Foolish ~ {One Direction Fan-Fiction}

Chapter 3

Foolish~3

"THANK YOU AND GOODNIGHT!!" Liam screams and the crowd goes nuts. The familiar beat drops as they wave goodbye. And run backstage.

"We've got to get them out of here" a walkie talkie speaks.

"Huh what do they mean?" Sophia asks.

"They literally shoot them out of here as soon as they run off. To avoid the crowds chasing them" I explain.

"Oh okay" she replies.

"Come on girls" Rick a guard says to us. Shoving us out.

"What are you doing?" Soph asks.

"The lads want you to go with them. Follow the way out! Run!" He says. Soph stops to take her heels off and we bolt.

"What about our stuff?" She asks out of breath already.

"They'll get it" I reply.

The long stone hallway seemed endless. I see Niall bolt out of a room along the way.

"Let's go let's go!" He says Waiting up to run with us.

Before we know it we slam open the double doors revealing a limo.

The rest of the boys are in already and paul by the door.

"In in!" He says and we jump in.

I am immediately taken over by the smell of 5 sweaty boys.

I slide in next to Harry.

His head is flung back all the way. Hair messily tangled in his American flag head band. The curvature of his jawline radiating along with the sweat dripping from his forehead. Arm muscles visible and tensed. His quick breathing soothed as his chest rose and fell. Swallowing every now and then. Licking his bottom lip, teeth gripping it as it slowly slides back in place.

"What are you staring at Re?" He says. His exhausted tone giving me goosebumps. His long eyelashes flutter open. His deep green eyes revealing.

"I can see those lustful eyes of yours" he sneers playfully.

"I don't know what you're talking about" I look down. Trying to get my churning stomach to quit.

God dammit. 3 years and he still catches me off guard. Even in the 2 years we've been a couple, I've never failed to fall In love with him again and deeper.

He still gives me the goosebumps when he speaks. Still gives me chills to my spine when we touch. And I can still feel the same fire when we kiss. A burning love that can never be denied.

Harry is a loving trap. And I don't mind being stuck in it. He's loves me for me. And me to him. He didn't need the fame or fortune to ever impress me. Just the cute curly I know.

The limo comes to a halt.

"Agh finally! I can't stand being within a mile radius of Liam after these shows" Louis says and the whole car erupts with laughter. And he is the first one out.

"Yeah no love till after you shower twice" Sophia teases. He forcefully hugs her and she struggles in his strong arms.

"No!! Egh! Let me go!" And he basically carries her out.

Harry hops out and lends me a gentleman's hand.

"Yeah same goes for you" I snap.

"Oh really..." He grabs me and spins me so I'm off my feet. Leaning on to his arm. His cross necklace tapping my nose. He dips low and kisses me passionately. I pull back slightly. Wiping off my mouth.

"Yes. That's all you get until you shower Haz" he leans me back up. We hold hands and enter the large hotel.

A couple fans are in there. They smile and say hi. Rather calmly.

He smiles for a few pictures. Then we head up.

As soon as we get in the room, our luggage is there Harry immediately starts to strip.

"You can stare now" he looks at me with wild eyes.

I roll my eyes and sit on the bed.

He gets into his boxers and grabs his toiletry bag from his suitcase.

"You coming?" He asks.

I smile deviously and follow.

The bathroom fan doesn't work so we will die of steam but I could care less.

Harry goes ahead and jumps in while I strip of my clothing, and follow.

His tattooed figure is just breathtaking against the hot water.

"So I have news" I say as he scrubs shampoo through his hair. Seeing his eyes scrunched in such a familiar way makes my stomach butterfly.

Once he rinses he puts me under the water, and then begins to wash my hair for me.

"What is that love?" He asks.

"My agent called" I say and he stops. Thrill and excitement builds in his expression.

"And?!" He looks 16 again.

"I have an audition Tuesday!" I throw my hands up.

"That's great Re!" He hugs me tightly.

Being this way with Harry just feels so real and raw. I stared into his soft glare. A grin on his lips.

"My Re. Finally gets her chance" he whispers. Holding my waist. Thumbing a particular spot on my side.

An "H" tattooed on my rib cage. About the size of an American quarter dollar.

"I love how you got that for me" his voice giving me goosebumps once again.

He slightly pushes me to lay on the floor of the tub. Helping me along the way.

His fingers trailing my torso.

My breathing getting heavy "did you lock the door?".

He licks his bottom lip as he hovers over me, "God I hope so".