Holding My Breath ~ Larry Stylinson

Chapter 11

**WARNING: this chapter gets a little.. Sexual. Okay, WHO'S EXCITED? I KNOW I AM. WHY? BECAUSE I HAVE MY LAPTOP SO NOW MY WRITING WILL HAVE LESS MISTAKES ETC. boooooyaaahhh. anyway, guys. If you're liking this story, go check out my other fanfic which is also a 1D Bromance, called Torn... It's Niam and I think it could end up better than this, i just need some feedback and reads. ANYWAY, TANKS. BAI, ENJOY DA STORY<3**

A few days later we were greeted by hundreds of fans at the airport. We were leaving to go and film the WMYB video, and we were beyond excited. 

"This is one direction's first holiday!" Liam laughed. 

"No no no, this is no holiday." Simon scolded and I couldn't help but give him a dirty look. That man tried to ruin my relationship. I don't care how much he's helped my career, he almost ruined the most important thing in my life.. Harry. Once we had taken our seats on the plane, the sun was almost about to set. We had an over night flight, apparently to make us feel less jet lagged the next day. Liam and Harry sat together at the very back, Zayn sat with Paul in the middle of the cabin and me & Niall sat at the front. 

"Sir, you will have to turn that off now or turn it onto airplane mode." the hostess gestured to my black iPhone which had twitter open. 

"Ok." I smiled as she walked away. 

"See you in 9 hours, Malibu! xx" I sent one last tweet before switching my phone to airplane mode. As we took off, the sun was going down and everyone got their blankets, going to sleep. I plugged in my headphones and listened to music, slightly amused that our album was on the planes selection choice. I closed my eyes and relaxed for about an hour, soon hearing Liam laughing "Harry you can't get naked on a plane... Never mind, then." before I heard nearly everyone snoring.

"Harry what the..?!" I gasped as I opened my eyes. Harry was standing next to me with nothing on but a blanket.  

"Shut up, everyone's asleep, you'll wake them up.." he warned and I looked around, everyone was asleep. "Meet me in the restroom in 5 minutes.. Be discreet ok.." he whispered before walking the short walk to the restroom. What? Oh god. I have to admit, I wanted him too.. But this was risky. And illegal. After five minutes or so, I stood up and looked around pretending to stretch. I double checked that everyone was sleeping before I strolled down to the end of the isle, knocking on the door. It clicked open and a hand grabbed my collar roughly dragging me inside the small room. Harry's lips immediately started exploring me, kissing my neck and shoulders. 

"Is there a reason for this?" I chuckled, my hands caressing his arms. 

"Nope, but it's something exciting to do on a boring flight." he joked back, pushing me against the basin. His hands moved down to my lower body, driving me crazy. He pushed my chinos to the floor and fell to his knees. You can tell what he did next. Obviously, he tied my shoelaces. What were you thinking, you dirty bugger? Just joking, we ended up staying in the restroom for a good 30 minutes before heading back. I sat back down in my seat and couldn't help but laugh at myself. Having sex on an airplane is something I had definitely never thought about, although I never thought about anything when with Harry. He would always just take the responsibility right out of my hands. I smiled and relaxed my head back into my pillow. I felt Harry's hand brush past my shoulder as he came out separately to avoid suspicion. He winked cheekily before sitting back down with Niall.

"GOOD MORNING MALIBU!" I tweeted as we left the big airport and walked into the warm air. Immediately we were surrounded by fans screaming at us. I chuckled at the girl who was trying to get overly friendly with Harry. He looked almost scared of her, bless him. He shot Paul a 'help me' look and he soon came to the rescue, ushering the girls away. We signed all of their autographs, took photos and thanked them for coming before getting into the limousine Simon had hired. Obviously Simon had stayed in the UK, but he was getting updates from Paul every day so it would be like he was right there. Great. We piled into the long black limo and Paul scooted up next to me. He put his hand near his mouth and whispered in my ear.