Olympics and One Direction

Chapter 4

Emily's POV

It's around 12:00a.m and we're all sprawled out in the boys living room watching the Disney movie Bunks. 

"Oh my god, this is so weird! What's up with the zombies?" Louis asks. He was hiding in the kitchen for half the movie so he's completely lost. "Why did that girl have a moustache?" He asks and I sigh. "Louis, if you want to know then re watch the beginning of the movie, we aren't going to explain everything to you." Harry says exasperated. I laugh at him before looking at the clock.

12:10a.m

I sigh, slowly getting up. 

"Where are you going?" Harry asks and I point to the clock. "I have to get home and sleep, practice is tomorrow." Harry smirks. "I could just phone and tell them to cancel." I give him my oh so famous 'you have got to be kidding' look. "We're One Direction, what do you expect?" Zayn says and I laugh, shaking my head at him. 

"Okay then One Direction, call and if they go for it I'm staying, if not then I'm leaving for the night. You have 30 minutes." It takes them a few minutes to realize what I just said. 

They start to pat there pockets looking for a phone. "I can't find it!" They all yell in unison and I laugh. "29 minutes." They start to run around looking for there phones and I smirk. 

I know for a fact where 3 of there phones are. Harry's fell in between the couch cushions. I think Zayn's phone is the one charging in the bathroom next to a mirror. The third which I believe is Niall's is in the fridge. Liam and Louis phones, I'm not sure where they are. 

"I found it!" Niall yells from the kitchen and he runs into the living room with his phone, which has a layer of frost on it. Shaking my head I laugh at him quietly. 

"I found mine!" Louis yells and runs downstairs. 

Niall and Louis quickly type in the numbers before holding their phones up to there ears. Harry soon runs into the room with a phone in his hands. Zayn soon following with his. Liam comes running in and starts looking through the couches. When he finds the one that I thought was Harry's he dials the number, while trying to control his breathing. 

I look over at the clock. 

12:30a.m

"15 minutes." Harry looks at me wide eyed. 

"Hello." Niall soon says and the boys all crowd around him while he puts it to speaker phone. 

"Hello, this is the training manger, how may I help you." I know that voice, it belongs to Steve. He's the money man. He takes in the money that we have to pay for practice and the jersey and whatever else there may be. But he also gives us our paychecks and handles the money the government gives us and so on. 

"Hi, this is Niall and the other lads from One Direction." Niall says and I smile, imagining Steve straightening his shirt and trying to sound like a big business man. "Hello Mr. Horan, how can I be of services to you?" He asks and I have to refrain from laughing at how ridiculous he sounds. "Yes, the lads and are wondering if you could cancel the soccer teams practices for this weekend. The lads and I are having a stressful time trying to decide who to choose and we need the weekend off, so we can't practice with them yet." Niall says and I look at him confused. 

That makes no sense at all.

But of course, Steve buys into it.

"Of course Mr. Horan. Would you like practice cancelled only for this weekend or for all the weekends you have scheduled to work with them?" Niall looks at the other boys, almost asking which option they should go with. That's when Harry jumps in. 

"Hello, this is Harry Styles. The lads and I would love if you could cancel all the practices we have with the team on weekends. We wouldn't want them getting to stressed about it." I can hear papers rustling in the background. 

"Okay Mr. Styles, all those practices are cancelled. Now is that all you wanted?" Harry nods his head and I laugh. He realizes he can't see him so he quickly says. "Yes, that'll be everything." He presses the end button and hands Niall back his phone. 

"YAY, SLEEPOVER!" Louis yells and I laugh. 

"Well guys, we should all go to bed anyways. It's pretty late." Liam says and I nod my head, before walking over to the couch. 

"Where are you going?" Harry asks, teasing evident in his voice. I point over to the couch. "To the couch." I say and Harry shakes his head before walking over to me. "We shared a bed for how long at your house, now we're just switching houses." He whispers in my ear, his voice getting huskier with every word that escapes his lips. 

He offers me his hand and I gingerly place mine in it. "We're off to bed. See you guys in the morning." Harry says and the boys wave. "Goodnight guys!" I call. 

Thinking they wouldn't respond I face forward and match Harry's quick pace as we walk upstairs. 

"Be careful you anxious kids! And remember to use CONDOMS!" Louis yells and I can feel my face start to heat up. 

Harry gently pushes me into his room before shutting the door behind him. I stand there awkwardly and he smiles. Walking over to his dresser he pulls out a shirt and tosses it to me. He comes over a smirk plastered onto his pink, kissable lips. 

"I've been waiting forever to do this to you." Harry says before placing his lips on my softly. The kiss soon becomes more heated and hungry, passion with a hint of desperation is thrown into the mix. Harry's hands slide up my shirt and starts to roam the warm skin with his cold hands.

Getting dirty!!

Harry removes my shirt in one swift motion, leaving my upper half almost totally exposed to him. Smirking he starts to attack my neck with wet kisses before sucking on my sweet spot, below my right ear. My hands have a mind of there own and I start to remove his shirt, slowly. Once his shirt is next to mine on the floor I step back and look at him. Tattoos litter his upper torso. 

My hands run up and down his stomach, tracing his abs lightly. 

"Don't do this to me." Harry growls at me. I look up at him, batting my eyes innocently. A gasp escapes my lips when he pushes me down on the bed before straddling my waist. He unbuttons my pants before pulling them down my legs. He stares at my almost totally exsposed body. He kisses up my body, ending at my lips again. I can feel the growing bulge in his pants pressing against me. I gasp, pulling away when he starts to undo my bra clasp. 

"H-Harry." I stutter out and he looks at me. "I can't." I breath out and he nods his head. 

Dirty over!

"It's okay Em. I just lose control over myself whenever I'm near you, it's hard to be calm when you look like this." He gestures to my body and I blush. I grab the shirt off the floor, throwing it over my head. Harry sighs and rolls off of me. He unbuckles his jeans and pulls the off, leaving him in his boxers. I roll over so I'm facing him. He pulls me into him, my head resting on his chest. 

He pulls the blankets over our bodies and starts to hum quietly. Soon I fall asleep, wishing this moment will never end. 

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