"You've been keeping this from me since the formal?!"

"Can you not scream like that, Caroline."

"I cannot believe you didn't tell us."

I shrug and sink a little further into the warm water of the hot tub. "It's not like I didn't want to. Harry and I agreed to keep it a secret until we figured out what to do. Which also means that you can't tell anyone. Not even Niall."

"But what if-"

"No! You can't say anything, Car. You too, Tyler." I look over at him and he looks a little annoyed.

"Are you sure about this, Adie?" he asks.

"No, we aren't doing the judging thing until we've heard the whole story," Car butts in. "I want details first. Have you had sex with him?" Tyler and I both look at her in horror.

"Of course not! Oh my gosh, Caroline, we aren't even dating!"

"Well for some people that doesn't matter," she defends, shrugging as if it isn't a big deal. Tyler kicks her under the water and I start with my story, leaving out anything I feel to be too intimate. When I get to the part about Anne not approving they get much more serious, both listening intently while I explain the fight we had after Christmas and the reason I stayed with Caroline for a few days. After I've finished up with our conversation from last night we all fall silent. I sit nervously and wait for them to say something, anything. I really have no idea how they're going to react. Caroline is either going to be really excited or really against it, but Tyler could have a number of different reactions. I have no idea what it'll be.

"Someone please say something," I say finally, getting really nervous with their silence. They look at each other and Caroline speaks first.

"Harry is a good guy, Adie. He is. But I think we're both wondering if he's good for you. You've never had a boyfriend before and I think Harry is a little...intense for your first one."

"So...you think he's too good for me?" I ask, surprised and a little offended.

"Of course not, Adie," Tyler butts in. "I think you're way too good for him. He's a player."

"No he's not, the things people say about him aren't true," I say quickly, defending Harry. I don't like talking about people when they aren't there to defend themselves. If he can't, then I won't hesitate to.

"I'm assuming he told you that?" I nod my head and Tyler sighs deeply. "Adie, I love you but you can be really naive sometimes. Let's be honest, you have no experience with this stuff. He's obviously going to play on the fact that you trust people too easily. Look what happened with Liam."

I open my mouth to defend myself this time but Caroline talk instead.

"Plus, this whole secret thing is shady. Is he ashamed of you? I understand not telling Anne for a while but to keep this from all of your friends and his...I don't get it. Why is he keeping you locked up in the house all to himself? What happens when we go back to school? Ho do you know he isn't going to drop you like last month's magazine as soon as you go back to the real world?"

I stare open mouthed at my two so-called best friends. I had no idea they could be so cruel. Sure, I expected them to be a little hard on Harry, but this is extreme. He doesn't deserve this. And neither do I for that matter. I turn without a word and climb out of the hut tub, running to my towel and wrapping it around myself.

"I was kind of hoping you guys could be happy for me and just be there for me. Like friends should be. I guess I was wrong. You can show yourselves out, I don't feel like talking anymore."

I slide the door open and slam it shut behind me, running through the house to get to my bedroom. I slam the door shut and go to my bathroom right away to change out of my bathing suit. I'm so angry right now! How can my best friends say things like that about someone that I care about so much. And they didn't exactly say to many kind things about me either. Bringing Liam into this, saying I'm basically too dumb to know what's good for me. Once in my undergarments I storm to the bathroom, swinging open both doors and sending them flying against the wall. I slide on some black sweatpants and a grey tank top. I storm out of the closet and pull my hair back into a ponytail.

"Problem?"

I jump and look up to find Harry standing in my doorway, leaning against the doorframe with his arms folded. I take a deep breath and shrug my shoulders, really trying hard not to cry. His amused expression changes to one of worry when he realizes that I'm upset. He walks over to me and wraps his arms around me, holding me against his chest. I melt into his body and cuddle up against his chest, fisting the front of his shirt while tears start to fall.

"Ads, what happened? I thought your friends were coming over?"

"They did." I close my eyes and try to control myself, sobs threatening to surface. I just can't believe they were so mean.

"Where are they? What's wrong?" He strokes my hair with one hand and I feel his lips press to the top of my head. I already feel better, so comforted by Harry's mere presence.

"They said..."

"What?" he whispers. "What did they say?"

I shake my head and step out of his embrace, wrapping my arms around myself, starting to shiver. He sighs and starts undoing the buttons of his red plaid shirt, the one he wears all the time. I watch curiously as the last one springs free and he shrugs it off. He's got a simple black t-shirt on underneath. He steps forward and lifts it behind me, lowering it around to my shoulders. I look up at his face carefully, sniffling still with tears on my cheeks. He smiles slightly and shakes the shirt a bit in encouragement. I can't help but smile as I slide my arms into it, immediately noticing how much it smells like him. Once it's on he playfully grabs the front of it, tugging me closer.

"Now, are you going to tell me what happened, or should I beat it out of you?"

My mouth drops open and he laughs, me following quickly. I shake my head at him and he shrugs.

"Okay, I probably wouldn't beat it out of you, but tickle maybe." I laugh again and he slowly trails his fingers down the front seams of his shirt. "I like the way you look in my clothes," he says lowly, half-smiling and eyeing me carefully. My face turns red and I bite my lip nervously, looking down at his chest.

"Are they still here?" I ask quietly. He looks over his shoulder at the door and shrugs.

"Not sure. I was just in my room and I heard you over here destroying the house." I smile apologetically. "Don't worry about it. Do you want me to go see if they're gone?"

As if on cue I hear their voices coming from down the hall. Harry turns and stands in front of me, blocking my view of the door. Involuntarily my body was drawn towards his. I lean my head against his back and fist the back of his shirt for support.

"I think Adison would like it if you two left," he says calmly, I'm assuming when they get to my door.

"I think Adie can tell us that herself," Caroline says. Harry turns slightly and looks at me over his shoulder. I lift my head and look up at him, biting my lip and feeling unsure of my ability to stand up to my friends. I drop my one hand and step beside him, still holding on with my left hand and keeping myself slightly behind him. The sight of my best friends is honestly annoying right now. They were cruel and rude to me and I don't want to talk to them. I feel like a child hiding behind Harry, but I'm not good at confrontation.

"I asked you guys to leave," I say quietly. "If all you have to say are the mean things you said before, then I don't want to hear it."

"Is that...are you wearing his shirt?" Caroline asks, disgust evident in her voice.

"Adie, we didn't mean to make you feel bad. We're just looking out for you," Tyler says, stepping into the room. I step closer to Harry and put my free hand on his arm. I don't know why I'm being so needy and afraid right now, but I didn't think that my friends would be this cruel about my relationship. I thought they would be happy that I'm happy. Apparently I was wrong. I thought they were my best friends but they said such mean things to me, about me. I didn't think they would judge me so harshly.

"She's clearly upset and it doesn't take a genius to know that it's because of something you two said to her," Harry says. I slide my hand down his arm and rest it in his, Tyler and Caroline both watching the action in surprise mixed with disapproval. He squeezes it in comfort, probably also seeing the slightly disgusted look on their faces. They're more against this than I thought.

"Maybe now, but we're trying to protect her. From you," Tyler says. He's getting angry, I can tell.

"Me? If you hadn't noticed, you're the reason she's crying."

"Maybe now, but sooner than later you're going to be the one hurting her. We know it and you know it, but apparently Adie can't see it. We're just being her friends."

"You made her cry! I have no idea what the hell you said to her but it was clearly a lot more than a warning about me. She wouldn't be this upset from that," Harry spits. His body tenses in front of me and I can see that his patience is wearing thin.

I flatten my hand against his back and he looks back over his shoulder again. "Relax," I whisper. He takes a deep breath and I look back at Tyler and Car. "Guys, you did hurt my feelings. You said some unnecessarily mean things to me and I just want you to go home, okay?" Car takes a step forward and I squeeze Harry's hand tighter. "Please, Car. Just go."

She stares at me with a sympathetic look and nods her head. Then she turns to Harry, her gaze significantly harder.

"If you hurt her, I swear to-"

"Looks like it's you that I have to worry about, not the other way around," Harry says. Her mouth drops open and she grabs her stuff from the corner of the room before turning and leaving. I look at Tyler after she's gone.

"I'm sorry, Adie," he says.

"I expected the judgements from her, Ty. Not from you."

He nods and looks at the ground as he walks down the hall. A few minutes later the front door opens and closes and we're left alone once again. He quickly turns and puts his hands on either side of my face.

"Are you okay? What the hell happened with you guys?" His thumbs gently trace along my cheeks as he stares into my eyes with so much concern that my heart could just melt.

"It doesn't matter," I whisper. He presses his lips against my forehead and a lump grows in my throat.

"My girl is crying," he says lowly against my skin. "It matters to me."

Chills ripple through my body at the sound of him calling me his. I can't even begin to explain how amazing it feels to hear those words leave his perfect mouth. He kisses my forehead again and slides his hands down my arms, taking both and walking backwards towards his room. He leads me to the end of his bed. He releases me and jumps onto it, laying on his side and patting the space beside him.

"You realize we were just standing right by my bed, right? Why did we come in here?"

"We never hang out in my room, we're always in yours or on the couch," he leans his head on his hand, propped up by his elbow. "Come here."

I melt at his words and crawl across the bed, laying on my side right next to him. He brushes away a loose strand of hair too short to be caught in my ponytail. I shuffle a little closer to him, face slightly pink from my actions. He smiles and puts his arm over my waist, pushing against my lower back and bringing me even closer.

"You don't have to be shy," he says sweetly. "I'll never make fun of you, I promise." He smiles at me and I can't help but smile as well, nudging my small foot between his legs. He wraps his leg around mine as I push mine further. He twitches slightly when my thigh brushes his crotch.

"Sorry." My face turns red and he shakes his head.

"It's fine. Just getting me all hot and bothered." He grins and I hide my face against his chest. I feel his deep chuckle vibrate through his body.

Harry's POV

"Tell me what happened," I plead. I need to know what her friends said to her. If they're hurting her that is not okay with me, especially if it's a result of what we're doing. I don't want to be the reason for any more of her pain. She's been stressing out about my mother and that's enough.

"I don't really want to talk about it," she says quietly, still hiding against me.

"Ads, come on. You were pretty upset before. You can talk to me."

"I know." I feel her exhale deeply against my chest before she moves back a little to look up at me, our heads resting on the same pillow. Our faces are just inches apart and it takes everything in me not to kiss her right now. But this is not the time.

"What did they say? Why were you crying?"

"They said that I'm stupid to believe anything you say to me. According to them you're playing me."

"They said that?" I ask, my heart dropping. Her best friends are going to have a huge influence on her opinion. That can't be good for me.

"Apparently I'm naive and trust too easily. You're no good for me and you'll just end up hurting me. The whole secret thing is just a way for you to use and drop me and you don't really care about me and this will never work." By the time she's done she's breathless and crying. I pull her back against my chest and put my body further across her, trying to make her feel like she's safe. She sobs against my chest for a while; I stroke her hair and kiss her head a few times, trying to comfort her.

I can't believe her friends would say that..I thought they'd say some nasty things about me and maybe would be a little disapproving, but what they said targeted her. They actually said mean things about Adie, made her feel horrible about herself and her decision. The whole thing makes me feel sick. I thought they were her best friends.

"It's okay, Adie." I wait patiently while her breathing becomes regular, slowly but surely. "Please stop crying, baby."

"Am I stupid, Harry? Am I crazy to think that this can work?" she asks quietly. Those words break my heart and it makes me really angry that they made her question all of this when we just got past this hurdle last night.

"You are the furthest thing from stupid. We don't have everything figured out, but that's part of the fun. We'll make it work. I'll make it work. Because I want you, so much that it hurts and if your friends can't see that then we'll make them see it, okay?"

She looks up at me and I wipe the tears from her cheeks. "How can you be so sure about this?" she asks quietly.

"Because I've never felt like this before."

She smiles and closes her eyes briefly. "Me neither."

"Are you going to be alright?"

"I'm fine now."

I smile and press my lips against hers, rolling on top of her. The kiss quickly gets more heated and she tangles her hands into my hair. I support my body on one arm and slowly slide my hand under her shirt. I feel her shudder slightly in response and that only encourages me. I'm going to make her forget how bad she was just feeling, I'm going to make her feel wanted and cared for.

I slowly kiss from her mouth down the side of her face, along her jawline torturously slowly. My hand rests just under her bra, almost cupping her breast. Her bra feels lacy...getting harder by the second here. I have yet to find her sweet spot since Adie gets a little embarrassed by any sort of noise she makes when we're kissing. She holds it in, much to my disappointment. I need to find a way to get her to not.

I spend plenty of time in different spots on her neck, moving on before I leave any noticeable marks. Her breathing is faster and heavier than normal, but still nothing. Alright I guess one more spot. I move my lips lightly along her skin, teasing her. Surprisingly enough her legs wrap around my waist, locking her ankles behind me and pulling me tighter against her. She suddenly pushes my head down, forcing my lips to her neck. I chuckle against her skin and kiss the spot a few times, slowly prolonging the kiss and beginning to suck a little more harshly on the sensitive skin. I hear a small whimper from her when my teeth graze the skin. Apparently I've found it. I kiss the spot a few times before lifting my head to look at her.

"I finally found it," I breathe, smiling triumphantly. She raises her eyebrows.

"Found what?"

I run my fingers over the spot where my mouth just was. "Right here."

"I have no idea what you're talking about," she says, laughing a little. No need to explain. I just lean down and start kissing her again.

Adison's POV

I let go of Harry's curious discovery and allow his tongue entrance when he starts kissing me again. We've done this a lot but this time...there's a lot more desperation, more passion. Our lips move together in the most needy fashion, unable to get close enough, unable to feel each other enough. Harry's hand creeps up further under my shirt, hand covering my breast. This is new....but I really don't mind. At all. I arch my back slightly in encouragement. He understand the action immediately, his grip tightening. The need growing in the pit of my stomach gets even more unbearable and I can feel my panties getting wet. It's kind of uncomfortable, but I guess it's normal in these situations.

Harry suddenly thrusts his hips forward and I can't quiet the moan that leaves my mouth. I feel him smile into our kiss. He repeats the action, grinding his hips against mine. I gasp at the sensation and my grip on his hair tightens. He separates his lips from mine and hangs his head lower, lips pressed to my shoulder. We're both extremely out of breath and I I can feel him against my thigh; he's going to have a hard time stopping .Weirdly enough...I don't really want to stop.

"Harry," I breathe. He lifts his face and I can see the lust in his eyes. It stirs something inside me that I've never experienced. "You don't have to stop."

He looks back and forth between my eyes trying to understand. "What?"

"I don't...want to stop," I confirm. He looks down at my lips and back at my eyes. I nod slightly to confirm what he heard and he quickly presses his lips against mine again. Hard. Speaking of hard...

Harry presses his hips into mine again and the tension is becoming too much. I need some relief and I need it now.

Wait...what?

Doing whatever my body is telling me to. That's what I want to do. Not think, just do. I slowly trail my hands down the front of his body to the bottom of his shirt, tugging the bottom up. He sits up a bit and finishes the job, revealing his perfectly toned body. He rests his hands on either side of my head and I rest one of my hands over his heart, slowly moving it down over his chest and down to his stomach. He's unfairly perfect.

I suddenly feel nervous at the thought of being more exposed to this boy. I mean I want to...but how can I compare to this? I'm not even on the same playing field. His body is perfect. Mine definitely is not.

"Hey, stop." He tilts my head up to meet his eyes. "You're nervous, I know. We can stop..."

I shake my head, no. "I'm okay."

"You're beautiful," he says, smiling down at me and putting his hand against the side of my neck. "Did you know that?" I shrug. "I'll keep reminding you, then."

I can't help but giggle...feeling giddy. I'm excited. In one moment of feeling brave I sit up, Harry following the motion. I shrug out of his plaid shirt and throw it off the bed, proceeding to lift my tank top off as well. His eyes go wide in surprise and he looks down at my exposed torso. I slowly lower myself down onto the bed, putting my hands on his neck and pulling him down with me. I have no intention of going all the way with him, but from what I understand there are other things we can do.

He kisses me again, passionately but slowly this time. His hands roam my exposed skin while our tongues dance together. His hands land on the top of my sweatpants. In that moment I realize that I could not be wearing anything less sexy. He starts pushing them down slightly and I break the kiss, unsure of myself.

"Okay, okay. I'm stopping." He rests his forehead against mine, but keeps his hands where they are. I reach down nervously and push them lower, taking my sweatpants with them. He looks into my eyes as I continue pulling them down, making sure that I'm okay. When he knows he finishes the job himself, moving lower on the bed. I lift my hips and let him take them off completely. He lowers himself back onto me and continues kissing me and I can feel both of us growing needy now quite simply through the thin material of my underwear, his growing erection pressing through his jeans. I reach down for his belt and start undoing it, fumbling a little with the buckle. He pulls back again and starts questioning my actions.

"Adie-"

"Just kiss me."

He complies and moves his lips against mine while I finally undo his belt. He shimmies out of his jeans and puts one arm behind my back to hug me tighter against his body. Both of our skin is on fire and now I've decided that this is as naked as I'm getting. I'm freaking out as it is. Harry's lips move down to my neck and I take the chance to try to catch my breath to no avail.

"What do you want, baby," Harry breathes against my neck. He continues kissing all over it and my body feels like it's going crazy.

"I don't know." I really don't. I was hoping he wouldn't ask me any sort of question like that. I have minimal experience, the only ones I have being with Harry so he knows exactly what I've done. He kisses back up to the corner of my mouth and stops there, teasingly brushing his lips against mine.

"Do you want to..." I shake my head, no. I don't know what I do want, but I know that I don't want to do that. Well, maybe I want to but I know that I shouldn't. He chuckles softly and rubs his nose against mine.

"But you want something, right?" I nod and bite my lip.

"For both of us," I say shyly. He lifts his head slightly and looks into my eyes. My face is beat red from embarrassment.

Harry smiles and suddenly slides his body into mine, rubbing against me in all the right places. I close my eyes and bite my lip again to hold in my moans. He repeats the action again, his erection hard against my sensitive areas. He continues to move up and down against my body, tension growing in my lower areas.

"Open your eyes," he says breathlessly. I comply and stare up into his green eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Oh!" Opening my mouth allowed more than my answer to escape my mouth, a moan following suit. He smiles and presses his lips against mine, hard, continuing to move against me. I sigh into his mouth and he pulls back, intense pleasure rippling through my body and igniting feelings I had no idea existed.

"Holy shit, Adie." He starts moving faster, hips pressing harder into mine with every thrust. I start moving my hips a bit, matching his pace and meeting his movements and intensifying the pleasure. My breathing gets even faster, a throaty groan leaving Harry's lips. He leans his head down, lips against my shoulders to disguise slightly the profanities escaping his mouth.

"Harry, please," I moan, continually pushing my hips up to meet his. "Faster."

He complies and I can't control myself anymore, the tension in my stomach building to impossible heights. My body starts twitching in ways it never has and I reach beside me with one hand, tugging on the sheets for some kind of relief. He lifts his face again.

"You're safe with me," he whispers. "Let go, Ads."

His words push me over the edge and I cry out, not caring about the noises I make anymore. I moan Harry's name multiple times as the pressure builds to an impossible height and explodes throughout my body. My toes curl and my back arches in response and slowly the pleasurable burning fades. As I'm coming down from my high Harry reaches his.

"Fuck." He kisses me again and continues moving to finish for himself. I feel him twitch against me and his boxers get warm and slightly wet as he spills himself inside them. He slowly stops moving and breaks our kiss. Both of us are breathing like we just ran a marathon.

I can't help but smile up at him. I thought my first time doing anything like that would be uncomfortable and weird, but it wasn't. It was amazing. And if felt so good. I can't even describe it. He rolls off me and pulls me with him, one arm around me while the other takes my hand. Our fingers tangle together and I pull my leg over his.

"Well that was fun," he says, laughing and still kind of out of breath. I laugh as well. "Are you okay?"

I tilt my head up and kiss his jaw. "I'm perfect."

"Good." He presses his lips to my forehead and we lay in silence for a few moments. My body feels exhausted and I could easily go to sleep right now. Suddenly his body is gone from beside me and I feel all too exposed without him.

"What are you doing?" I ask shyly.

"Just changing my boxers." He winks and I turn red and hide my face against his pillow. His deep chuckle resounds behind me and before I know it his body is pressed against my back, lips against my cheek.

"You're cute." He kisses my shoulder and I turn my head to the side so I can look at him. He really turned my day around.

"I'm sleepy," groan quietly, closing my eyes. Harry kisses my neck and I keep my eyes closed.

"Yeah, that's normal." He continues kissing my neck. "That kind of fun tires anyone out." I open my eyes and find him smirking at me. Why does my face always need to turn red? Whenever he opens his mouth I blush.

He notices and kisses my heated cheek. "So cute."

Notes

goodness that took FOREVER. seriously. really long chapter. that was my first extended 'intimate' moment...so i hope it was okay :s not a huge fan of writing them but it probably just takes getting used to :P
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