Never let U Go (One Direction Fan Fic)

I Don't Need You *Court*

I Don't Need You *Court*

I woke at two a.m. by my jumbled up thoughts and was kept up by the sound of Harry snoring. God he was loud! I elbowed him sharply but it seemed like he didn't even notice. I rolled on to my side to get a good look at him. He was the picture of peace. Not. The sheets were tangled around his legs. His one arm was bent at an odd angle pressed against the headboard and his other was reached out to where it had been wrapped around my waist.

His hair was a curly jumbled mess and his snoring was officially starting to piss me off. I placed my hands on his cheeks and shook his head.

"Harry wake up!" I whisper yelled. He didn't budge half a centimeter. "Hazzzz." I said at a normal volume, poking his cheek. No reaction. "HAROLD WAKE UP!" I yelled.

"Five more minutes mum." He grumbled tiredly before going back to his sleeping. I groaned loudly and decided my only chance of getting him to wake up was to hurt him. With that in mind I slapped him across the face, hard. "The hell?!" He shouted, sitting bolt up right.

"You were snoring and I couldn't wake you up." I shrugged. A look of sadness appeared on his face.

"Did I wake you?" He inquired, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and sitting up a tiny bit.

"No, my thoughts were keeping me up." I responded. Harry took a hold of my waist and pulled me so that I was facing him and straddling his waist.

"What were you thinking about?" He asks, placing a few loose strands of hair behind my ear. I smiled down at him.

"How crazy this past month on tour has been. Is it sad that I still feel angry with my dad. How much I miss Aaron. Why I can't seem to stop thinking of you when you're NOT with me." I stared down at him with a sad look.

"Angel, you think too much. Everything is fine." Harry placed his hands on my waist.

"But I can't stop thinking about..." He cut me off with a gentle kiss on my lips.

"We may have already been on tour for a month but that also means our one month anniversary is in two days. I know tour is crazy but that's always how it is. You'll get used to it in a few days or so. I know your still incredibly angry with your dad. It's okay to be confused about how you feel toward him. It makes you human. Aaron is coming to a show in three weeks so you'll see him when we get to Australia." He stated, giving my hands a soft reassuring squeeze. "I can't stop thinking about you either, by the way."

"Well that's always good to hear." I mumbled, leaning down and kissing him sweetly. Once I kissed him I couldn't help but continue. I missed just being with him like this. We wound up makingout with me straddling him and him holding tightly on to my waist. His hands drifted just under the hem of my shirt and he flipped us over.

"Courtney! I need to talk to you!" Ava yelled through the door to mine and Harry's hotel room twenty minutes later. I pulled away from Harry and looked at the two of us in shock. Harry was only in his boxers while I was in one of his t-shirts and my underwear.

"This... Is not allowed to happen." I choked out, standing up from the bed and putting my pajama shorts back on. I rushed to the door and opened it to see my sister. "What did you want to talk about?" I asked, a bit out of breath.

"Um... What was just going on in here?" She questioned, trying to look past my shoulder. I leaned against the door, blocking any shot she had of seeing inside.

"We were up talking because we couldn't fall back asleep. Harry was snoring." I laughed, trying to make her less suspicious.

"Could you keep your 'talking' down? Niall and I have the room right next to yours." She gave me a knowing look. No way she knew what had really been going on. She probably just thought we were making out. Yup, that's me, little miss innocent!