...But You Don't Notice at All. (One Direction)

Right Where I Belong

"You ready for your first day back?" A voice said behind me as two warm arms wrapped around my waist.

"Mm, finally," I laughed, "I haven't performed in a month. I don't even know how you guys ever managed to go onstage without Blair and I around,"

"You were missed," Harry said sincerely and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, "the were some lovely girls who asked me how you were doing, and everyone was really understanding. Plus, Ed was to come be our opening act for a little while,". Being away from Harry and the rest of the boys was absolute hell and made it seem like recovery would be almost impossible without them there, but I turned it around and made seeing the boys motivation for a fast recovery. I'm not completely better, but I have some techniques and breathing exercises that I can use so I'm able to go on stage.

"I'm glad to be back," I laughed.

"Mm," Harry muttered, "I missed you, so, so much," he pressed his lips to my cheek again, lingering a bit longer this time.

"You saw me over Skype every day," I laughed.

"Yeah, but over Skype I couldn't do this," he smiled before pressing his lips to mine and pulling me tightly into his embrace.

"Mm," I sighed, "yeah that's a bit difficult to recreate over Skype,".

He pressed his lips to mine again and I felt like no time had passed at all, Harry and I had just started where we left off, and I love him for that.

After pulling away, Harry turned out and took my hand and we walked together towards the backstage area. He swung my arm back and forth and started humming a tune that was unrecognizable at that volume.

"You're a freak!" I joked.

He continued swinging my arm back and forth and started singing the words to the song loudly "ISN'T SHE LOVELY! ISN'T SHE WONDERFUL!! ISN'T SHE PRECIOUS!" He lifted his arm and I giggled as he spun me.

"Guess what Harry" I smiled at him.

"What?" he grinned stopping his singing.

"You're adorable," I teased.

"Well of course I am," he winked at me, "I'm also very manly,"

"Yeah right," I rolled my eyes teasingly.

"Oh so you don't think I'm manly?" He questioned, pretending to be insulted.

I shrugged jokingly.

Harry lifted me by the waist almost effortlessly. He held me so my face was only millimeters away from his. "Are you fairly certain you're not going to have a panic attack in the next few minutes,". His breath mixed with mine.

"That's not really how it works, but I think we can risk it," I breathed and wrapped my legs around him.

Harry grinned and ran with me wrapped around him into a nearby dressing room. Before the door had even closed, I pressed my lips against his roughly, catching him off guard but only for a few seconds. The kiss deepened quickly as I heard the door click closed behind us. Harry turned abruptly, messing me up against the door. He held one of his hands beside my head against the door and used the other to hold up my leg on the opposite side. I reached my hands up to his hair and ran my fingers through it. Blair is going to kill me. I let out a small sigh and Harry moved his other hand to support my leg and carried me to the couch on the opposite side of the room. I unwrapped my legs from around him as he put me down on the couch and positioned him self above me, straddling me. I arched my back up and my hands grasped his upper back. Harry moved his head to the left and kissed me up and and down my neck to my shoulder.