FWB

8.

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I woke up with the feeling of hunger. I tossed to my left and checked my phone for the time. It was 7 am. I then, slither out of the bed and found the others still sleeping. We stopped driving now and we’re probably in New Jersey already.

I grab fresh clothes from my suit case; a stripped pullover, red shorts and fresh undergarments. I then, went toward the bathroom to take a shower and finished in 30 minutes.

I wore my clothes and dried my hair and messily curled it. I placed light makeup on myself like foundation, eye liner and pink lip gloss. I’ve never really liked lipstick. As I came out of the bathroom, they were still sleeping so I agreed to go out and grab some fresh air. I took my wallet and phone with me and as I opened the door, I ran into Paul.

“Mornin’ Paul!” I greet, cheerfully. I notice that we are parked behind a tall building. “Where are we?”

“Behind a hotel in New Jersey.” He answers. Oh. I was right. We’re finally in New Jersey.

“Hey, Paul. I’m going out for a bit. Do you mind?”

“No, no. It’s fine. I’ll handle it here.”

“Thanks!” I tell him. I walk out of the alleyway to find something to eat for breakfast. I hope there are Starbucks and McDonalds here.

And luckily, there was. I agreed to pass by McDonalds first and I notice there was a big commotion outside and there were paparazzi’s everywhere. I slowly enter and I notice a brunette I really know and miss, holding hands with the infamous Adam Levine.

“Kiera?” I call out.

She turns around checking who called her and she sees me. “Holly? OHMYGOD!”

“What are you doing here?” she asks. She gives me a hug and introduces me to Adam. “Adam, Holly. Holly, Adam.”

“Hey.” I tell him then I return my attention back to Kiera. “I’m here because of the boys’ concert.”

She laughed. “Really? We’re here because of the Jenkinson’s boardwalk.”

We hugged again and she takes my hand. “You should come with us!”

“I don’t know. The concert’s tomorrow and we might leave right away.”

“C’mon, Holly! Please?”

“Fine, I’ll try.”

She squeals. “You really should!” Suddenly, we hear more screams and 5 boys enter McDonalds. It was Harry, Liam, Zayn, Niall and Louis, and they still had morning hair. Which was H-O-T.

“Holly!” they all say in unison. “We found you!” they all gather behind me and noticed Adam Levine.

“Holy sheep.” Niall says as he sees him. Adam notices their stares and approaches them. “Hey.” He greets them.

“Hey.” They all say back.

“Anyway, see you at the beach!” she winks. They grab their order and left the restaurant, leaving me breathless. I just met Adam Levine and I finally got to see Kiera.

“Beach?” Liam asks.

I explain to them about Kiera, and how she met Adam Levine and how she wanted me to come with them to the beach.

“Of course you have to go!” Louis says. We grab our orders from the counter and head out of McDonalds and I notice Paul a few feet away from us.

“Louis, I don’t want to go there alone! And besides, you have a concert.”

“We know that Holly!” Zayn presses. “But you can go there, AFTER the concert. Plus, you won’t have to go alone. We’ll come with you.”

“I don’t know guys. I’ll be messing with your plans.”

“You won’t!” Niall reassured me. “Promise! We love the beach!” We are now outside; walking in the streets, being followed by paparazzi’s and fans. Some were screaming my name and some were cursing at me. They told me I looked like shit and I was a bitch for flirting with the boys. My eyes got watery and I hung my head low. I’ve never been criticized like this before. Suddenly, I felt strong arms around me. Harry had his arm on my shoulder, Liam had his hand on my waist, Louis had his hand on my head, Niall held my left hand while Zayn held my right one.

“Guys, I’m fine, seriously.” I tell them. They didn’t budge until we reached the bus and Paul had the fans and paparazzi’s leave.

“Holly, are you all right?” Liam asks me. I nod to tell me I am and I walked toward the counter to drink some water. I notice them still staring at me so I asked them what’s wrong.

“You.” Harry answers. He walks toward me and turns back to the boys to give them the look to leave us alone. They all nod and left the bus probably heading to the hotel and check in to their rooms. Harry locks the door as they went out and walked back to me.

“Tell me.” He insists. “Are you alright?”

I didn’t want to answer him. Instead, I kiss him. “Harry, as my best friend, please…. Please…” I beg. I wrapped my hands around his neck and I looked up at his eyes. Why am I so desperate?

He looked down to meet my gaze. “Tell me what to do, Holly.” He murmurs.

“Fuck me, Harry.” I whisper as I nibble on his neck. What am I doing? I can’t stop. Holy shit.

He moans and backs me against the counter, his lips on mine. He starts to take my shorts off and then my underwear.

“Hold on to the counter,” he orders and pulls my hips back again, like he did in the before, so I’m bending down.

He reaches between my legs and pulls out a condom. Holy fuck. Sweet mother of all… Jeez. And then he’s inside me. Skin against skin… moving slowly at first… easily, testing me, pushing me… oh my. I grip on to the counter, panting, forcing myself back on him, feel­ing him inside me. Oh the sweet agony… his hands clasp my hips. He sets a punishing rhythm – in, out, and he reaches around and finds my clitoris, massaging me… oh jeez. I can feel myself quicken.

“That’s right, baby,” he rasps as he grinds into me, angling his hips, and it’s enough to send me flying, flying high.

Whoa… and I come, loudly, gripping for dear life onto the counter as I spiral down through my orgasm, everything spinning and clenching at once. He follows, clasping me tightly; his front on my back as he climaxes and calls my name like it’s a litany or a prayer.

“Oh, Holly!” His breathing is ragged in my ear, in perfect synergy with mine. “Oh, baby, will I ever get enough of you?” he whispers.

We both crash into the floor but instead of me landing on the floor, I crash into his chest. He wraps his small, smooth hands around my back and sings to my ear.

I want you to rock me, mmm, rock me, mmm, rock me, yeah
I want you to rock me, mmm, rock me, mmm, rock me yeah
I want you to hit the pedal heavy metal show me you care
I want you to rock me, mmm, rock me, mmm, rock me yeah

“You’re disgusting.” I joke. I look up to see his eyes staring right down at me. I blush and played with his light curls while he played with mine. With him playing with my curls and exhaustion, I fell asleep without knowing.

I woke up on a hotel bed to find Harry nowhere in sight and I had my clothes back on. It was almost close to 1 in the afternoon and I was starving to eat lunch. As I stoop up, there was a sticky note taped on the mirror.

Holly,
We’re practicing right now. Will be back around 8. Sorry love.
-Harry

I smiled as I read the note. Why is he so darn sweet? I have almost 6 hours to do whatever I want. I decided that I should go eat out and then go shopping for new clothes.

I stood up and fixed my clothes. How did Harry manage to dress me up without waking me up? Is he that much of an expert? I took a hair tie from my purse and tied my hair in a French braid. I then, grab the key card from the bed side table, place it on my bag and left the room.

I checked my room number. It was 911. How cool is that? I then turned around and head for the elevator. God, I’m starving. As soon as I reached the lobby, I saw Kiera.

“Holly!” she called.

“Kiera!” I called back. I walked toward her and she hugs me.

“Shouldn’t you be with Adam?” I ask her.

“Naw.” She answers. “He has an interview and I didn’t want to be left behind. So I came here to see you. I asked the receptionist what the boys’ rooms are but she didn’t want to tell me. That bitch thinks I’m a Directioner.”

I laugh. “It’s cool, Kiera. I was going out for lunch and I’m planning to shop too.”

“Ohhh! Shopping!” she squeals. She takes my hand and we walk out of the hotel together. We didn’t know the good restaurants around here, so we just ate in a simple Italian restaurant.

“I’ll have beef mushroom ravioli and cinnamon iced tea.” I inform the waiter. He nods and looks at Kiera.

“Chorizo with olives and Mango milkshake.” She answers. He nods and walks away, giving our orders to the chef. Kiera looks back at me and starts the conversation. “I am so happy we went to New Jersey.”

“Me too.” I answer. “Don’t you have a tour something?”

She shakes her head. “Nope. Adam and the gang decided to make new songs while travelling, so that’s why we’re here.” Suddenly, she changes the topic about Harry. “Anyway, our conversation about the friends with benefits thing didn’t really end well. You just had to cut me off.”

“I’m sorry, Kiera! But I didn’t mean to! I was surprised how big their tour bus is. Anyway, about me and Harry, we’re just friends, really close friends. What about you and Adam?”

The waiter comes back with our drinks and I took a sip of mine. “Adam? Same.” She answers. “We’re just friends, REALLY close friends.”

We both laugh at the same time. “Is Adam big?” I asked. I can’t believe I’m starting to ask questions like this but Kiera doesn’t seem to mind and I think she’s a little bit relieved that she can get to talk about this things to me already.

“Adam is humongous.” She exclaims. “He ripped me apart, and by ripped, I meant I fainted.”

“Holy shit,” I laugh. What the hell? Who faints from sex? “That IS big.”

A few minutes later, our pastas arrived and we ate. “You think Harry has feelings for you? Even just a little bit?”

I shook my head and nibbled my ravioli. “No. That’s almost impossible. Harry’s a flirt that’s why girls think they’re special to him. How about Adam to you?”

She shrugged. “Adam? I hope so. I mean, he may be old, but I do like him.”

“How’s your career?” I ask her.

“Good, too. It’s not really hard to fix them because they really hate makeup. You?”

“Same.” I answer her back. “By the way, you’re outfits for me? They are amazing!”

“I told you!” she screams. “Seriously, and with my help, you seduced Harry Styles. Just Niall Horan left and we’re ready to go!”

I laugh and realize that I’m not really into Niall anymore. Maybe my love for Niall a few days ago was just a puppy crush. “I don’t know, Kiera. I think I’m not that really in to him, anymore.”

“What, why? But you’re so cute together!”

“I don’t really know. I feel like I’m cheating on him when I do it with Harry.”

“Then stop it with Harry!”

“I can’t, Kiera. And I don’t want too.”

She raised her hands in defeat. “Whatever you say, Holly. Whatever you say.”

We continued eating our pastas in the next few minutes. When we finished, I asked for the bill and we left to go shopping. It’s already 3, so we only have 4-5 hours left.

“Where do you want to go?” I ask her.

“Just Forever 21 and Billabong.” She answers. “We also need to buy you sexy swimsuits.” She winks and takes my hand and we take a cab toward the nearest mall and she pays the taxi driver.

“Here we go.” I breathe. Shopping with Kiera can last a day. She never runs out of energy AND money. And by the size of the mall, we aren’t just going to Forever 21 and Billabong.

We went to Top shop first. She bought shorts, tops, crop tops and short dresses. Like really short dresses. She told me to buy anything I want because she’ll pay for it. I rejected her at first but she did have a point when she told me she never took me to shopping because I was too old fashioned before.

Right after Top Shop, we finally went to Forever 21. We almost bought everything they sold there. I took this opportunity to buy huge shirts for sleeping when Kiera saw me.

“What the hell is that for?” she asks.

“For sleeping?”

“No. No. No. That is shit, Holly. If I see you buy that I will rip you into shreds.” She takes hold of a silky lingerie and shoves it at me. “THAT is for sleeping. Okay? Chop chop!” she then walks away and heads toward the jeans section.

I felt like puking. Harry WILL kill me if I but this, but I can’t borrow shirts from Niall anymore. It’s too embarrassing, so I take a lot of lingerie’s and placed it on my basket. Holy crap. I bought new undergarments and after that, I went to check some shoes and agreed to buy at least five. I take the long black boots then red heels, black flats, sandals and sneakers. Some of the crop tops were pretty so I took some and I went to Kiera who just finished paying hers.

“That one too. I’ll pay for those.” She says to the cashier as I lay them all in the counter. The girl looks at me like I was so lucky to be friends with her and I whispered, “I really am.” And she laughs. I noticed that it’s already 6 and I couldn’t believe time flew so fast. Me and Kiera take a cab toward my hotel and paid for the fee.

“Oh no.” I gasped.

“What is it?” she asks.

“We forgot to buy a swimsuit.” I tell her.

She laughs. “I knew you would forget that so I bought us some when you were too busy picking out lingerie that wasn’t too revealing.”

I blush pink red. “Kiera!”

“Okay!” she laughs harder. She hands me a paper bag and I checked right away what she bought for me. There were at least 4 pairs inside and 4 toppers.

“Kiera! You know I don’t wear things like this!” I shout at her. All of it were bikinis and she knew I was insecure of my body. “Kiera!” I shout louder!

“Holly, you ARE H-O-T-T HOT! Trust me! If you wear that, you’ll not only seduce One Direction, you’ll seduce all the boys in the fucking beach!”

I didn’t say anything out of embarrassment. “Anyway, see you at the beach! Call me!” Kiera then hops into the taxi and rides away. I can’t believe this is happening. What if they find me fat? But then….. What if.