Never Is A Promise

I raised my hands to grab the cereal off the shelf. I felt a pair of hands firmly grip my hips almost immediately. Harry’s hands were gentle in their grip, big and rough with calluses as they covered most of my hip up to my waist, keeping me where I was. One hand stayed on my hip while the other lifted my shirt. “MJ, What is this?” He asked palming my side.

I looked down and saw a bruise, my mind raced as I thought about where I had bruises, shoulder, neck, cheek, wrists and upper back, none on the stomach. I laughed. “You must like it rough” I joked after realizing it wasn’t one from Darren.

He wasn’t amused “Did Darren do that?” I shook my head going to pour the cereal. Harry snatched the box away tossing it across the room, the cereal flying everywhere I flinched as he spun me around to face him. “I asked if Darren was the one who did that.” Harry said his eyes flashing dangerously but his hand stayed gentle as it palmed the bruise that matched it. I stayed quiet taking a deep breath, could I tell Harry that it was actually him who had left that bruise? I felt the arm around my hip hug me gently trying to coax the answer out.

I sighed, “It wasn’t Darren.” And it was true this time it wasn’t Darren who had bruised my side it was Harry, while we were on the beach, I just bruise easily.

“Bullshit!” Harry said, “I know he’s hit you before!” I opened my mouth to say something when a hand covered my mouth. “Don’t you dare try to defend him MJ! Don’t even try! I saw the bruise when we were at dinner with my mom, is it just a coincidence that you magically show up with bruises after you’re with him.” Harry yelled, working himself up. “You know what! Fuck you MJ!” Walking off and into the bathroom Louis had just stepped out of slamming the door.

“You already did!” I screamed back. Not caring that everyone on the bus besides the driver was watching us.

“MJ!” He yelled opening the door to the bathroom having his shirt stripped off ready for a shower “you’re standing up for him and this by going out with him.”

“What does it matter to you its not like our relationship is non-existent because of it.” I bit back “Cause last I checked you like me too.”

“Then why are you with Darren.”

“Because it looks better press wise, I work for you guys and to make you happy and if that means I have to step in then that’s my job. Whether I get hurt or not, I’m your PR Manager, I look after the band.” I stepped closer glaring up at him. “That! Is MY Job! I have to deal with all the rumors and it would look bad if I was dating you. I would no longer be seen as the un-biased PR Manager I have to be!” I said as Harry glared back at me. As Louis and Liam slowly moved everyone out of the bus around us letting us have our spat.

“Excuses!!” He screamed in my face. “Pitiful excuses!”

“Don’t press this Harry!”

“No! All I get are excuses! All I get is to be your side dish! All I get is Darren’s leftovers! All I want is you! I can’t have that though, cause you can’t commit to leaving an abusive fuck! He doesn’t even care! You mean nothing to him! All I get is to watch him use you for the pure reason of hurting you and being with you to hurt me!! And you let it happen while CLAIMING TO LOVE ME!!!”

I gasped looking away from his face, I was doing it again, I’d fucked us up completely. I couldn’t believe that even with all the measures I’d taken I still hurt him. I then realized that if he ever knew I was actually his Mick, he’d be broken, it’d hurt him so much more! I should tell him “Harry-” I started but his hand covered my mouth again before slipping to my cheek and down to rest on my neck pulling me into him.

“No changing the subject MJ. Now tell me the real reason. Why can’t this be?” He asked looking down into my eyes, motioning between the two of us.

I closed my eyes, shaking my head as he used a had to tilt my chin up. He wanted to hear the reason. I might as well tell him about the deal I’d made with Simon, it would at least explain for some of my actions. “I got the job of head PR because I made a deal with Simon that I wouldn’t date you, PR has to look somewhat unattached or biased because of our connection with tabloids and magazines.” I said as I settled comfortably into Harry’s arms and bare chest “Not that Louis’ tweeting pictures of us out with you guys or Aly dating Niall is helping.” I said.

He took a deep breath and sighed, “I see your point but I still don’t like the fact that it’s Darren,“ laughed nodding.

“I like it about as much as you do. But that was Simon’s pick, and he’s not too bad once you get to know him.”

“If you say so, I’ll talk to Louis about the pictures if you want,” He said into my hair kissing my forehead, I felt him smile. “I’m surprised you haven’t taken his phone or computer, or changed his twitter password yet.” He laughed.

I laughed into his chest “I’ve been tempted.” I said as he pulled away walking over to stick his head out the bus door. Saying something to the others, before he walked back in picking me up. “Do they know what started this?” He shook his head ‘no’ I nodded glad only he knew about the bruises. He’d noticed them since they had started appearing in Sweden, and just like the other boys, he was fiercely protective of Aly and me. We stopped in the bathroom and he turned on the water letting it run to heat up as he dropped the rest of his cloths to the floor.

He turned to me pulling off my shirt kissing the bruises on my neck and shoulder,” I won’t say anything, if it stops. But you can’t stay in a relationship like this, no matter what deal you made with Simon.” Harry said pulling off the rest of my clothes kissing down and caressing my limbs gently. I nodded as we stepped into the shower Harry rubbed the bruises gently washing off the cover-up. I pressed into his touch as the water rolled down my back. “MJ?” He asked as he finished washing his hair starting on mine.

“Hmm?” I half-moaned looking up at him as his fingers worked the shampoo into my hair.

“Is Darren a-,” He paused biting his lip trying to find the words. “A courteous lover.” He finished as he let his hands drop from my hair. Moving me backwards into the stream falling from the removable shower head.

I smirked laughing, as I washed out the soap “Not really,” I said cementing the point that Darren basically got himself off and left his partner high and dry.


***** Smut starts here *****


“I’m sorry.” Harry whispered, I could tell this was only giving him another reason to hate Darren. I rubbed his shoulders gently as his eyes filling with passion and lust, his hands slid down to my hips, leaving the skin behind burning with the sudden change in his advance. I was pulled back against him with one arm, my head resting on his chest, while the other moved between my legs, slipping into my folds already slick from just his presence.

I hummed leaning my head back spreading my legs a little wider as he worked his thumb over my clit, entering two of his long digits into me. He pumped them in and out; curling them to find that spot he knew made me moan as he rubbing my clit with his thumb. "I have a question," he stated before continuing not waiting for a reply. "I heard some girls use an electric toothbrush as a vibrator, is that true?" He asked I laughed and moaned as he hit the perfect spot.

"Yes, they have been known to be of use, fingers and a vibrator." I said smirking up at him.

"And what about hand held shower heads?" He asked pointing up at ours.

I gasped again as he hit a sweet spot, I bit my lip if I said I hadn't used the pulse setting on our shower head to get off I'd be lying. "You could always try it." I said turning around making his fingers stop their ministrations. I stood up on my tiptoes as I whispered in his ear. "You could pin me to the wall and fuck me slowly and make me come over and over on you. Watch me beg against you for you to take me fast and hard." I moaned in his ear, stroking his hardening length with my hand.

He growled grabbing the shower head holding out the settings side to me. I turned it to a quick pulse, as soon as I was done I felt him lift me up pinning me to the shower wall my legs wrapping around his waist as he entered me slowly. He pumped in and out slowly before he places the showerhead between us; I helped him aim it in just the right place as he thrust slowly up into me. I whimpered into his neck my back starting to arch. Harry held the showerhead in place as he used his other arm to hold me up changing the angle and depth of his thrusts but kept them slow. I moved against him trying to get myself off sooner. He smirked at me before he pinned me to the wall with his chest so I couldn't move. “Harry.”

“I know.” He said picking up the pace of his thrusts causing a loud thud against the wall separating us from the kitchen and living area of the bus. “I’m going to make you come over and over until you beg me to stop.” He whispered biting my neck gently.

I felt my body tense up as the first orgasm hit, my head hitting the wall loudly, Harry continued his rhythm not stopping keeping the shower head pointed at my clit as I came again barely finishing the first. It didn’t take long before Harry was going fast and deep as I rode out orgasm after orgasm biting onto his neck to keep from yelping, since the others were probably back in the bus. I finally begged him to stop moaning against him as I came again, my body spasming against him uncontrollably feeling him finally felt come as well. I collapsed into his chest gasping for breath my body still shaking.


***** Smut Ends Here *****


Harry laughed, “Can you stand?” he asked. I shrugged as he set me down. I stood shakily leaning on Harry for support. Harry grabbed us two towels wrapping them around us. I smiled as we stumbled out of the bathroom, Louis looked over from his spot on his bed.

“How the hell were you too so quiet?” Louis asked causing Liam and Zayn to look over at us.
“Better question how did you go from a screaming match to sex?” Zayn asked.

Liam and Louis rolled their eyes. “You just wait until you and Perrie have your first big blow out it’ll end in sex,” Liam said smirking. “But Lou is right we barely heard anything, normally girls who are with Harry scream.”

“I normally do,” I muttered causing Lou to bark with laughter “He just got bite marks instead.” I said standing up on my tip toes kissing the red love bites on his neck before turning up the stairs and putting on jeans and a t-shirt, keeping it simple.

I heard feet come up the stairs. “Simon told you not to do this.” Liam said from the doorway.

I sighed knowing this was coming, I nodded “I know, but its not like I have or want to have the will power to tell him ‘no’. I want what I had even though I can’t have it.”

“Tell him.”

“It’ll make it worse.” I sighed especially after our fight this morning.

“It’ll be better hearing it from you than him finding out from some one else.”

“Like who?”

“Simon,”

“He wouldn’t.”

“If he hears about this he will, and Darren knows there is something between you and Harry, and he will tell Simon if he thinks it’ll hurt Harry, and it will, just worse than Darren thinks.”

“He’s already told Simon hasn’t he,”

“Yes he has and when Simon video calls you and the only two people not in the room are you and Harry and the shower is running and you hear a thud against the wall… Well its safe to say Simon knows.”

My eyes shot open spinning to face him, his face dead serious. “Fuck!” I cried out punching the door.

“You got that right. I talked to him after he didn’t mention if he’d out you or not, I think you’ve got a 75% chance of him telling though.”

“Then lets hope he goes with the 25%.” I said reaching into my closet to grab my clothes for the day.

“You are so stubborn.” Liam groaned.

“I know, and I already have a feeling I’m going to get burned, but, I- I can’t tell him.” I said looking at the ground “Every time I open my mouth to say I’m Mick, something else comes out. I love him but I can’t tell him, not yet at least.” I said.

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