Soft Side

Chapter twenty-nine

I slid Harry's shirt over his head, smiling softly at the tall tattooed man before me as he grins widely, his arms falling into the correct holes and the buttons being done up. Myself and Harry had been inseparable for months, which nobody seemed to mind. Becky had flown back to England to attend some work business leaving me "in charge" of these five rowdy boys as she worded it. How do you tame them?

I check my phone, seeing Becky hadn't replied to my message last night, sighing as I place it down. Paul guided them to the stage as 5 seconds of Summer came off of the stage, Harry didn't hesitate to pin me against the wall, his lips to my ear as I smile softly, gripping his shirt in my hands as I nod at him, his words for only us to hear as his lips move to press against mine.

I heard a cough, seeing Molly walking over. "Put her down mate" Michael smirks, walking past and patting Harry's shoulder as Harry smirks at him.

"I can't mate" he calls to Michael as he smirks down at me. I try to shoo him away, telling him how he's going to be late. He smirks again, telling me how I was worth it, causing a shiver down my spine. He lets go of my body, walking over to the stage after pressing another gentle kiss to my lips as he grins.

They step onto the stage; the American fans screaming and shouting as I stand beside Molly. I watch the boys intently, smiling as they live their dream once again. This place was huge, it was incredible how they were playing such a big arena.

Out of nowhere my sight went dark. My hands came out in front of me as a laugh was heard. "Becky?" I yell, turning round to find the brunette behind me. "Oh my god!" I laugh as I hug her tightly, laughing with her as Molly heads off to the hotel with Calum.

"Harry kept the secret then" she teases as I look to the stage, Harry winking at me at the sight of his girlfriend and her best friend reunited after weeks. "How have you coped with them all?" She smirks as I groan and rub my head.

"Never, ever leave me with them on my own again, I almost lost it" I frown, crossing my arms over my chest. "If I see one more game of fifa I think I'll snap every disk they buy of it" I grumble. I saw her looking at the stage, Niall waving at her. She waved back as I grab her hand, pulling her to the dressing room.

"Come to my hotel room tomorrow night" I say softly as I begin packing up the clothes into the cases. "They're all going to the AMA's tomorrow night, I'm not going so he can have his first time there with the boys, so I'm gonna grab a bottle of wine and watch it streamed" I smile at her.

She nods, helping me fold up their clothes. "I'd love that" she smiles before raising an eyebrow. "What have you got them wearing?" She questions as I shake my head.

"That my dear best friend, is a surprise" I smirk, tapping my nose to signify a secret.

The boys walked into the dressing room after the show, Becky walking over to Louis to speak to him. He walked away. "Louis" I hear Becky mutter, following behind him as they headed to the mini bus.

Okay...

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I had gathered all of the boys into my hotel room, helping them one by one. Lou has joined me to fix their hair and make sure they looked perfectly presentable for such a big awards show. I lifted Zayns suit from the rack, him being the first one I was dressing. He stepped into the trousers, doing them up as I hand him his shirt and suit jacket. He put them on, as I followed behind with a lint roller. Liam was clad in a white shirt with a black suit and tie. Louis had a black T-shirt and black suit and Niall was in a white T-shirt with black jacket and jeans.

I lifted Harry's off of the rack as he walked over in his boxers. I smiled softly, sliding his suit trousers up his long legs, buttoning them up at the front as his lips gently press to mine. I smile softly, slipping his white shirt over his body, doing each button up painfully slow as he smirks. I hand him his suit jacket, watching them all put their shoes on. I smile, shuffling them all together and snapping a photo of my work. I was proud of how they looked, and Becky had no idea.

Everybody left, leaving me and Harry alone in the room. "Keep that suit clean, because you look so fucking good" I growl into his ear as he smirks, kissing me gently. "Have an amazing time, give me a text if you get a chance but otherwise all of the best of luck to you all" I breath gently. He smiles nodding as he looks deep into my eyes.

"I love you so much" he says softly against my lips.

"I love you so much too" I whisper.

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"Are you ready?" I grin, sitting in my pyjamas with Becky on the bed in my hotel room. A bottle of rosé wine and two glasses in front of us and my laptop set up also with the AMA's live stream playing. I was so excited for them. It was a huge evening and it was one that would potentially change their careers.

Becky nods, eyes widening as their black mini bus pulls up. I clap my hands excitedly, handing her a class of wine as Zayn steps out of the car. Within seconds they were stood at the background having their photos taken. A groan left my lips at the sight of Harry, Beckys face forming into a smirk as I pout. "Soph they look amazing" she cheers as we clink our glasses. I was so proud of what they looked like, and I felt that it had worked out well.

They walked to an interviewer, questions thrown at them left right and centre. Liam was asked if they had chosen their own outfits to which he shook his head. "No no, our stylist fixed this all for us, she's done a fantastic job hasn't she?" He grins as the boys nod. My heart melting at Harry subtly mouthing the words 'I love you', sipping my wine as Becky smiles at the screen.

"Harry, Where is soph tonight?" She asks as Harry smiles wide, rubbing his lower lip with his thumb.

"She's back at the hotel with her friends watching this tonight" he nods with a smile, waving a small wave to the camera.

"And Niall, wheres your girl?" She says as he looks confused. His eyes widening as he nods.

"She's back at the hotel also with Soph, watching together" he says softly, blowing a kiss at the camera. Why the hell did you do that Niall, let's just hope nobody catches onto that...

"How good does Harry look" I sigh, leaning on my hand with a smile. Becky sighs, looking at the guys before her in some sort of way. Who was she looking at?

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Five boys walked through the door with two AMA's in their hands and too much alcohol in their systems. Harry stumbled over, his hands gripping my hips as he flopped onto the bed, sitting my on his lap. He didn't care if people were in the room. He was drunk and he wanted me. Louis walked straight over to Becky with his arms open to her. She shook her head, turning to talk to Liam.

"What's the matter?" Louis slurs as Becky shakes her head.

"I tried to be friendly to you yesterday and you just ignored me. Now you want to be friends on your terms?" She snaps as he holds his hands up in defence.

"I-I'm sorry" he says softly as she turns to Niall, continuing her attack.

"And you, what the hell was that about in the interview earlier? I'll be damned if somebody notices your face when you were asked about me. What the hell is wrong with you?" She snaps as I whisper to Niall that she's had wine. That's when she turned to me. "Can you not leave each other for 5 fucking minutes!" She shouts as I shake my head.

"No" I say simply, leaning down to Harry and pressing my lips to his as she groans. The door slammed shut and I checked nobody was there.

What was her issue?

I smirked, sliding Harry's trousers down his legs and slipping my pyjama shorts off, sliding myself onto his length.

I heard a gagging noise and turned my head to see Liam running out of the room. A laugh leaving my lips as a grunt left Harry's.

I told you he looked good in a suit.