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You did it. You were finally here and this was finaaly happening. You call yourself One Directions biggest fan. You know everything and anything One Direction, and you wouldn't have it any other way because you just adore them. Harry was your absolute favorite with his cheeky smile and adorable dimples. Today was the fateful day of the final their final concert before their US tour ended. You've waited the past 3 months planning this night, saving up all your hard earned money then finally getting enough for the ticket. And accually had the luck of getting backstage passes and you were extatic to meet the love(s) of your lives. You made your way into the venue and took your seat in the second row. Even before the boys came on, their were girls screaming like maniacs and holding up signs and talking of their favorite boy. The lights suddenly dimmed and if possible the screaming turned into....more screaming and those five lucious boys walked on stage.
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Your making your way towards the back of the venue along with your backstage pass. You shove past the other girls who were talking about how "OMG NIALL WAS LOOKING RIGHT AT ME" or "LIAM IS MY FURTURE HUSBAND" and even "WATCH ME AND HARRY END UP IN A HAPPILY EVER AFTER". Your thinking to yourself "Harry's mine" and you walked on backstage. You walk up to a bulked up man with a black shirt on that had 'Security' written in white on the back. You shyly show him you pass and he escorts you back to the boys recuperation room. You sat down on the couch presented before video games, snacks, and the guys CD's. You sat and waited, on the outside, calm and collected, but on the inside, I WAS FREAKING OUT, but in a good way.
You sat there for 20 minutes playing 'Friut Ninja' on your iPhone. You become distracted by faint whispers and light footsteps. You shut off the game and keep guiet to here what they were saying. You didn't get a chance before they open the door and present themselves with their hands in the air. "Hi we're One Direction!!" You had to giggle at there cuteness. They go one with introductions and you hug each one of them trying to savor the moment from each boy. Harry hugged you last and it was a something magical. You felt tiny bolts of electricity rush through your body, sparks in other words. You reluctantly pulled out of the hug and looked up into his luminous green eyes. He stared intently into your and comunicated in ways no one could understand. He gives you that dimple filled smile and you return it.
You return to your spot on the couch while Louis and Liam play FIFA, Niall stuffing his face with pretzels and gummy worms, and Zayn fixing his hair in the full body mirror, leaving you and Harry to yourselves. You stare blankly at nothing, and you see out of your peripherial Harry staring a little below your neck down to your chest. You look down and see your shirt reveals a little bit of cleavage. You look back at Harry and he licks his bottom lip. "You like what you see, Styles?" "Definately", and he winks. Your face flushes a deep crimson red and watch Louis kick Liams ass on their video game.
It was time for you to leave and you bid all the boys good-bye. You got to know them a great deal and now just saw them as regular teenage boys....that just so happen to be international popstars with millions of hormone crazed teenage girls raving to every move they make.
Once again Harry was last to say good-bye. He looked sad but also very anxious. He wraps his muscular arms around you waist and sqeezes tight. He was a hugger alright. You sling your arms around his neck and pull him close. You feel his hand reach down into your back pants pocket and slip out. He releases you and you two go your separate ways before giving you a dazzling smirk and a seductive wink. You reach your porche and start the car. You drive off into the night.
You arrive at your apartment and settle down on the couch. You shift positions feeling something uncomfortable ruffling in your back pocket. You sit up off the couch and reach into the pocket. It was a sheet of white paper. You unfold it neatly and flatten it out so you could read it properly. On it read "Call me and I'll show you a good time. Harry ;)" and directly under it was a nicely printed phone number. Letting your curiosity get the better of you, you grab your phone and dial the number and pressed it to your ear. The dial tone rang twice...then the sound of a deep, husky british voice ran through your ears. "I was waiting to see if you'd call" he said probably smirking on the other side of the phone. You just stood there unable to get the words to flow through your mouth.
"Hmm...Cat got your tongue sweetheart?" he smirked. "Oh..um...yea...I got your message." you murmur in a shaky voice. "Mhmm...So are you willing to take me up on that offer, love?" Without hesitating you said yes rather quickly. He chuckled on the other end and he fell silent. "A little anxious aren't we love." you stay silent and smile shyly.
"So when shall I come over love" he asked in an enticing seductive voice. "In about an hour if that's ok with you." you say concerned. 'I'll be there" he said. "And I'll be waiting" you say trying to be sexy. "Ohhh, sexy. I like it" and with that you ended the line smirking.
You had one hour. You run straight upstairs and run the shower. You wait a couple of seconds so the water could get warm to your liking, then you strip down to nothing and step in letting the water engulf you in a warm and wet embrace. You wash away the days labors and turn off the water. You grab a towel of the rack and wrap your body in it. You step otu of the bathroom and walk into your oversized wardorbe and walk to the very back and grab out some ligerie your friend got you for your birthday. You run to your dresser and pick out some matching bra and underwear. You curl the ens of your hair and put on just a tab of eye liner and mascara because you never enjoyed wearing heavy make-up and not wanting to ruin your natural beauty.
Moments later the door bell rung urging you to go answer it. You scampered to the mirror and made a final check on yourself. You approve and went to answer the front door. Turning the golden colored knob your eyes meet those tranluscent green orbs. His mouth hung open as he stared down at your nearly naked body. You smirk. He abruptly grabbed your waist and brushed his lips against yours. You tangle your hand in the back of his hair, playing with it, then closed the empty space created between you two. His lips moved roughly and insync against yours. You release a moan, making him smirk against your lips.
You could feel yourself getting wet by his touch. He kisses down your jawline, down to your neck leaving nasty lovebites. He pulls back and literally rips off your ligerie and lacy bra and you perform the same actions on him stripping him to his tight Calvin Klein boxers. His enormous length pertruding from the white fabric. He goes back hungrily to you neck and travels down to breasts cupping one in one hand and sucking hard on the other. You moan and run your hand through his hair looking down at him working. He suddenly stops.
"Why'd you stop Harry" you ask rather annoyed by his sudden action. Only a meager smile appears on his face. He lifts you on top of the dining room table and spreads your legs apart just slighty. His hand slides up and down your thigh. You moan practically melting in his hands. "Your this we already? Did I do this to you?" he teases. He pulled down your underwear and spread your legs wider. He smiles.
He put his head near your entrance and looked up at you. Not breaking eye contact he licks up and down your center, but not fully saticfying your urges. "Your such a tease" you mutter under your breathe. "Oh am I now" he asked sending vibrations through your body. Without warning his easily glides 3 finger into you and sucked hard at your weak point. You sqeal in undeniable pleasure. All to quickly you feel your stomach clench and sqeeze. "Haaarrryy...I'm...mmm...comminnngg!" you whisper yelled. He suddenly pulled out.
He hurridly pulled down his boxers and drooped them to his ankles. He kicked them off and stared at you with hugry eyes. "A little axious aren't we" you smirk mimicking him from earlier. Trying to comprehend the size of his massive length, Harry plunged himself into you, giving you no time whatsoever to adjust to him. You scream out in an even mixture of pain and pleasure. You look into Harry's eyes once again and you find them darkened with lust. Pure lust. "Not without me" he said with a smirk.
He begame thrusting softly, at moments, pulling out then pushing himself back in. Eventually he stayed inside you but still maintained the same slow pace as before. "Harry go faster" you beg in a whisper. Hebegan to thrust harder and faster bringing his hand down between you and rubbed your center. You screamed his name in pleasure, while he whispered nasty profanities in your ear, making you more wet.
As Harry went deeper and harder still rubbing you, you felt you walls tighten around him. He felt this aswell and groaned and thrusted harder, only increasing your high to sercombeto it's end. "(Y/N), I'm goona come!" Harry groaned slowing becoming weaker and sloppy with his thrusts. "Me too Harry" you moaned breathlessly. "On three" he whispered. You nodded your head in agreement. "1....2.........3!!" you and Harry moaned and made anonomous noises beyond your comprehension. He pulled out and smiled his sexy smile at you. "We shall be doing this again. I promise." he said with a smirk and continued to lean his body against yours. You just ahd sex with Harry Styles. Score!! :) And you can't wait till the next.
