Faith's P.O.V.

“Faith are you almost ready? this is not a Miss America Pageant,” Katie complained from the hall outside my room and I turned one more time in front of the mirror, pulling my shirt over my head and sticking my head out the door.

“No this is more important than a Miss America Pageant, this is a One Direction concert Katie, just be patient,” I said and I heard her chuckle from outside the door. I finally found the shirt I had been looking for in the first place and put it on, twirling and gazing at my outfit once more, before deciding it was gonna have to do. I grabbed my bag and phone and met a pouting Katie in the hallway.

“Bout time,” she said and I rolled my eyes, looping my arm with hers and walking towards the door. The hour drive to the venue was spent with the radio blaring One Direction songs and Katie and I singing at the top of our lungs, by the time we showed our tickets and parked the car my voice was hoarse. We passed through the throngs of screaming girls and finally made it to our seats, meeting the girls sitting next to us and slipping out once to get some t-shirts. The whole concert my voice was getting more and more hoarse.

“Hey I’m gonna grab a drink,” I said to Katie and she nodded.

“I’ll go with you,” she said and I nodded, grabbing my bag, we weaved through the girls and out into the hall, walking quickly to a drink stand I purchased my drink and turned around to run smack into a tall man wearing all black, spilling my drink down my front.

“Shit,” I cursed and I tried to wipe off the soda now staining the shirt I had searched for, for hours.

“My apologies Miss,” the man said coming back with a handful of napkins and I tried to keep my cool, smiling up at him and not screaming at him like I wanted to.

“Look, I feel bad, take these,” he said handing me two pieces of paper that looked like tickets and I just starred at him, like I’d really want tickets to a concert I’m already at.

“It’s my daughter and I’s seats but she’s sick in the restroom and we’re leaving,” he said placing the tickets in my hand and I tried not to roll my eyes, I just nodded and took the tickets watching him walk away and I turned to see Katie holding out the shirt I had just bought.

“Let’s go change,” she said and I nodded, I quickly changed in the restroom and then met Katie back in the hall, looking down at the tickets to see if they were even worth keeping my eyes almost bulged out of my head.

“What?” Katie asked seeing my shocked appearance.

“These are front row tickets,” I said and Katie scoot over and looked over my shoulder at the tickets. She too had the same shocked expression, we both looked at each other and squealed running towards the elevators and being ushered right to two seats, literally touching distance from the stage.

“Holy shit this is awesome!” I yelled and Katie nodded, the boys were currently in an intermission probably getting changed and I was so ready for them to come back out onto the stage.

Harry’s P.O.V.

“Seen any cute ones in the front row mates?” Liam asked and we all shook our heads, the crowd was loud but not so much on the cute side. I was a little disappointed we had a free day tomorrow and I always liked to find a nice girl to show me around the next day when we had a day off, but tonight they all either looked too desperate or too young.

“You haven’t seen anyone either Harry?” Niall asked and I shook my head.

“No, nothing,” I said and they all nodded and we were shoved back towards the stage for the second half of the concert. We popped back up on the stage and I scurried around with the others getting our mics in check and Liam talked to the crowd, their cheering enough to make me deaf for a few days. Once I was set with my mic I decided to take a look around again, not seeing anything that I hadn’t seen during the first half of the concert until my eyes landed on a girl that definitely wasn’t there during the first half of the concert. She was scanning us all and then her eyes landed on me, taking my breath away a little. I smiled and waved and she blushed a beautiful red and waved back her and her friend keeping their cool exceptionally well. I mouthed a question to her hoping she was good at reading mouthes.

“What’s your name?” I mouthed and she answered almost instantly.

“Faith,” she said with a beautiful smile and I nodded and winked at her. I walked away from my mic, not hearing Liam stopping his rant any time soon and I walked over to Paul.

“See that girl in the front with the One Direction t-shirt on?” I asked pointing and I noticed that she was still watching me.

“Yea,” Paul confirmed.

“She’s the one tonight,” I said and Paul nodded getting up from his post and walking towards the doors at the side of the stage. I walked back to my mic and noticed Louis watching me so I walked over and decided to share the good news with him.

“I found one,” I said and he looked at me with a smile.

“Where?” he asked. I reached my arm out and pointed and she waved again, making Louis look back over at me with a smirk.

“She’s cute,” he said approvingly and I chuckled and nodded, walking back over to my mic just in time to sing my line.

I watched Faith all night, as Paul approached her and handed her and her friend backstage passes and as she thanked me and I watched as she swayed her hips and sang along. By the time the concert was over I was supporting a semi-hard form watching her all night and thinking dirty thoughts about her that I was about to explode.

“You ok?” Louis asked tapping my shoulder as we changed for the meet and greet and I nodded and gave him a pinched smile and he seemed to catch on right away, glancing down before shaking his head and walking away. The first wave of girls came in and we did the whole picture routine before the next ones were let in and Faith and her friend walked in chatting to each other happily.

“Hi,” I said coming up behind her and she turned with rosy cheeks and smiled.

“Hey,” she said looking down nervously and placing a strand of hair behind her ear.

“I’m Harry,” I said and she giggled an amazing giggle.

“I’m Faith,” she said and I stuck my hand out and shook hers making her laugh and lighten up a little. Her friend was swooped away by Niall and she was laughing and seemed to be having a good enough time.

“Want a picture?” I asked and she nodded.

“Sure,” she said and we all lined up and snapped a few more photos before all the others girls were ushered out, except Faith and her friend.

“Want a tour?” I asked and she nodded, letting me take her hand in mine and pulling her around the arena showing her the now empty seating and stage. I took her outside and led her towards the tour buses, stepping inside and seeing it deserted I showed her where we all slept and she looked around, my eyes raking over her body when she wasn’t looking, hungry to undress her.

Faith’s P.O.V.

Harry was showing me his tour bus and honestly he smelled amazing, he was giving me light but sensual touches all night, and I caught him starring at my breasts, ass and lips more than once. I wasn’t stupid I knew why he was showing me his tour bus, the question was, was I going to just have sex with Harry Styles? Hell yea I was.

“Are you gonna kiss me or not?” I asked and he looked up from his feet with a shocked expression, his face turning from skepticism, to shock and then lust. He stepped forward and grasped my face with his hands, leaning down and pressing his lips to mine, mine instantly moving to melt together with his. My arms snaked around his neck and I pulled him closer, letting his hands drop down from my face to my waist and then to rest on my ass.

“I like your shirt,” he said with a smile in his voice and I rolled my eyes and pulled his mouth back to mine, feeling his tongue sliding along my bottom lip and I opened my mouth to grant him access, letting his tongue dance with mine and letting my tongue take turns exploring his mouth too. I felt his hands playing with the hem of my shirt and I broke the kiss and let him pull it off of me, tossing it to the tour bus floor somewhere. I felt him toying with the clasp on my bra and before he got a chance to get it off, I pulled his shirt over his head, gasping slightly seeing his toned abs and tattoos so up close, making the situation that much more real. Suddenly my bra came free and he slid it off slowly, taking his time and starring the entire time, making me squirm in my own skin.

“Your beautiful,” he moaned and I shivered, letting his hands cup my breasts and message gently. I rolled my head back feeling his lips and tongue press into the skin on my collar bone, a soft sucking sound coming from where his lips connected with skin and I knew I was going to have a mark left in his wake. His mouth moved down to my breasts and he kissed the plump skin before I felt him suck my nipple into his mouth, teasing the raised nub with his teeth and then licking it into his mouth roughly. I gripped my fingers into his curls and moaned, the feeling of ‘Harry Styles’ curls between my fingers and his mouth on my nipples too pleasuring all at once. His mouth moved back to mine and I reached down between our bodies and unbuttoned his jeans, sliding them down as far as I could reach and letting him kick them off to the side. I palmed over the tent in his jeans and he moaned into my mouth, the action taking him by surprise. He unbuttoned my shorts and let them fall and then he was backing up, sitting down on the leather couch and pulling me down on top of him, my legs on either side of his waist and our chests pressed tightly together.

I felt his erection pressing into my core and I started to move my hips against him, feeling a wetness pooling between my legs and a tingly feeling to take over my body, making me feel pleasure in every part of my body.

“God yea, that feels good,” he moaned and I continued to grind down against his achingly hard dick, rotating my hips and feeling the wetness leaking against the fabric of my underwear. I kissed his neck, leaving my mark and moaning into his ear when he bucked his hips up against my center. He turned us and laid me down against the armrest of the couch, positioning himself between my legs and removing my underwear. He lift my hips up off the couch to meet his mouth and sucked my clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue against it and making my mind spin.

“Yes Harry that feels so good,” I moaned and he continued, his tongue licking fat strips from my clit to my entrance and then I felt his tongue prodding at my entrance, slowly sliding inside and making my head spin and a tightening to form in the pit of my stomach, the new sensation of being fucked by a tongue a little overwhelming.

“You taste so good Faith,” he moaned sending vibrations on my clit and I moaned again, feeling the tightening getting worse.

“I’m close,” I moaned and he stopped, standing up and removing his boxers his hard member slapping his stomach, he started to pump himself, sliding a condom on as he did so and then he positioned himself between my legs again, leaning down and kissing me tenderly making sure not to slid into me yet.

“You ok with this?” he asked and I nodded almost instantly, wanting it so bad.

“God yes,” I moaned and he smirked as he lined himself up and slowly started to slide into me, his member stretching me wide and making me moan at the full feeling.

“Shit Faith your so tight,” he moaned and I shivered feeling him bottoming out inside me. He sat there for a few more seconds before I nodded, pushing on his chest to get him to move and then he was sliding out of me, only to pound back in, a string of cuss words leaving his mouth as he picked up the pace. My tight pussy squeezing around his cock and making his eyes roll to the back of his head.

“Faster Harry please go faster,” I moaned and he gripped his fingers into my hips roughly, starting to pound into me harder and faster, hitting my sweet spot dead on and making my whole body tremble each time.

“Shit am I hitting your g-spot?” he asked and I nodded, my eyes clamped shut to try and make my orgasm stay away, “look at me baby, you have beautiful eyes.” I opened my eyes and was met by a pair of bright green eyes starring back at me. Holding onto his shoulders I started to shift and rotate my hips, making him hit a new spot with each thrust.

“Yes Harry right there,” I moaned liking one particular spot and feeling the heat building in my stomach again.

“Fuck Faith, I’m getting close,” he moaned, “ I want you to cum on my dick.” I nodded and stopped holding back, letting him pound into my g-spot. I felt the building and then it almost felt like it exploded, my back arching off the couch.

“Shit Harry, God yes I’m cumming on your cock,” I moaned, screaming his name in between and I felt his thrusts getting extremely sloppy so I continued rotating my hips and felt his cock fattening inside me before I felt the warmth entering the condom.

“God yes, fuck I’m cumming,” he moaned thrusting hard but sloppy riding out his high and then he pulled out and slumped down into the couch next to me.

“Shit that was great,” he said and I nodded, feeling light headed but content.

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