Love Me [Harry Styles]

41.

"I'm all yours I got no control."

Dani's POV

Wednesday.

We were now in Maryland, and it was two hours to the show. Regardless of the time, we were already at the venue getting ready.

"Hey Mark," I smiled at the short-ish man in front of me as he walked by.

"Dani, wine Wednesday! Is that what you guys call it? Niall's planned it, at a friends place. Harry'll fill you in," he spoke, his voice growing louder as he continued his walking pace.

"Got it!"

"Hey hon,"

"Monique! I was just about to give you these files. The seats are all ready, and the vip names have been placed on the booths."

"Ahh thank you darling," she said as she grabbed the clipboard, "but I was going to ask you if you've been able to think about...?" She trailed on, a hesitant look on her face, as if she was afraid to finish her sentence.

"Yeah, um, can we talk about that?"

"Let's take a walk, then, c'mon," she said as she wrapped her arm around my shoulder, soothingly rubbing up and down. Her motherly tendencies only made my heart ache more for when I wouldn't be able to see her everyday.

"What'd you decide on?"

"I'm going to take the offer, Mo. I-I thought it through and you're right. i should go through these experiences while I'm still super young. Something like this may never come up again and I don't want to let you down but-"

"Say no more. This is perfect for you Dani! Look at you, 18 and taking on the world on your own, I'm telling you you won't regret it. Did you send them an email yet? Gosh, they're going to be so lucky to have you,"

"No I'm gonna do it this weekend. After I call my parents and tell the boys...and Harry..."

"Ahh, that's why you're so jittery. You know my lips are sealed, but I think you should tell him before word goes out, you know?"

I bit my lip, not sure of whether I should tell her I wouldn't want to hold Harry down to me or not.

"Yeah, soon Mo, soon."

"Good for you. Oh, by the way, the gender reveal party is Sunday night. You'll be there, yeah?"

"Of course! Harry probably knows the details, am I right?" I squealed like a little girl, excitement taking over my features.

"Well, I'm sending the details to the group chat with us and the boys, so don't worry. You have to help me pick out my dress though, I'm so conflicted wi-"

"Monique! The Nabisco team is here, they're asking for you!" One of the many crewmembers called out.

"Duty calls," she whispered, frustrated.

"We'll finish this conversation soon, hon," she said as she gave me a side hug.

"See ya, take care of the little one!" I winked at her as she waddled away.

As if on cue, my phone buzzed in my hand.

From: Harry
Is my hard worker done? Don't really like eating alone. I have two plates, seems like a lot of food?

I giggled, running my hands down my fitted black skirt before replying.

To: Harry
Where are you?

From: Harry
In my dressing room. Eating alone. Hence the alone part .x

I locked my screen, quickly making my way to his dressing room.

On the short walk there, I fixed the sleeves of my dress, adjusting the bust. After running my fingers through my hair, I opened the door, not finding the need to knock.

I opened the door to a shirtless Harry sitting Indian style on the floor, his legs tucked underneath the coffee table. He lifted his head from his phone, finishing his bite of lettuce he was munching on.

"Hey," I breathed, walking over to the side that had a plate of salad open and ready for me.

"What's up?" I asked once I took a seat next to him, pushing my skirt down.

"Ya know, Twitter and crunchy green trees," he said, poking at the lettuce before smiling down at me and leaning to kiss my cheek.

"Mmmm," I said as his lips left my skin.

"Eat up, someone even stopped by with Oreos they think you need to put on weight."

"What? I thought you liked my body," I whined, giving him a playful pout.

"Of course I do, s'not me sayin' it, babe,"

"Hmm."

"Mhmm," he said, tugging me closer by my thighs, "everythin' about you is perfect."

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"C'mere," I said, using my finger to motion him to me.

"You're always tempting me before shows, leaves me impatient,"

"I'm not doing anything, baby. But I told you to come here cause I see too much chest," I said, binding one more of his posh buttons together.

"Boohoo,"

"What's wine Wednesday?" I asked, fixing his cross necklace so that it was perfectly centered.

"We literally just drink and eat. That's like every night for us," he chuckled, the corners of his eyes creasing.

"Hmm okay. I like this shirt," I said as I ran my fingers down his covered stomach.

The silk material, the pattern, the style; whatever Harry wore in general was pretty much a fashion statement in itself.

"You could wear it tonight, after we...enjoy ourselves," he muttered as he fixed his earpiece, along with the thick black scarf over his head.

"I like that idea," my voice came out as a whisper as my hand trailed down to his belt.

Just as I unbuttoned his jeans, we were interrupted- again.

"Harry! 2 minutes!"

"Fuck," he spit. Without another thought he kissed me briefly, his hand on my hip.

"We'll finish this later, okay baby?"

"Go get 'em," I said as he smiled at me and began to run towards the stage.

"Wait, Harry! Your pants!" I squealed, slapping my forehead with my hand.

He looked back at me, buttoning his jeans and laughing. I leaned against the doorframe with my arms crossed, smiling at the idiot I'm falling in love with. He shook his head, taking large steps until he finally was handed his mic.

How am I supposed to let him go?

Author's Note
Love Me is only book 1 from the upcoming trilogy!!! This book is rated R though, so please promote it and talk about it if you can! Vote and comment -D xxxxxx