Meet Becca Andrews a successful young fashion designer who works for Yves Saint Laurent. Enter the charasmatic Harry Styles, international superstar and handsome to boot. A chance encounter at a London night club sees these two meet, instantly dra...
I'm engulfed in him, his smell fills my senses and I'm in heaven. I don't want to wake up and I'm afraid to move because if I do I'm scared it will all be a dream. I pinch my arm, it's not and he's here, with me, my little spoon and its delicious. I stir a little and I'm peppered with feather light kisses, first on my back, down the curve of my spine. Then they reach my shoulders and the fingers are tracing the writing on my wrist, then its my nipples, they become hard in his mouth. I arch my back, in exquisite delight. Lips on my neck and then fingers, those amazing fingers in side my folds, checking to see I'm ready and I am. I'm always ready where he is concerned. He's inside me and I moan with pleasure. "Hmm, my angel, he pants, move with me". I do as I am instructed and its not long before I reach my first orgasm. Harry is the only one who is able to make me cum multiple times and he does it so well.
I want to stay in bed all day with my beautiful man but I know it's not possible. I move to get out of bed and I'm pulled back. "Stay angel, please, I miss you when you go". He's so hard to resist and I really want to stay but I know if I don't get up now I'll never leave. "Shower with me then handsome, come on". The duvet is pushed back and Harry sprints to the bathroom and turns the shower on. He leads me gently into the huge open space that overlooks Hampstead , the water cascading over our bodies and he washes me gently, attentively, paying special attention to all my sensitive spots. He's naughty but god I love it. I return the favour and before I know where I am I have my legs wrapped round my man and he's rocking into me again. Orgasm 2, 3,4,5 follow and I'm spent.
I'm wrapped in a towel and I head to Harry's massive walk in wardrobe. I've left a few pieces here as I've been here a lot and now we are "official" it seems sensible. I dress in my black jumpsuit, black lingerie and black strappy flats. H pulls on his track pants and his Rolling Stones t-shirt that I love and secretly covet. We head downstairs and Coffee is made, toast is toasted and fruit is cut. He looks after me and I'm lucky. "Busy day today angel"? "Unfortunately yes" I reply. "Photo shoot with Marie Claire, off to the see my design team to go through my Men's line, will probably be super late so don't expect me too early". "How about you handsome, what's on your agenda"? "Promo with Grimmy, then I'm off to a few meetings with Jeff to lock in dates and venues for the tour, an interview with The Times and then home but I'll probably be late as well".
We decide to spend a night at our own places it makes sense. Harry insists that he drops me at work. We sit and laugh listening to Grimmy who is promoting Harry's interview, he's pre recording it and will play it in a day or two when they play the album. I've been lucky and incredibly priveleged to hear it and its amazing. I'm sooooo bloody proud of Harry and I can't wait till everyone can hear just how brilliant he is. We arrive at work and Harry drops me off round the corner. He kisses my head then my lips. "Bye angel, have the best day, I'll ring you later". "Bye handsome" I reply giving him a lingering kiss. "You keep Grimmy in check and don't work too hard". I jump out of the car and he blows me a kiss. He's soo gorgeous and I'm just a bit smitten. So far we have managed to dodge press and paps but I know our luck will run out soon. We've been living in this gorgeous pink bubble and I'd like it to last a little longer.
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The designs are sublime and my god I'm impressed with how quickly they have been made up. I want H to see them first so I send him a pic. I get a lovely one back. "My suits!!! Look amazing angel, I can't wait to wear them, thank you xxx.
I grab the suits with my crew and we head down to our shoot with Marie Clare. I've worked with Sven before and his work is amazing. The model they have chosen to wear the suits is similarly sized to Harry and we don't have to make too many adjustments. The Green Pin Striped Romper is slightly long in the leg but we pin it up without a worry, the brown check, Black with velvet pin stripe, Pink, Mauve, Red with Dragon print and Blue floral all look great. Sven works quickly and the shots look sublime. They will be in the Winter edition of Marie Clare and Harry will have worn them by then on his tour. It's important that the designs aren't leaked as these are incredibly special (my babies) and Harry's new style and foray into solo artistry. I'm so incredibly honoured that he let me design for him. We have a few others tucked up our sleeve but they will be revealed later on in his tour.
It's way past lunch time and I'm bloody ravenous. I stop by one of my favourite cafes and pick up a soy latte and a salad bagel. I check my phone and see that I have a pic from H.
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"Hi Angel. Just finished my chat with Grimmy. He sends his love and hopes we can catch up with him again soon. Hope the shoot went well. Make sure you eat something for Lunch, I know you tend to forget xxxxx "
He's wearing the check suit I designed him. It's one of my favs and his as well. I had some left over fabric and ran it up for him one night just as an extra. His face when he put it on was a picture, so excited, like a little boy in a sweet shop. He could wear rags and he'd still look stunning. Not many people can carry off such bold prints but Harry can, he's just so, so cool.
I eat my salad bagel and sip my Coffee whilst I wait for my Driver to come and pick me up. I'm updating my blog (not giving too much away re H's suits) and out of the corner of my eye I see a Pap, happily snapping away whilst I stuff my face. I'm less than impressed as I know I must look a bloody mess as when I was at the shoot I was running round like a crazy person. I very carefully without drawing too much attention to myself turn my back and send a very terse text message to my Driver - "Being papped whilst eating lunch, can you bloody hurry up"!!! I then write another apologising for being rude and get back "On my way, just stuck in traffic on the Kings Road, eta about 5 minutes" "Thank you Toby" I reply back "see you soon."
