“Oh, Harry. This is so beautiful! I will never be able to get over it!” I exclaimed as I set down the box that was in my arms.

“I’m glad you like it.”

It was our fourth year anniversary, and Harry had bought us a house of our own. I was so beyond thrilled that I didn’t have any words.

“I love it!”

I ran and jumped into his arms, hugging him tightly. He hugged me back. His lips found his way to mine and we shared a passionate kiss. He deepened the kiss as he set me back on my feet. I pulled away before it could get too serious.

“Darcy,” he groaned. I laughed as I saw his growing erection.

“Not now you naughty boy, later,” I said with a wink and sauntered off into a different room.

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“Are you ready? We’ve got to go!” I yelled from our bed, waiting for Harry to finish in the bathroom. The door opened and he stepped out.

“Yes, yes. I’m ready. Let’s go.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me downstairs and out the door. We jumped into the waiting van and drove off to the airport, ready to embark on their world tour.

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The seven of us sat in the airport, waiting for our flight to arrive. We were headed home from the boys’ world tour. Amazingly, we had the energy to talk and laugh with one another to pass the time. I was sitting on a bench with Louis next to me and Liam sitting next to me on the floor.

I was reading one of those fan magazines as we waited.

“Are you reading a magazine about..us?” Liam asked me as he examined the cover. I laughed.

“Yes. I like to read what these people have to say about you guys. It’s hilarious.”
I bent down to show him a picture that the editors had somehow managed to get. I felt Louis scooting closer and closer to me, slowly pushing me off the bench. When I was sitting precariously on the edge, I turned to him.

“Louis, what are you doing?” I asked and laughed as he finally pushed me off the edge.

“Talk with Liam!” he replied. I laughed again and stood up, letting Liam examine the rest of the magazine. I walked over to Zayn who had his headphones in. I tapped him on the shoulder.

“Hey.”

“Hey, Darcy. What’s up?”

“I’m just ready to go home. It’s been fun, but there’s nothing better than your own bed!” I said and sat down next to him.

“I agree. I’m ready to go home, too, but this whole trip has felt so surreal. I can’t believe this is our last concert for a bit. I know we’re going to be coming back in a few years, but it’s so crazy to think of all that we’ve done in the past,” he said, resting his head against the wall.

“It is incredible, but you guys deserve it. All that hard work you put in has been rewarded.”

“Flight number 2054 to Heathrow is now boarding.”

We all stood up and grabbed our bags, eager to be home.

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I settled in on the closest couch. I was exhausted from all of the traveling that we had just recently done. Harry sat next to me, and I laid down next to him, my head in his lap. My eyes closed. I felt Harry’s arm go around my shoulders. I was just about to drift off when I heard voices over my head.

“Is she asleep?” It was Louis. I felt the couch depress as he sat on Harry’s other side.

“Yeah.”

“She is so beautiful. I don’t know why she lets people’s nasty words get to her.”

“She is beautiful,” Harry replied. “I try to protect her as best as I can, but sometimes there is just nothing I can do. She is strong though, and I know that she can handle people’s opinions of her.”

I felt sleep over take me as their voices continued softly in the background.

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“We’re here. Let’s get her into the car,” Louis said. A pair of arms went under my shoulders and knees, and I curled into the person. Bleu de Chanel filled my nostrils as Harry carried me toward the car. He set me back on his lap as the car began to drive away.

When I woke, I was in my own bed, Harry’s arms wrapped around my waist. I smiled and closed my eyes again, enjoying the peace and quiet. His steady breathing came from beside me. I put my head on his chest. I loved the quiet that was surrounding us.

“Good morning,” a soft voice said from above me.

“Good morning. Did you sleep well?” I asked. He nodded and yawned.

“Better than I have for a while.”

I sat up and stretched, today was their last meet and greet. It was sort of their last “hurrah” before they took a break.

“Get up. We need to get ready for the day,” I said as I climbed out of the bed.

“No. I don’t want to, yet,” Harry whined. He pulled me back down to him, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Babe, we can’t just stay in bed all day, as much as I would love to. We’ve got things to do,” I said and climbed out of the bed, again. I pulled on Harry’s hand, but he wouldn’t budge. I put all of my weight into pulling him off the bed, but he was being stubborn.

“Alright, well, I’m going to take a shower,” I said with a wink and sauntered off to the bathroom. I heard Harry jump out of the bed so fast that I burst into laughter.

“Mind if I join?” he asked.

I pushed him lightly in the chest and walked into the bathroom to get ready for the day. I reached into the shower and turned on the water, letting it run to warm up. I felt a pair of arms around me and looked in the mirror. Harry’s green eyes looked back into my brown.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered into my hair. I smiled at him, still looking at us in the mirror which began to fog. I stepped into the shower and Harry followed. I laughed but didn’t push him out.

“This is much quicker,” he said as he pulled me close. He captured my lips in a kiss and it quickly deepened. I pulled away and looked him in the eye. He stared right back and pulled me back to him. My hands went into his hair as he caressed my lower back. I moaned into his mouth as his hands moved to my stomach and ran up. He fondled my breasts as the water continued to pour down over us.

He backed me into the wall, and I cried out when he entered. I was unprepared but was quickly flooded with pleasure. I moved my hips in time with his, keeping a steady pace. I gripped his back, keeping us close. I felt my climax coming on quickly, and I knew he was close.

“Oh, Harry,” I breathed as he sped up.

I let my orgasm wash over me, riding it as long as possible. I felt Harry climax inside of me at that moment. He pulled out, breathing heavily.

“Damn. Who knew shower sex could be this good?”

I laughed and punched him.

“You are such a perv.”

I grabbed the soap and began to quickly wash my hair and body. I was getting hot from the warm water and the exertion I had just put out. The scent of his shampoo filled my nostrils as I climbed out, allowing him to finish. I grabbed my towel and dried off, walking into the room to change. I braided my hair, not wanting to take the time to blow dry it. Harry stepped out of the bathroom a moment later.

“You look great,” he voiced as he eyed me. I twirled under his gaze.

“Thanks. Now get changed so we can head out.”

I went downstairs to grab some coffee as Harry finished getting ready for the day.