Back For You

Small bump

(Once again if you don't like sexual things skip I made an indent to where it starts and ends!! but I don't think you'll want to completely skip this chapter)

So far the tour was going good, except for one thing. For the past two weeks I have been getting sick for no reason. I have not told anybody because its probably just a simple virus, although I haven't had any side effects. Infact I feel perfectly normal. It's been up and down most nights, and straight to the loo in the morning. Loo? ok I really need to go around Americans a little more often. In my time with Harry and the rest I have gained a slight accent, which is only causing me to talk so much more often.

"Can I come sleep with you?" I know the bunks are small but I really wanted to sleep with him tonight. Luckily he wasn't sleeping and give me a sly smile while lifting the blankets and scooting over. His body was warm as I put my hands to his bare chest and wrapped my legs with his.

"I love you Harry." My voice was soft and almost sounded timid. We haven't been able to be this close since the night we started the tour and I miss him.

"Nina I miss your touch." The feeling if his breath in my ear sent goosebumps down my back. His hand came up to my face, his thumb grazing my cheek while I wrap my arms around his torso.

" I miss kissing you, I miss touching your skin, hearing you voice in my ear, your laugh as I poke your sides-"

My lips press onto his as an attempt to shut him up. I miss his lips, and the way he pushes his tongue into my mouth. We roll over so he's on top, it's more comfortable like that. We didn't have enough space but I don't think either one of us cared. His hand was cupping my jaw while his other was sneaking up my waste. There's a noise from out side and he we stop, our lips barely touching.

"Don't stop" I say into his mouth my voice sounding more desperate than I meant it to be.

His lips come to mine once more and his hands stop at the top of my panties. The feeling of him harden against me gave me butterflies, I walk my fingers down his stomach to the very place I wanted them to be. Sliding my hands into his boxers he grunts into my mouth feeling the suddenness of my hands in his erection. A smile forms on my lips as he bites the pillow trying to stay quiet. Quickly letting go I pull his boxers down as far as I can and lift so he can pull mine of as well. Now I'm on birth control so we didn't need to use a condom. He grunts as he slowly inserts himself and kisses my neck.

"Harry" I moan before he presses a hand to my mouth, continuing to nibble at my neck. Honestly I'm quite surprised that he's doing this so... publicly. His movements are different than what he usually does and my "noise" is barely ruffled by his hand.

"God Nina... oh shit..." He remains quiet but I can tell its hard for him. When I jerk my hips upwards he bites my neck extremely hard and I scream in pleasure. He digs his other hand into my waste and I pull his hair, guiding his lips to mine. When he realises my actions he moves his hand to hold himself up. I bit his lip, in return he pushes into me harder and smiles. We're both close, for the last few seconds he goes harder and faster. Knowing better, I keep my last moan as a whisper but still drug out. Our breathing is more like panting and he collapses, laying his head on my chest. Within minutes he falls asleep, admiring him I soon fall asleep while gently playing with his hair.

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"Nina?"

"Lou?" She looked worried.

"Yeah it's me, are you ok."

"Yeah." as I stood up I had to look down, she is short compared to me but not by much. I hadn't realised that we actually never really talk. Yeah there's small talk as she does my hair- which I hate- but we have never had an actual conversation. When I say I hate her doing my hair, it's not because I don't like it it's just, first she has to deal with the boys and now me... how does she not get tired? But she's really fun to be around, never did I imagine her being my hair stylist. I'm still not sure why it is I'm throwing up, It's not like I'm sick.