One Little Direction

Chapter Fifty- Seven: They Can't

{Harry's POV}

"We should all move to Australia." Niall says randomly and we all look at him confused. What the fuck is wrong with that boy? Australia? Where the heck has this come from. 

"Um, why?" Liam asks confused. Liam, Eleanor, Niall, Zayn, Jesy and I are all sitting in my living room, just hanging out. I invited some people for lunch, and this is all that turned up... so. 

""Cause. It's warm. It's nice. People are friendly. It's away from The Wanted. I could join Five Seconds of Summer, it's very versatile." Niall explains and we all laugh a little at the Irish fella. 

"Niall, not all places in Australia are warm, take Tasmania for example," Zayn says. "Some of the people are fucking bogans. I enjoy taking the fucking piss out of The Wanted, yes, Australia is versatile- and need I remind you that you have a band." Zayn replies to Niall's explination with some choice language included. 

You know, Australia probably wouldn't be such a bad place to live... I might move there one day. Find a nice beach house and live there with my children and Jade. We'd have a nice life. Die there. Be all peachy perfect- apart from the death part. 

"Yeah, maybe." Jesy mutters. 

"Anyways! Gotta go!" Zayn jumps up and so do Liam and Niall. These three have been acting really weird lately and I have no clue why? They just dissapear all the time and apparently both the Jordan's are too. I have no clue what the hell they are doing? But sometimes some really weird scenarios come into my mind.

"I'll head too. Gotta go help my sister with some shit." Jesy tells us and then heads off, leaving just Eleanor and I in the room. 

"Are you going to leave me too?" I ask Eleanor and she laughs. 

"You going to be lonely, poor bubby." Eleanor coos at me and I chuckle, shaking my head. Eleanor comes over and sits down next to me, her legs resting across my lap. "How's Louis?" Eleanor asks and I shoot her a confused look. 

"Why are you asking me? He's your husband." I ask Eleanor and she giggles. Damn, Eleanor actually has a gorgeous smile and sweet giggle. 

"'Cause you know, you cause are Larry Stylinson." 

"What the fuck?!" I exclaim at Eleanor with a hint of laughter. "You ship your husband and me?"

"Yep." 

"Weirdo." I whack her shins. 

"Dipshit." Eleanor punches my arm. 

"Turd." I chuckle.

"Loonatic." Eleanor replies. 

"Pterodactyl." I retaliate and Eleanor cracks up, making me laugh too. Shittiest insult ever.

"That sucked, Harry!" Eleanor says through fits of laughter. 

"You wanna suck my dick?" I ask Eleanor and she gives me a shocked look, making me wriggle my eyebrows at her, earning a deserved sigh from Eleanor. "I'm a twit." I mutter and Eleanor nods her head rapidly. "Woah! No need for the enthusiasm!" I tell Eleanor, playing hurt. 

"Oh, pfft." Eleanor makes a funny noise and I do a cupcake face at her jokingly. "Dick." Eleanor mutters and then we go silent, just glaring at one another. 

I look deep into her hazel coloured or brown eyes. I cannot really tell from here. I look at the brown freckles splattered across her cheeks and the way her lips are pursed into a cheeky sort of line as she tries not to laugh at our staring contest. I bite my bottom lip as Eleanor moves a piece of hair out of her face and then I feel the sudden urge to do something regretful, extremely regretful. 

I lean forward and gently place my large sized hand against her face, my cold fingers pressing against her warm, soft skin. Eleanor lets out a shaky breath and I do something erasable; I kiss her. 

But it feels right, it seems so right in this moment. 

Our lips move in perfect sync. I feel Eleanor's fingers fiddling with my t- shirt and then I'm pulled down on top of her. My tongue manouvers it's way into Eleanor's mouth and my eyes are closed as I enjoy the feeling. 

"This is naughty." Eleanor mutters into the kiss and a deep raspy chuckle escapes my lips; the sound of my deep sex sound- which isn't too good at the moment. 

I whisper my reply back, "No one will ever know." 

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My chest rises and falls as I watch my best mate's wife get changed back into her clothes. My best mate's wife! For crying out fucking loud! We didn't just have sex either, she gave me a blow job, I fidgeted with her, we had multiple orgasms- and now we're here. But it was good. 

"Um, see you around, Hazz." Eleanor smiles and shoots me a wink before heading out of the room. I flop back down onto the mattress, my back hitting the soft bouncy surface as I close my eyes, dreaming about the sex I just had. 

But it was so wrong. This is so fucked up. I slept with my best mate's wife. If we all thought the Perrie/ Harry kiss was bad, well the Eleanor/ Harry sex is like, a billion times worse. How could I do that to Louis? To Jade! Oh my fucking hell! JADE!

I shoot up and start panicking, sweat trying to break through again but for different reasons. My beautiful fiance who I love with all my beating heart. I just cheated on Jade! Oh no- I'm in deep shit. 

But no one will find out. It was a one off.  No one, will find out. 

I take a cold shower and then throw on some sweats and shake my head like a dog to get some of the water out of my chocolate brown curls. Just as I finish remaking the bed- I changed the sheets- Jade walks into the room. 

"Hey!" Jade chirps as she kicks off her shoes. I immediately feel absolutely terrible about what I have done. How could Eleanor and I do this to Louis and Jade? To everyone. They're all going to hate us! "Aww! You're a good lad! Changing the bed!" Jade smiles and pats my cheek, leaving a warm kiss against my cold skin. 

The skin of a fucking cheat. 

"Sheppherd's Pie for dinner!" Jade smiles and then skips off out of the room. Good lad. I am far from a good lad. I am a fucking ass. I cannot believe we did this. 

But no one, will find out. They can't.