Sophie POV
It was the next day and it was approximately 8:30 pm. My feet were walking gradually closer to Rebecca’s door, in the hopes that she was still able to go out to the pool on the girly day we had planned for so long since we had been here.
Whilst walking past mine and Michael’s hotel room – Harry had recently moved into his own hotel room after people moving off of the floor to create more space for us all. A few voices sounding like argues coming from the partially open door, clearly from where someone had gone in.
“Yes she’s hot, but she’s my girlfriend. I don’t appreciate you eying her up whilst she’s in a bikini at the pool” Michael groaned. His hand running through his unnatural hair.
“I can’t help it! Her body’s just fine man! How the hell did you do so well?” He sighs shaking his head softly.
The argues continued as I hid around the corner, allowing Harry to leave the room without me being seen, before sliding through the door towards an angered looking Michael.
“Babe what’s wrong?” I say gently, placing my hand on his shoulder before having it pushed off fairly harshly.
“Don’t babe me. You know exactly what you’re doing.” He snaps, “Wearing bikinis and driving the other boys insane” He growls as I look confused.
“I don’t get it Michael? I don’t mean to?” I say softly looking hurt, and confused.
“You’re a whore Sophie. You wear them just for the other boys or you’d have the decency to cover yourself up!” He yells throwing his hands up.
“What the hell has got into you” I snap suddenly, Michael not looking fazed at all. “You were never this protective over anything! Especially me.”
“What happened to you? You never used to go around flashing your body to anybody.” He snarls as I shake my head.
“Why should I have to do things to please you Michael? I’m not your toy to pick up and play with, nor control.” I laugh shaking my head as he growls.
“Because I told you to. I’m fed up of you going around and showing the body that belongs to me to everybody else.”
That was it. I was fed up of his obnoxious attitude.
“That’s just it. It’s not your body anymore.”
His face turned into a sickly smirk. “What do you mean angel?”
“It’s not your body. We’re through. I know people who would treat me far better than you ever can” I whisper shaking my head as I grab my phone, stepping towards the door.
“Sophie… Baby wait-“ He starts as I shake my head, slamming the door open.
“No. No, you’ve ruined it Michael… I have feelings too you know” I whisper before stepping out of the room, walking towards a doorway. I knocked the dark wooden door, waiting for an answer before hearing nothing.
I slowly made my way to the pool. The one place I could really go to think about things.
Then I saw him. The mess of brown hair on his head. His skin pale under the suns glow. I stepped lightly out of the hotel, causing his head to turn to face me. A smirk on his lips as he saw my bikini, but softening when he saw the look of anger and sadness riddled on my features.
“What happened?” He said softly, staying in the pool.
“Why did you say I was hot Harry? It’s caused so many arguments…” I say shaking my head with a soft sigh as he smirks nodding his head forward.
“Come on, look at you, how could I not” He smirks as I shake my head gently.
“No, Harry stop” I sigh softly biting my lip.
“You really want me to stop? You really think it’s east being in love with you when you’re in love with someone else? Or think you are. Is that why you came out here? To use me once again while you’ve fallen out?” he says furrowing his eyebrows.
“No, Harry-“
“No. Stop it Sophie. Stop making me fucking fall for you and causing me pain.”
“Harry please!”
“No, I hate being second best.”
“I just left him for you.”
“What?” His face went pale, as if he’d heard this before.
“I love you not him!”
His face went pale as tears pooled in my eyes. His face instantly softening and his arms opening. “Come here… Come on darling…” He whispers as I climb into the pool, leaning against the wall as he rubs my sides gently. “I’m so sorry…” He whispers as I shake my head.
“Please just- Just take my mind off of it all and make me feel loved Harry” I whimper, feeling a tear slip as he kisses it away gently. His hands slowly sliding to my thighs as he gently moves them apart.
If I wasn’t so hurt right now, I’d stop him instantly, but I needed this boy. He made me feel true love. He made me feel like nothing else mattered.
His large, calloused fingers rubbed the bottom of my stomach gently, causing me to relax gently as his hands slid into the white bikini bottoms I was wearing on my lower half. Two fingers disappearing into my body, causing my eyes to fall closed and my mouth to fall open into a small ‘o’ shape.
The pleasure he had given me was ridiculous. His fingers pulling out soon after and falling between his plump pink lips as my hand fell into his boxers, returning the favour to his body. Something of his I hadn’t touched since that drunken night – which I didn’t remember.
Not too long after and all signs of clothing were on the side of the swimming pool. Moans slipping from both pairs of seemingly innocent lips and body fluids being mixed together. No sign of any protection around – but that was the last thought on our minds.
Soon after everything had happened, we got ourselves dressed, making our way back up to his room to shower and cuddle up. I was still a mess after both the pool and the argument and break up. But Harry really did feel like the only thing I had right now.
We both showered and got into something comfy. Harry simply in a pair of black boxer briefs and I in my panties and his t-shirt, inhaling the musky scent mixed with peppermint into my system. My body soon finding it’s way under the white sheets homing his large double bed, curling up into his warm and muscular body. A soft kiss being left to my hair, assuring me that everything was going to be okay.
“I love you” Was the last thing I heard before my eyes closed.
Why was I doing this to myself?
Who did I really want to have…
