Amanda’s P.O.V.

“Nikki have you seen my red dress? please tell you didn’t borrow it and get it dirty!” I yelled from my closet in my room, trying to get ready for Harry and I’s fifth date. I was still a little shocked that I was dating One Direction’s Harry Styles, and to think it all started with a Meet and Greet ticket that I found on the ground at the concert. Now we were heading out on our fifth date and I wanted to make it as special as possible since he was heading back on tour tomorrow and who knew how long it would be till I saw him again. I noticed my mood shift just thinking about him leaving and I walked over to my stereo and turned it on, trying to lighten the mood and get my happy self back. Nikki walked in a few moments later holding my red dress, her other hand shoved deep in a Doritos bag, I grabbed the dress before she could stain it, if it wasn’t already stained. My roommate rolled her eyes at me and left the room as I held the dress up to inspect it, it looked clean enough so I slid it on and turned in front of the mirror a few times. I applied some makeup and slipped on some heels and was about to head down stairs when the door bell rang. I walked casually as I heard Nikki talking to Harry and I turned to corner to see him standing there, looking drop dead gorgeous like always. He smiled and waved and I hugged him tight, kissing his lips for a few seconds before waving goodbye to Nikki and walking out the door.

The date was exceptional but I was a little disappointed as we were walking up the stairs to my apartment that he hadn’t asked me to come to his hotel for his last night here or asked if he could stay the night, I was wondering if this was going to be it, if he was saying goodbye tonight and just leaving for tour tomorrow. We stopped outside my door and he turned my around as I tried to open the door.

“I have something I want to ask you,” he said and I nodded and looked up into piercing green eyes.

“Yea?” I asked.

“Will you go on tour with us? with me?” he asked and I could have sworn I was hearing things, putting words in his mouth that I wanted to hear.

“What?” I asked to make sure and he chuckled.

“I want you to finish out the rest of this tour with me, on the road, will you come?” he asked and my heart was pounding at my rib cage and I tried to think of one thing that would hold me back but I just couldn’t.

“Of course,” I said jumping forward and wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling his head down towards mine and locking my lips with his. After a few heated moments of kissing he pulled away a bit reluctantly and kissed me goodbye.

“I’ll pick you up tomorrow at nine, pack for a couple months, and different weather,” he said and I nodded and kissed him one last time and watched him walk down the stairs, still beaming I bound into my apartment and shared the amazing news with Nikki and then practically skipped to my room to pack. It took me almost all night to pack, I had clothes flying all over my room, I would pack something then find something better, than I packed my bag too full and then it didn’t have enough, by the time it was finished and put by the down stairs door it was almost three a.m. and I was exhausted. I collapsed into my bed and instantly fell asleep with a smile on my face.

“Amanda get up! Harry’s here!” Nikki was screaming at me and I jumped awake, eyes already fully open and I ran into my bathroom, jumped in the shower and took the quickest shower of my life before I threw on some clothes and checked my room over one last time before I ran down the stairs and ran straight into Harry coming to check on me.

“Woah slow down babe,” he said chuckling softy and I smiled up at him, leaning up on my tippy toes and kissing him gently before grabbing my bags and leading him out the door, I was more than ready to get these next couple months underway.

“Come on Harry,” I said when he was taking too long to say goodbye to Nikki and I heard him laughing as he lift my last bag and followed me down the stairs and outside, where we loaded into a limo that took us to a parking lot that had three tour buses waiting for us.

“We’re over here, bus number two,” he said and I nodded and followed him onto the bus to see all the others sitting around talking. I greeted each one getting huge hugs from Niall, Liam and Louis and a wave from Zayn. Harry showed me around and I was getting a little nervous. It was so cramped and small but as long as I was with him I guess it would be fine. Until he showed me where we were sleeping and the bunks were barely big enough for one person let alone two, and Harry pointed out that my bunk was above him and Louis was above me.

“We don’t get to sleep together?” I asked with my best pouty face and he chuckled and shook his head.

“No we can cuddle though,” he said and I chuckled.

“Well yea that’s pretty much what we’d have to do in one of these,” I said pointing out the smallness of the bunks to him and he nodded, he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine and I felt the bus start moving, giving me a lurch of adrenaline, I wrapped my arms around his neck, feeling overwhelmed that he invited me in the first place and he took my hand in his pulling me around the rest of the small space and showing me around. The biggest area was what they called the living room, at the back of the bus was a couch and some chairs and bean bags around a huge TV and gaming system, it had a door that closed it off from the rest of the bus and Harry push a button to show me how the door opened and closed. I pushed the button to close it and noticed Harry pushing another button, making me wonder what he was doing before he turned to me and placed his finger over his lips to tell me to be quiet, which I found strange since I wasn’t even talking.

“Harry what...” I started to say but I was silenced by his lips falling against mine, moving with mine and his tongue gently sliding across my bottom lip, I parted my lips slightly letting him in and moaned as I felt his tongue rub against mine, dancing around it and exploring my mouth tenderly. I didn’t noticed we were backing up until, my legs hit the couch and we tumbled backwards onto it, Harry positioned himself over one of my legs, his knee resting just below my crotch and I wrapped my arms around his neck, liking where this was going.

“I’ve wanted to do this since I laid eyes on you at that meet and greet,” he whispered just below my ear as his tongue played with my ear lobe and I shivered and gripped onto the back of his neck a little harder, my fingers tangling in the nape of curls at his neck.

“Me too,” I said and he moved his mouth around my neck, searching for my sweet spot. He landed right on it with about the six kiss and I moaned out my back arching into his touch and he pulled back and gave me a stern look.

“We’re on a tour bus, with paper thin walls, and the others are right outside that door, do you think you can be quiet enough?” he asked and his voice was so low it literally vibrated through the room, sending shockwaves right at my core, making me extremely wet. I nodded and kept my mouth closed, emphasizing that I could stay quiet and he smirked and leaned back down, his lips meshing with mine and creating an all new fire within.

“Not to mention there’s a no sex on the tour bus rule,” he said against my lips and I chuckled lightly. His kisses became almost desperate and they might have scared me if mine weren’t the same, kissing so fast and so deliberate that when we finally pulled away for air we were panting and grabbing at each other all over. I reached down and grasped the hem of his t-shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it onto the floor, a small and quiet moan escaping my lips at the sight of him on top of me, his toned body, sun kissed skin, and amazing and strange tattoos peeking out almost everywhere. Harry wrapped his arms around my back and sat up on the couch pulling me with him so we were sitting face to face. He continued kissing me tenderly as he pulled my shirt over my head, parting our lips for a second to get the shirt off. His hands snaked around to my bra clasp and I felt it give way within seconds, he gently slid it off my shoulders, his finger tips leading it seductively down my arms and to the floor.

He lowered us back onto the couch and I tangled my fingers in his curls, feeling the soft hair between my fingers as he lowered his mouth to my right breast, kissing at it gently and licking over the already erect nipple there, tugging on it and sending pleasure throughout my entire body. I bit my lip to suppress the moans threatening to escape and I must have made some kind of noise because he glanced up at me with those green eyes and his face was covered in amusement. He moved onto my other breast making the same movements and I was ready for the tug this time, preparing myself for it and effectively suppressing the moan. He trailed kisses down my stomach and stopped just above my shorts, reaching out and looking up to hold my gaze as he unbutton and unzipped the jean material and slid them off of my hips, raising them I allowed him to remove the shorts all together and then I could feel his warm breath against my clothed core, teasing and warming me at the same time, none the less making me wetter by the second. I so badly wanted to scream at him to stop teasing but I kept my mouth shut, urging him to do something with my eyes.

“Harry please,” I whispered and he chuckled as his fingers pulled the material of my underwear to the side and I felt his plump warm lips on my folds, just lightly kissing and then his tongue slid past them and he lapped at my clit once before replacing the material back on me and making my hips buck up for more attention. He smirked up at me before he removed my underwear all together and dove his mouth down to my pussy, licking furiously around my clit and over it, making my head spin and I felt faint, holding my breath to try and not moan at how amazing it all felt. I felt a finger slid into me and it was his turn to try and suppress a moan.

“Your so wet,” he half moaned half whispered and I rolled my head back at the wonder on his face. His fingers picked up the pace and I began to thrust my hips down onto them to get a better angle, but the moment his finger tips prodded into my g-spot I cried out, only to have him remove his fingers all together and his hand to clamp over my mouth, where I tried to breath through the pleasure I had just felt, and had been taken away from me.

“Are you gonna be quiet?” he asked looking deep into my eyes and I nodded, feeling his hand leave my mouth he leaned back down and pressed his lips to mine once again, letting out a squeak of startlement when I rolled us both over and was now straddling his waist.

“Are you gonna be quiet?” I mocked and he chuckled and nodded as I kissed my way down his tantalizingly long torso to the top of his skinny jeans, licking a strip over his happy trail and making his eyes roll to the back of his head. My eyes widened seeing the tent in his tight jeans and I tried to imagine how painful an erection in those jeans must be. I unzipped them and it took both of us to get the jeans off and on the floor, both of us laughing so hard when we did get them off that I had to take a moment to catch my breath. I blew warm breath over his boxers and I watched as his dick twitched from inside it’s confines.

“Amanda please just take them off already,” he begged and I smirked playing the same game with him that he played with me. I looped my fingers in the waist band and started to pull, loving the way his hard on slapped against his stomach as it was released. I blew on the now naked erection and watched as a bead of pre-cum gathered at the tip. I leaned forward and licked his slit, taking the cum with me and he moaned quietly, clamping his hands into my hair and lowering my mouth towards his aching dick. I parted my lips and let him buck up till the tip was resting in my mouth, my tongue drawing circles around it and I watched him squirm biting his lip so hard I thought he was about to draw blood and I laughed loving him see how hard it was to stay quiet. I entered his cock into my entire mouth, letting him tap at the back of my throat and watching as he used his own hand to clamp it over his own mouth. I started to quickly bob my head letting it reach my throat and swallowing around it every few bobs and his hips were a squirming mess on the couch. Finally I felt him start to fatten and I pulled off with an audible pop and a glare from him. I reached into his jeans on the floor and pulled out a condom, pumping it onto his extremely hard and thick dick. I crawled back up his body and kissed him, sliding my tongue in his mouth this time and memorizing every crevice.

“Your so hot baby,” he moaned into my mouth and I smiled and reached around to grasp him in my hand, pumping a few times before I lined him up at my entrance and slowly lowered myself down onto him. Making his eyes go wide and his mouth to open in a moan but nothing came out, making me have to imagine the moan to feel satisfied. Once I was all the way down and I could feel his size inside me completely I couldn’t help the quiet moan that escaped my lips. Instead of shushing me again he gripped onto my hips and raised me only to lower me roughly back down onto him, the skin of my ass hitting his thighs and making a much louder, much more erotic sound than a moan would anyways. I took over raising and lowering on his cock at a fast pace, moving my hips in the process to find my sweet spot, finally on the fifth or sixth thrust I found it, screaming out once again and clamping my own hands over my mouth before he got a chance too but he had moaned out almost as loud as I did anyways.

“This whole being quiet thing sucks,” he panted and I nodded and continued riding him, placing my hands on his chest for support. Soon he realized I was going much too slow so he flipped us over on the small couch, positioning himself between my legs and pounding his length back into me, making me whimper in pleasure and pain.

“Shit Harry,” I moaned and he leaned down kissing me as his dick moved in and out of me at a blinding speed, hitting my g-spot every once in a while, sending stars through my vision, and a tightening in my stomach.

“Amanda, shit, I’m close,” he moaned rather loudly and I was in too much pleasure to stop him, letting his moans get louder because the louder they got the more of a chance there was for us to get caught and that turned me on almost more than the actual sex did.

“God Harry me too, harder baby,” I moaned and he slowed but rammed into my harder and harder, his thrusts becoming sloppy and I knew it wasn’t long. His long fingers reached between our bodies and his messaged my clit, making my walls clench and my orgasm to approach at a fast pace.

“Shit I’m cumming, oh God YES!” I screamed and he leaned down kissing my lips to stop any further screams, a few thrusts later I could feel his cock fattening again and I could feel the warm liquid filling the condom inside me, his moans filling my mouth instead of the room and bus. He thrust through our highs and then pulled out, sliding in behind me on the couch, where he turned me towards him and kissed my head. Making our first time as a couple absolutely amazing.

“That was...”

“Amazing,” he finished and I nodded kissing him gently.

“But being quiet sucked,” I said and he nodded.

“I don’t think we’ll have to be quiet anymore,” he said and I raised an eyebrow at him.

“Why?” I asked.

“Because I’m pretty sure they all probably just heard us anyways,” we both started laughing just as there was a loud knock on the sliding door that led to the rest of the bus.

“Really guys, we’ve only been on the bus for an hour!” Niall yelled and we looked at each other with red faces before we started cracking up again.

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