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*Norah's POV*

Friday morning was spent in bed, cuddled into Harry's warm side as we watched Grey's Anatomy from episode one. It was a quiet morning with lots of little naps, followed by feathery kisses and laughing and eating whatever was brought up by room service.

But by noon, I was ready to get up and go to Liam's and I could tell that Harry was too.

I took a quick body shower just to freshen up and Harry actually decided to shave for the event. That's what you do for friends, I guess.

I straightened my hair, put on some light makeup, and even helped Harry pick out an outfit before he even asked if I was ready yet.

"Baby," Harry called as I stood in front of the mirror. "We're leaving in ten minutes."

"I'm ready," I sang in response. "I'm waiting on you."

His strong arms wrapped around me tightly and I laughed, my eyes closing in contentment as his lips left warm kisses down the side of my neck.

"How's the soreness?" He mumbled into my skin. "Any better?"

"Now my arms are sore," I smiled. "So, no."

"Damn."

"You don't like cuddling?"

He turned me around and kissed me lightly. "I adore cuddling with you, princess."

"Good."

I broke away and helped him button his shirt as he kept grinning at me. "But you did learn something yesterday from Zayn and Liam?"

"I learned how to punch an abnormally large goofball," I snorted.

He raised his eyebrows. "But you could fend off an attacker, right?"

"Of course."

"That was the goal."

"Let's go," I sighed, pulling away to put on my shoes. "It's been ten minutes."

He ran a hand through his styled hair and grinned, his eyes sparkling as he held the door.

"After you, darling."

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"Harry, stop it," I whined, trying to nudge him away as his head rested in the crook of my neck. "I swear to god-"

"Just one more, baby," he grinned into my skin. "Come on, one more kiss."

I turned my head and pecked him on his pouty lips, but it didn't satisfy him. His hands rested on my hips as I turned around and continued washing dishes, my skin heating up as he bit into my neck.

"Princess, you're killing me," he groaned. I felt his pelvis press into my butt and I whimpered softly, my hands gripping the plate in my hand as he smiled. "You like that?"

"Oh," I moaned as his hands dug into my hips, sending jolts of pleasure to my center. His hands groped my bum gently as his lips came down on my shoulder, his fingers quickly pulling my cardigan down to expose the skin of my shoulder where he loved to kiss.

"How long until we can leave?" I whispered breathlessly. He chuckled.

"Two steps ahead of you, Nor."

I fixed my clothes and tried to hide the blush in my cheeks, but proved unsuccessful as Liam smirked at Harry and me.

"Unfortunately, we need to go," Harry grinned. "Norah is um- feeling faint."

"I see," Liam grinned. "Call me later, yeah? We can talk after you...help her out."

"Sure."

We left his cozy little house and walked into the freezing air, which wasn't any warmer even though it was nearly three o'clock in the afternoon. I was beginning to think the temperature here never got above freezing.