Soft Side

Chapter fifteen

"Harry forget I said anything, I'm sure he was being stupid" she says groaning as Harry paced back and forth. His hands over his face as he shakes his head. Disappear on his features as he rubs his face, stopping the walking and looking at Rebecca.

"I have to go and say something, I can't let them play me like a fucking fool" he states, grabbing his shoes and pulling them into his feet. Rebecca groans and stands up, trying her hardest to convince him that he didn't need to and that it must all be some big lie and that she's sure I wouldn't have done that.

He shakes his head, grabbing the room key and storming out of the room, Rebecca scurrying along behind and following, just in case it gets out of hand and she has to pull him away.

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"I just can't believe it, I don't want this to be true" he sighs, resting his head in his hand as the elevator comes to the ground floor, his feet picking up speed as he paces outside of the hotel towards the bus. The rain pouring down onto his curly hair making it begin to flatten but he didn't care. He still had feelings for the girl inside of the bus and he couldn't bear to think of her with anyone else.

That girl was me.

The faint sound of fast breaths and moans left the windows of the bus. Harry's blood beginning to boil as his hands began to shake. The door flying open and hitting the other side, bouncing back as Harry catches it. His features falling when he finds me and Niall sat on opposite ends of the sofa with a bowl of popcorn in between us and 50 Shades of Grey playing on the television. It was one of my favourite films and Niall had never seen it, so I was taking the chance to show him what the hype was about.

I rolled my eyes, seeing her following him in. "What do you want?" I state simply, keeping my eyes on the television as Harry presses the off button. I groan, looking at him dead in the eyes, not backing down anytime soon. This wasn't going to be easy, but I was going to win this. I was sure.

"I want answers" he states. His arms folding across his chest, glaring at Niall.

"To what" I groan, standing up to face him.

"As to why you slept with my best friend" he snaps.

"Well then answer this; why after telling me not to bother about exes, you decide while we were on a small break is a good time to have a fling with another one. Why you decide it's a good idea to bring her on tour, and why she is standing in front of me right now" I snap.

"I really didn't class you as this type" Harry states, shaking his head in disappointment.

"And what's that Harry? Go on, if you're such a big boy then tell me. What am I?" I say quietly, egging him to finish his sentence.

"A slut" he spits, his eyes fueled with fire as I step forward, getting slightly closer.

"Mate I think that's too far" Niall chimes in. Bad move Ni.

"Don't fucking mate me. Don't even come into this conversation you absolute dick" Harry snaps at him, pointing his finger at him. Stepping closer to him, starting to become more aggressive.

"Leave him alone" I say sternly, looking at Harry as he continues the verbal abuse towards Niall. "I said, leave, him, alone" I say louder, shouting at the end of it as I see Harry's eyes whip back to me. Somebody was going to end up hurt soon. "You're a fine one to talk though aren't you? Slagging me off for supposedly moving on when you've moved on just as quick. I know you've slept together" I snap, anger burning through me.

"We never slept- I mean we did but-" Harry starts before I smirk, shaking my head. That's all I needed to hear.

"Get out" I whisper, starting to go a little bit insane and not giving them a chance to explain. I wanted him out. This wasn't the evening I wanted at all. I just wanted to watch my film in peace.

Harry shakes his head, glaring at Niall intently as he heads for the door, turning to state one last sentence; "She's a family friend. Niall knows this" before climbing off of the bus.

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"You knew? Why didn't you tell me?" Was all I said to Niall, not turning to face him as the door had shut. How had he known who she was and not told me?

"They still slept together" Niall states, not daring to move closer to me. "And I wanted to make sure you weren't using m-" he starts before I cut him off. Out of nowhere my lips pressed to his and my hands were in his hair. My body close to his as his own hands land on my hips and pull my close, squeezing my hips tightly. My teeth grazing his bottom lip as he groans, sitting down on the sofa as I strip off my T-shirt, leaving me in a Calvin Klein bralette and my shorts. My lips reattached to his as I sat straddling his lap, grinding my hips against his.

The bulge in his trousers became more prominent, my hands tangled in his hair before lowering to lift his T-shirt over his head. Our breaths fast as I climbed down, sliding his jeans and boxers off to reveal the large length before me. The one I had seen before. I slid my own bottoms off, climbing back on top of his lap and lowering myself onto him. A grunt left his lips as I began to move, my face buried in the nape of his neck as he tilted his head back, hands gripping my ass as we fucked. It wasn't love making, it was sex. That's all it was.

The sounds leaving his lips sent me into a certain state of mind, his lips trailing over my neck and shoulders, enjoying every second of this feeling. A loud grunt left his lips as he came to his high, biting down on my shoulder as I came undone above him, scratching his back with my nails, both of us breathing heavy as my lips reattached to his, in a less heated kiss but some passion still behind it, both of us coming down from our highs.

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I came from the bathroom in my black underwear and Nialls button up shirt he had left on the bus the other day, the line of my breast visible as he smirks, walking closer to me in his white boxers, tracing his finger down the line of my chest, smirking as his lips attempt to touch against mine.

That's when the door opened and a case came flying through. Along with a blonde.

Molly.

Here I was stood in Niall's shirt and my pants, and Niall in just his boxers.

Shit.

A mix of horror and confusion fell over her face as I took a deep breath, sliding my arm around Niall's back, squeezing his bum as he jumped. I made molly a tea and sat down with her, exposing everything to her and how I now didn't give a fuck about anything. I was going to do me now, whatever that may mean.

She nodded, clearly not happy with the choice but choosing to simply agree and get on with life.

Welcome back Molly.