Chapter 43

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DOUBLE UPDATE: Chapter 43-44


HARRY STYLES

She was up before me. I only realized it when my arm stretched out, finding an empty spot still warm where she once laid in the bed with me. 

Our clothes were scattered on the floor from both rounds of last night and I didn't even attempt to grab at them. Instead stepping over them to get to the bathroom to take a quick shower. I heard numerous voices past the door, and since our room was the only one on the first floor I assumed everyone had probably woken up and congregated in the kitchen, just down the hallway.

The shower allowed me to take inventory of the few marks I harbored, a problem potentially for tomorrow night's concert outfit choice, but oh well. Eloise had left two or three small love bites across my chest. Letting her ride me and control me last night was one of the sexiest thing I have experienced in so long, that I didn't even try to remind her to slow down on being aggressive. I loved her body on top of mine, watching her breasts bounce as she rolled on me, letting me fill her up, feeling her press her hands into my chest while she controlled every part of me.

I was starting to take too long, knowing if these thoughts persist I would have to rip her away from everyone to pick it back up and have another round.

Searching around the bathroom I find all the things I need, brushing my teeth, spritzing cologne, and getting myself put back together. 

My suitcase was open in the room, and I had a feeling I knew why, a smile forming as I grabbed some clothes from the top to put on.

Opening the bedroom door the sounds of everyone was much louder, now mixing with the smells of breakfast. I could pick apart the sweet smell of either waffles or pancakes, along with the harsh smell of bacon and coffee lacing through it all.

"Good morning sleeping beaut." Jade saw me first, out stretching her hand with a cup of coffee and greeting me. Mitch and Elle were both leaned into the over, close together and cooking like a pair that you would assume knew each other for all of time.

She didn't look back to me, not even acknowledging me entering the room despite my gaze burning into the back of her head. Ricky was sitting atop the counter in front of Jade on a barstool, while Pauli threw an arm around my shoulders. "She ignored me too when I came in. I was a little offended for about ten seconds till Ricky said she is in chef mode, apparently it means no one and nothing else exists. Even the infamous Harry Styles, who knew."

All the bodies in earshot giggled at his words but I rolled my eyes, instead taking a sip of the coffee Jade handed over. "So when is breakfast then?"

Mitch was looking at his camera, rotating a wheel to spin through pictures, I assumed of the last show while the laptop in front of him was loading through the same files. "Why H? Too worn out after last night?" He grinned at his own joke, but I rolled my eyes, again.

"No. Nothing happened."

Jade tapped a finger to her lips, "what do you mean? We meant the concert Harold, did you think we were implying something else?" 

Charlotte coughed into her hand not at all secretly, *cough* "sex" *cough*.

Elle finally turned around, noticing me for the first time, and this was when I noticed how right I was earlier. She was in a pair of tight black leggings, but one of my shirts hung loosely on her top instead of one of her own. "Good morning Harry," she beamed at me, "turns out we are not quiet at all. I have heard all about our sex life from everyone all morning, so now it's your turn."

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