Cherry Contact

24.

A/N: another chapter for ya'll . I missed writing :( 

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Diana's POV: 

a couple days later

We are now in Amsterdam. Harry and I have been doing good for the past couple days. We have been joint at the hip ever since Greece. Louis and I have also been on good terms. I think we are becoming friends. I would probably say out of all the boys (besides Harry) , I've come really close to Niall. His personality is just so fun to be around and I always catch myself smiling every time we talk. Liam and Zayn do their own things a majority of the time but when we are all together, they do take the initiative to speak to me and ask me questions about myself. 

Later today, the boys have their show. I was told the last time they played Amsterdam, they got all the fans to wear orange as a little fan project , so I want to try incorporate orange into their outfits today. I'm currently in the dressing room at the venue, I'm staring at all the clothing racks, trying to piece together five looks. I had to buy some orange stuff on my way in today. I got Louis some orange laces for his vans. I didn't want to go overboard with the orange and I knew Louis hates wearing colour, so the simplest thing I could think off is shoelaces. I got an orange baseball cap for Liam with the local football team's logo on it. I'm sure the dutch fans will appreciate it. I got Zayn a bunch of orange bracelets , I got Niall an orange guitar strap because I couldn't think of anything else that would look good on him, and finally I got Harry some funny orange sunglasses in the shape of actual oranges. thought it would be funny and I can't wait to see the pictures online of all the boys. 

My train of thoughts were interrupted by loud voices entering the dressing room, "OIIIII stop it Tommo!" I hear an Irish accent scream. I turn around to see Louis trying to jump onto Niall's back for a piggyback ride but clearly Niall was not having it. " don't mess up my gorgeous golden locks , Lou just fixed my hair you idiot!" I can't help but laugh out loud at Niall's comment. All the boys come waltzing in, ready to get dressed. 

"Hey guys, all your outfits are on your racks.... I added a little something extra" I smile at them. they each take their outfits and start undressing themselves right in front of me. I guess that's one thing I'm still not used to. These boys are the definition of Zero Fucks Given. Once they are all dressed, I take a look at the final product. They look great If I don't say myself. "You guys look great! do you like the little orange pieces I added." I ask them all, genuinely curious to know if they like what I did. 

"It's awesome Di! I'm sure the fans will appreciate it" Liam says while checking himself out in the mirror, adjusting his hat. 

"Yeah! this is great Diana. thank you" Harry says to me as he walks up to me to place a kiss on my forehead. I immediately look at Louis to see if he reacted in any way, and to my surprise he just gives a small tight lipped smile. I'm hoping that's a good sign. 

"Alright lads, I'm going to the green room before we head on stage. anyone else coming?" Zayn asks the boys. They all nod and start following Zayn. Harry stays behind with me. 

"You can go with them if you want. I know you have some sort of pre show ritual" I say to Harry making sure he knows I don't want to take him away from his friends. He shakes his head, 

"I'm good, I'd rather be here with you. Maybe make a new pre show ritual" he smirks at me. Of course he's making this sexual. I can't help but join in on the joke. 

"Hmm maybe you should go lock the door" I whisper in his ear. I can already feel his pulse beating harder. He looks at me with lustful eyes. His head moves closer to mine, his height making him lean down a bit to rest his forehead on mine. As he goes into press his lips against mine, I couldn't help but dodge the kiss and head towards the other side of the room where my purse is on the vanity. I let out a small gasp when I feel his hands on my waist, quickly spinning me around to face him. "you sneaky little minx" he whispers in my ear as he tugs at my earlobe. shivers fall down my spine as I feel his hot breath on my neck. Maybe playing around with him wasn't the best idea. He pushes me against the vanity, lifting me up by my thighs onto the table. my arms automatically wrap around the back of his neck as if it was natural instinct. I can already feel a puddle between my legs and he's barely touched me, what the hell is wrong with me. "H-Harry..." I quietly moan out.