Author- newyork-be-here
Link- http://newyork-be-here.tumblr.com/post/109419526222/one-shot-dirty-dinner
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Sexual content*
Taylor flew into London to surprise Harry. One Direction had five sold out nights at the O2 arena and she wanted—she needed—to be there for at least one. Taylor got there a little late but she met up with Gemma and they watched from the sound booth. She loved watching Harry on stage and it was even more fun because he had no idea she was there.
She danced around with Gemma, laughed at the boys’ jokes and grinned ridiculously big when Harry started singing a couple lines of “Style” while they were introducing the band. There was something about seeing Harry perform that made her hot all over. His energy, his power and the sweat glistening on his skin drove her wild. Add in the part of her not having seen him in a couple weeks and she was a puddle of sexual desire.
When the band started the encore, Gemma grabbed Taylor’s hand motioning they had to go backstage otherwise they’d get mobbed when the show was over. A security guard came and met them and led them around the edges of the crowd. Taylor kept her head down not wanting to be noticed. She didn’t want a commotion that made Harry figure out she was there plus she didn’t want to detract attention from the show. No one looked at her as they walked by or at least no one approached them, too transfixed by the circus onstage.
Gemma and Taylor walked around the maze of halls in the O2 before making it to the boys’ dressing room. It had taken so long the boys were already off stage and showering. Usually they would be rushed back onto the bus to get back to the hotel or head to the next city but since they were basically home, and their families were at the show, they were all going their separate ways.
When she walked into the dressing room she hugged the other girlfriends and families and talked to Lou a little bit. As the boys trickled out of the shower they greeted her in whispered voices so she could still surprise Harry. Taylor shuffled into the corner so the boys could get ready while Gemma played with Lou’s makeup in front of the mirror, experimenting with purple eyeliner.
At one point Harry was the last one still showering and Taylor had half a mind to just walk into the shower and meet him in there. Then, of course, she remembered his sister was in the room and his mom and Robin were probably on their way down right at that moment. Zayn, Niall and both of their families had already left by the time Harry made his way out of the shower. He always complained about his long hair taking longer to wash. He walked out in his black jeans with no shirt and a towel over his head. He moved the towel around his neck going over to Gemma and kissing her hello. Taylor watched as Gemma tilted her head in Taylor’s direction. Harry looked over before doing a double take at Taylor standing there.
“Surprise,” she laughed as he came over to her, hopping over someone’s open suitcase to get to her.
“No way,” he said with Taylor’s favorite smile spreading across his face.
“You’re getting me wet,” she said about his wet hair dripping on her but Harry didn’t miss the double meaning. He raised his eyebrows up and down a couple times with a smirk.
She could barely say anything else before he was pushing her back against the wall and kissing her deeply. There were catcalls around the room as their tongues collided and he shifted his hips forward against her.
“Hi, Mum,” Gemma called out overly loud as Anne walked into the room giving Harry and Taylor enough time to spring a part. Harry wiped a hand over his mouth as Taylor tried to control her breathing from behind him.
