know damn well I'm married and with kids."

"Are you though?"

"And what is that supposed to mean?"

"Jayda I didn't mean it like that. I was just saying that I have been here for you. Me. I've been here from the start Jayda. I know your kids and I love them like my own. I love you Jayda. Where has Harry been while I have been the one here to comfort you?"

Love? I've never had anyone love me other than Harry. I've never been in this position before. What am I supposed to do? I'd be lying if I said Cory didn't make me feel some things, but I love Harry. It'll always be Harry.

"Cory I-"

"Shhhhh....Jayda just let me do this for you," he said, beginning to take my cheek in his hand.

"Stop. I can't and I won't. I don't want to. I'm deeply sorry Cory if I led you on to believe you ever had a chance, but our love is beyond anything that anyone could ever understand."

"I understand. I'm sorry. I get it if you need to get a new assistant."

"I think that would probably be best," I sighed.

We walked out of the room and into the hallway.

"Once again, I'm really sorry."

"Don't worry about it. I understand and I'm sorry."

We gave each other a hug as I watched him walk away.

Harry's POV

I watched as Cory and Jayda hugged. Anger built up inside of me but slowly calmed as he walked away. I walked over in front of Jayda to get an explanation.

"What was that?" I asked, trying to be calm.

"Don't start with me Harold."

"For real Jayda. Why are you hugging him?"

"Because Harry. I was telling him goodbye. He's not my assistant anymore."

I tried to contain my smirk but I guess it didn't work as well.

"Don't smirk. What you did is not okay. I would never ever cheat on you Harry. And I'm not going to sit here and lie to you and say that I wasn't very much so tempted."

"Tempted?"

"Yes Harry. You haven't touched me in a while. I barely see you anymore and the kids miss you just as much as I do. I really needed you tonight. I put on this damn dress for you just so you could look at me again."

"You put on that for me?" I smirked.

"Really? That's what you got out of everything I just said?" she said annoyed.

"I'm just saying. Jayda I know this is going to take some getting used to, but I'm still here."

"Harry I don't want to get used to it. I just want you," she said, motioning her hands up my arms.

"Are you sure you're not just horny?" I whispered into her ear.

"No I definitely am, but that's not all. I'm just going to have to try and get used to it. I hate what you have done to me. I used to be so independent and now I feel like I need you for every little thing. I wasn't ready to let you go."

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm sorry for not being able to provide as much availability as you need but you have all my support baby, you know that."

"I know..." she mumbled, her hands moving to mine and connecting.

"Jayda...we're in the middle of a hallway."

"There's a empty room right there," she whispered.

I wasn't even able to fit in another sentence before she pushed me into the empty room.

"Wait are we okay?"

"We will be once you stop talking," she whispered seductively.

She pushed out faces together and held the back of my neck. I picked her up and slammed her against the wall. I lifted up her dress to find that she wasn't wearing any panties underneath. I put her down, pushing her on a nearby office table.

We kissed eagerly not anting to remove from one another.

"Tell me I'm better. Tell me it's better when I touch you." I demanded.

"You're better baby. You'll always be better than everyone." she moaned.

I motioned my fingers down to her already wet spot pushing into her.

"Ahhh," she moaned loudly.

I pressed my face into hers trying to muffle her moans. She raised up however not removing my fingers from her or her mouth, and began to unbuckle my pants.

"Eager aren't we?" I teased, through our kisses.

"Shhhh...no speaking, just feeling."

Her head tilted back in bliss from my fingers.

"Uhhhh god, right there baby."

I removed my fingers not wasting anytime to insert my growing cock. I pushed into her slowly with one leg up and the other wrapped around my waist.

"Turn around," I ordered.

She did what I told her to and bent across the table. I removed the rest of the dress due to it being in the way of the rest of her plump body.

I continued my strokes, spending up each time and pulling on her hair. She yelped in pleasure with each stroke I took. She was wetter than any other time before making the experience great for me. If I would have known she was yearning for me this much, I wouldn't be going to the studio as much.

She held the edge of the table, gripping it tightly in order to try to refrain from making noise, but that obviously wasn't going too well. I bent over her kissing her cheek and placing my hand around her neck.

"I don't ever want to see another man on you again. You hear me?"

"Mhmm," she moaned.

"Baby, I need to hear you say it."

"You will never ....see another man ....on me baby. I promise." she stuttered.

We climaxed together as I filled her with me. I helped her put her dress back on while she fixed her hair....and face.

"It meant nothing right?"

She turned around to face me.

"It meant nothing. You are the only one who will mean something to me. I need you to know that," she said, placing her hands at my cheeks.

"Okay. I'm sorry for not trusting you. It's just you know how I get when other men look or touch you, especially when you're wearing something like that," I explained, kissing her hands.

"I know. I must say though, it does turn me on how protective you get over me."

"Yeah, I'm sure it does. C'mon, let's go home."

"Let's go home Mr. Styles."

"Keep calling me that."

"Yes sir."