One Plus One

Chapter Sixty-Four

I woke up feeling content. When I peered up at the boy lying next to me, I couldn't prevent a smile from dancing upon my lips. His chain lay upon his chest, my silver ring catching the odd rays of sunlight that filtered in through his curtains. My fingertips drew patterns over his chest as he slept, tracing the individual muscles, drawing over the permanent artworks that adorned it. He was honestly the most beautiful and perfect guy I'd ever come into contact with.

It took everything I had not to yelp in pain as I tried to sit up. My entire body was riddled with aches and pains. Tears of pain sprung into my eyes as I swung my legs around so I could stand up to go to get a shower. I thought they were going to give way when I did stand, my knees buckling for a second.

I turned the shower on to let the water warm up whilst I slipped out of my clothes. I tossed Harry's t-shirt to the side and slipped down his boxers and almost collapsed at the sight of blood. I hid them, knowing Harry probably heard the loud thump as I felt onto the toilet seat, he didn't need to see that.

My assumption was proved to be correct as I heard the handle to the bathroom being pushed down just as I stepped into the raining water.

"Everything ok, gorgeous? Tripping over thin air again?" he joked.

"You know me." I played along.

"Where's your stuff? I'll throw it in the washing."

"Oh no, it's fine, I'll sort it when I get out."

"Oh it's ok, I can see it." 

I screwed my eyes shut waiting for his response to when he saw the bloody underwear. I knew he wouldn't be happy. It would only remind him how much it had hurt me to begin with.

"Oh shit."

I could just about make it out over the loud running of the water.

"Marlie?"

I shut off the shower and peered round the curtain.

"Are you still sore?"

He had guilt written all over his face.

"Well..."

"Marlie?"

"Yes. But don't feel bad. It was always going to hurt. I was educated enough to know that."

"I'm sorry, angel."

I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around me, securing it underneath my arms.

"Hey." I started, taking his face in my hands. "Don't apologise. It might have hurt, but it was the best night of my life."

"I love you."

Butterflies erupted like a volcano in my stomach, hearing such an emotive statement was still new territory.

"I love you, too."

A kiss was pressed to my lips. After parting, Harry felt it necessary that we take a shower together since I'd "missed a few spots" when taking one on my own. I didn't protest, any excuse to caress over his toned body was good enough for me.

*****

BRODY'S POV

Harry and Marlie pulled up to the girls dance studio with the biggest smiles I'd seen plastered on their faces. It was obvious Marlie was teasing him about something, his classic smirk getting bigger and bigger. Once the car was at a complete standstill, he dived over the centre console, tickling her and pinning her down into the seat. I could hear Marlie's screaming giggles from where I stood.

I had to turn away before I threw up. Their heated sessions that they had no shame in carrying out in public always left me feeling nauseous. I jumped a little when I was pulled into a headlock by Harry.

"Brody, the big 21 next week."

"Yes, and me and you are getting absolutely smashed." I replied, poking him in the chest.

"Bring it on."

"I could drink both of you under the table." Marlie added.

"You reckon?"

"Brody, dearest, I know."

"We'll see about that then."

Marlie brushed past me, leaving Harry with one more kiss before going into the studios for their dress rehearsal for the showcase. I looked back to Harry who seemed to be daydreaming about something. Something that had him smiling like an idiot.

"Come on then, mate. Tell brother Brody what's got you so happy."

"Can't a guy just be happy?"

"Of course he can. But there's different kinds of happy, and I think I know the reason for this one."

Harry's smirk made an even bigger appearance than before.

"You finally scored it with Marlie last night didn't you?"

"Yeah." he replied, unable to wipe the ridiculous grin off her face.

"Jeez, some sort of celebration must be in order! You can finally move on now."

The smile dropped from his face then.

"What?"

"You got what you wanted, now to find a new interest."

"That's not what I was after, Brody."

"Oh come off it, it's the only thing we're all after."

"No, Brody, this time was different. I didn't just want sex with her, I wanted her trust. And now I've got it totally, I don't intend on letting it go."

"Well you have shocked me, Harry Styles."

"You shock me, Brody. Don't you think it's about time you stopped messing girls around too. Look at Danny, he's with your sister. Me and Marlie. And you're still the player."

I hated it when Harry was right. He always had a smug grin on his face that said 'you know I'm right so just give up arguing' and it's exactly what I did every time. I could never argue back with him.

*****

MARLIES POV

Having my first experience of sex the night before I was due to have an 8 hour long dress rehearsals probably wasn't one of the brightest ideas that I'd had. Harry had helped with my aching and discomfort that morning in the shower, but the majority of it still remained, making me grimace every time I hit a tender spot.

"Come on girls, hurry up." our costume assistant called.

"Today is going to be hell." Lily muttered under her breath.

"You can say that again."

"Oh, by the way, tell Harry to ease off on the love bites, that one is quite a shocker." she said, pointing to the one at the base of my neck.

My hand flew up and touched it, me wincing in the process. Lily giggled at my shock, pulling down the collar of her t-shirt showing me a similar one Danny had left on her.

"Looks like Danny needs to do the same." I teased.

"Don't worry, he's not staying next week, so the night before Brody's, you don't have to worry about hearing anything."

"Thank god."

"I can't wait to get you drunk, lock you in a room with Harry and not let you out until you've lost the V."

I playfully shoved her. Little did she know that we'd already done it. I had no intention of telling Lily. She'd grill me for details and then continue to give me tips. I may not have been innocent anymore but I certainly wasn't open to that kind of thing from my best friend.