As Niall brushed his lips to mine, I was sure Kiera wouldn’t like it. “Niall! You’re not responsive!” I whined. Back in the beach house, Niall asked me if I could give him kissing lessons before he tried to kiss Kiera. I told him he was crazy but after telling me that he wanted to have a perfect kiss with her, I agreed to give him at least 5 lessons and he pays me with a box of gummy worms. And so far, Niall sucked at it.

“What do you mean responsive?” Niall whined back.

“Put your tongue in.” Like what Harry does.

“What? Tongue? How?” he asks, bewildered.

I roll my eyes at him and held his neck. “Like this.” I grumpily tell him. I kissed him for the second time but he wouldn’t open his mouth. “Open your mouth.” I say in between kisses. He follows and I put my tongue in his mouth. He jumps in surprise but later gives in and kisses me back, with tongue, this time.

We pull apart and I grin at him. “Good job.” I gave him a thumbs up.

“How did you learn how to do that?” he asks.

I blush. Harry taught me too. Well not really, he actually did it to me and I kinda learned. “Talent.” I lie.

“Just like Harry!” he says. “Anyway, can I do it again? Just in case?”
I blush harder when he said Harry’s name. “Sure, sure.” I say. Before our lips touched for the third time, we were interrupted with a cough. I turned to see Louis and Liam.

“We didn’t mean to ruin you make out session but we have a campfire to attend to.” Louis says, eyeing me suspiciously.

“Sure.” Niall says. He starts to walk away but stopped midway. “Wait,” he says, he walked backward and turned around to kiss me. He took control this time and his tongue was on my mouth and accidentally bit my lower lip.

“Too much.” I laugh. He grins and walks away with Liam. Liam wraps his arm around Niall and whispers something and turns around to give me a thumbs up.

I gave Liam a smile in return and started walking too.

“Why did you kiss Niall?” Louis asks. He slightly brushed my stomach to get my attention and sent electric jolts throughout my body. I am so not used to wearing a bikini.

“Well, it’s not what you think it is.” I answer him.

“Then, what is?”

“Louis, I just gave him lessons. He said he wanted to have the perfect kiss with Kiera.”

“Kiera? The brunette? The one making out with Harry?”

I felt my face get hot. “What?” I breath.

He covered his mouth quickly and probably cursed at himself. “Holly, I’m so sorry.”

I nod. “Louis, it’s fine. We’re just friends, remember?”

“I know, but you like him.”

I shrug. “Maybe not anymore.”

“Holly.” He starts. Suddenly, he takes his shirt off and carried me toward the water.

“Louis! No! I gotta take a bath for the campfire!”

“Too bad,” he laughs and suddenly dumps both of us in the water. I splash him in the face to let him know I was pissed at the same time. I laugh and he suddenly stops.

“What?” I mostly screamed.

“You finally laughed. I love your laugh.”

A smile crept up in my face and I hugged him. “I love you, Louis. But you know, as a brother.”

“I love you too, Holly. But you know, as a sister.” He mimics and I laugh and continued to play with him.

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The campfire started at 8 pm. I went with the other boys while Kiera and Harry were together. I sat in the middle of Niall and Louis and roasted marshmallows for Niall.

I peered over at Harry and he caught my gaze. He rolled his eyes at me and whispered something to Kiera. Why is he mad at me? I mean, I didn’t do anything wrong, did I?

“I think Harry got to her first.” Niall whispered in my ear. He sounded a bit sad and I whispered something back at him. “No. He didn’t.” I say in gritted teeth.

“You know what, let’s sing a song.” Niall says as he grabs his guitar. Everyone’s attention goes to him and he looks at me with his blue eyes. He suddenly strums the guitar and plays a song I know too well. “You sing,” he orders.

The intro starts and I take a deep breath.
I’m still alive but I’m barely breathing.
Just praying to a god that I don’t believe in.
‘Cause I got time while she got freedom.
‘Cause when her heart breaks we don’t breakeven.

Niall continues to play the song and I got why he wanted me to sing it. He was on “emote” mode.

What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you?
What am I supposed to say when I’m all choked up and you’re okay?
I’m falling to pieces.

I smiled after the song ended, feeling light headed. “I like your voice.” Liam tells me. “I never knew you could sing until the concert.”

“I actually wanted to audition for Glee.” I tell him.

“Why didn’t you?” Zayn asks.

“I didn’t have the time.” I tell him. I look at Niall to see him playing a tune in his guitar. Suddenly, I felt tired and sleepy. I stood up. “I’m ‘kinda sleepy now, so I’ll go back to the house.”

“Aw! But we’re just getting warmed up!” Kiera tells me. I notice that this is the first time she talked to me ever since the campfire started.

“It’s fine. I need to rest.” I started to walk and Niall reached up to take my hand.

“I’ll come with you.” He tells me.

“Niall, it’s fine. You HAVE to be here.” I tell him. He nods, understanding and continues to play tunes in his guitar.

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I fell asleep the moment I reached my bedroom and locked the door to make sure no one will be disturbing me.

At around 1 pm, I woke up fizzled and hot. I turn the lights on to see sweat all over my body. I take all my clothes off and replaced it with my bikini. As I head out of the house using the sliding door, I take my slippers off and walked bared foot on the sand. Why am I so hot?

As I walked toward the water, I met a gaze of emerald, green eyes. Harry. Oh, shoot. What is he doing in the water at 1 am without a bodyguard? I felt myself twitch and head back to the house but he catches my wrist before I could.

“How dare you walk away from me?” he growls.

“Harry, let go of me.” I tell him.

“No.” he answers and spins me around to face him, my body pressed at his shirtless, wet chest. “Was I not enough for you to kiss Niall like that?”

Oh. So it was about the kiss. “Harry, it’s not what you think it is.”

“Then what?” he shouts.

I sob a little and answered him. “He just wanted me to teach him how to make out with Kiera.” More tears were running down my face now. “But I think it’s useless because YOU made out with her.” I release my wrist from his grip and wiped my tears away. Damn it. Why am I crying?

“Holly...” he starts. He brushed my bare shoulders and I took a few steps away from him. “I’m sorry. I kissed her because I was mad at you for kissing Niall and I was wrong. I’m sorry.”

My tears are lessening now and I looked up at his eyes. “Harry,” I say. “I don’t get why you think I’ll kiss Niall like that.”

“I know, I know, I’m sorry.” He apologizes. He takes a few steps toward me and wraps his hands around my waist. I sniffle and rest my forehead in his chest. “I’m sorry.” He says again.

I look up at him as he kissed my forehead and I kissed him on the lips. His hands move around my body from my waist and my mine to his chest. Suddenly, he carries me bridal styles back to the house not breaking the kiss.

I notice that he takes me to his room and gently placed me on his bed. He looked down at me, a wicked smile on his face. “I love your bikini.” He tells me. “At first, I hated it because other people saw you wearing it but then, it’s really sexy and seducing.”

I blush at his words and I awkwardly grabbed the comforter. “Don’t be shy, Holly. You’re perfect.” Harry tells me as he climbs on the bed to kiss me again. He sucks my lower lip and I moan, giving him an entrance, his tongue dancing with mine. We continued to do this for how many minutes before he unties my bikini and skirt.

“It’s unfair! How come I’m the only naked one?”

He grins at me and removes his trunks. I blush again and turned away but he grabs my chin and kisses me. He lays me down and pins me under him. He hovered over me with his green eyes and started kissing and sucking my neck. I felt something forming and I knew he was giving me a hicky. He starts to move down to my breasts and cups them with his hand. I moan. “Harry.” His lips kept moving from my breast toward my navel then my thighs and landed on my clitoris. I moan louder this time and he picks up speed as I grabbed his hair and pulled him nearer. He laughs a little which sends vibrations all throughout my body.

“Put a finger in.” I tell him. He follows but puts two instead and I moan louder as he pushed it in and out of me. He licks again and I couldn’t take it anymore. I explode on him and he stops to stare at me.

“So good.” He murmurs.

“Really?” I ask him.

“Yes. Very. See for yourself.” He then kisses me and I taste a mixture of sweet and saltiness. Oh my. I kiss him for more and he responds by putting a finger back in me. I flex my hips to feel more and he inserts another finger.

“Please, Harry, please.” I moan. “Harry.”

Suddenly, he grabs a foil packet from the side table and slides it on his huge length. He returns above me and slowly enters me. I moan louder this time and I gently claw at his back, my toes curling. I feel his breathing ragged and his mouth with the shape of the letter O. He doesn’t stop going in and out of me and I shout with pleasure.

“Harry. Harry.”

“Stop.” He growls weakly. “Stop saying my name Holly. I don’t want to come yet.”

“Harry.” I say before I could stop myself. He then, places a hand on my mouth to stop me but I continue to say his name. Oh, this feels so good. When I stopped saying his name, his hand leaves my mouth and instead, grips on the headboard of the bed above me. His other hand grabs my hips and pushes deep inside me. Oh, shit. Fuck! How could he go that far?

A loud moan escapes from his mouth as he continues to fuck me. His pace is fast now, very fast and I couldn’t stop myself from moaning loud that I pushed him and went on top. Finally, me on charge. I wait for a few seconds before I ease myself on to him and bounced up and down. His hands were tightly holding my hips and he gradually lifts his hips to meet mine as I bounced back down. We continued to this until I felt something inside me clench and tighten.

“Come for me, Holly.” He murmurs and his voice tips me over the edge and I climax around him, shouting incoherently. But he doesn’t stop.

“Harry. Harry.” I try calling his name. Suddenly, he stands up and pushed me so he was back on top and he grips on my hips to ease back and forth. “I want you sore, baby.” He murmurs. I felt tears of pleasure sprang out from my eyes. I’ve never felt this way before.

He eases out of me and I look at him with confusion. Why did he suddenly stop? Before I could ask, he turns me around and takes me from behind. Oh, shit. I grip onto the duvet to prevent myself from screaming and it feels deeper this time.

“You feel so good.” He murmurs and my insides start to quiver but he pulls back and waits. “Oh, baby, not yet.” And he returns inside me again after a few seconds. I moan and he picks up speed and continues to thrust into me.

“Harry, please come for me.” I beg. And I didn’t know why I said that but I wanted him too. With two more thrusts, he freezes and pours into me as he finds his release.

“Fuck, Holly.” He breathes. He pulls out of me immediately and rolls onto his side of the bed. I turn around and went on top of him and he looks at me, a tired look in his face. “What, Holly?”

“I’m not quite done with you yet.” I murmur, seductively. I then slither toward his length and he watches me. I wrap my hand around his length and he moans. I lean forward to push him into my mouth and he moans louder. I twirl my tongue around the tip and he flexes his hips. His eyes are closed but his teeth are clenched as he flexes his hips again, and I push him deeper in my mouth, supporting myself with his thighs. I feel his legs stiffen as he reaches up and grabs my hair and starts to really move.

“Oh…. Holly, that feels so good.” He murmurs. He pulled my hair tighter and I suck harder and harder, pushing him deeper and deeper, swirling my tongue round and round. “Holly, I’m gonna come again. You have to stop now.” But I didn’t and I knew he didn’t want me too. His hands are really gripping my hair and with confidence, I bare my teeth. He tips over the edge, just like me and I felt salty liquid oozing down my throat. I stop with triumph and I lie back down beside him.

“Holy shit, Holly.” He says. He kisses me and I kissed him back with tongue and he freezes. “Whoa, love, that’s enough.” He says. Harry Styles had enough? Well, that’s a first. “Here,” He says as he hands me his shirt and I slither onto it while he took his boxers and wears it before wrapping his arms around me.

It was really dark now, probably 3 and I was exhausted. I close my eyes to fall asleep but I just couldn’t. Harry kept playing with my hair but I didn’t budge or anything, He probably thinks I’m asleep already because that’s what usually happens. Me, falling asleep the moment we finished.

I continued to think of something that could make me fall asleep like counting sheep but Harry said something that made me sure I was not getting any of it. “I think I’m in love with you.”