XIV

I turned slowly, trying to find a way out, and then I stopped just to sit in front of Harry. I never really liked to be sitting when the other person was standing right next to me, but the distance between us was so little that I would probably have to push myself to stand up. I was a bitch and all, but I wasn't stupid.

"It was you." He said furiously.

I made a whole show to look up at his eyes, and I had to restrain my urge to laugh. Maybe it was hysterics, because I didn't feel like laughing at all.

"The one who used to wear a bright green bra with yellow boy-shorts to a pajama party? Yep, you have that right."

Even when his eyes flashed furiously, I could see a hint of desire in them. Harry was probably picturing me with that outfit.

"Don't act stupid, Tallulah! You know damn well what I'm talking about!" He stated, towering over me with his height and piercing eyes. I was just a little bit scared, I must tell you.

"I'm the one who has to fix your stupid mistakes, if that's what you're talking about, then." I spat. I was never one to hold down when I was being baited.

… So maybe I have to re-think the 'not being stupid' thing…

"You're the one who created the mistakes!!" Harry yelled, reaching for my arm, but I moved out of his way. "According to an ex girlfriend that preferred to keep her name hidden, Mister Judd stopped treating her well after the first month. 'He started insulting me when things didn´t go as he expected. A bad review for a CD, for a song…' She said, with the marks of a traumatic relation on her eyes." He read.

I smiled proudly in my mind, which was a huge mistake, because that gave him the opportunity to grab my arm with all his force, squeezing my little arm between his fingers.

"That has your signature all over! Tell me you didn't write that to my face!"

"I didn't write that." I snapped, looking him in the eyes. I needed to added in my mind a to your face, just for the heck of it. I always was a little stupid with dangerous things, like a deer caught in headlights or something like that. Having his clear eyes so close to me, I found it fascinating how they shined and flamed with rage and fury. I was hypnotized by them.

Ok, then. Stupid all the way.

"I know you wrote it!!" He insisted, frustrated, shaking me hard from side to side.

"Fine!!" I yelled back at him, glaring. "What if I did, huh? You deserved it!"

"I deserved it?! I deserved it?! What the hell are you talking about?!"

Uh-oh…. He lost it.

And I found him even hotter right there.

"Leave me alone, Judd." I hissed. "Leave me now. It's going to be hard to explain why I have a bruising arm, so if you don't want a worse story reaching the public eyes, leave me now!"

He smirked the most malicious smile ever, and I seriously thought about admitting myself into a mental institution. I was almost obsessed with bad boys. Not a good thing at all when you have one angry as hell in front of you and all you can think of is in stripping him and kissing him senselessly.

"Well, I could always say you were the bad treated girlfriend, right? You can't accused me of the same thing twice." Harry said in a calculative way, grabbing both my arms and dragging me to him. He leaned to me, as if to kiss me, but I put as much space as I could between us. "I know you want it, Tallulah." He said maliciously.

"James' so much better than you." I hissed angrily, knowing it will hurt him more than anything else I could say.

And it did.

His eyes flickered for an instant, and I saw just how much I hurt him.

But then it was gone.

Harry crashed my body to his, kissing me hard and rather violently, as he pushed me to the bed, crawling over me and holding my hands over my head with one of his, while the other went to unbuttoned my shirt so roughly he broke each and every button. He kissed me again, as he slid my shorts down my legs.

I kissed him back, and I wasn´t thinking about the prior scene anymore. I was thinking of his body against mine and his hands on my curves, and I wanted to have him naked over me.

Somehow, he understood, and let go of my arms long enough for me to ripped the shirt out of his body, and take his pants off. Soon after, he had me pinned against the bed again, kissing me on the lips, and then moving to the neck, the chest and the breasts.

"Tell me now he's better." Harry ordered, and he penetrated me with one swift movement. I closed my legs around his waist as he moved at a fast pace inside me. "Tell me James' better than me. Tell me he's better at shagging you than I am. Tell me he understands you as I do!"

I was panting and my brain wasn't really thinking about his words, so I accepted them. "You're the best." I stated, kissing him, nearing my orgasm.

Harry grinned as he kissed me back, the fury out of his eyes for once, and his movements turned slower, softer, and much more caring than before. It was as if all he needed to know was that he was better.

And he was.

He really was.

Half an hour later, he collapsed over me, panting and breathing hard just as I was. Harry kissed me on the lips, slowly, and he hugged me to him. It was a different kind of hug. Like… he didn´t want to let go.

Ever.

And I found myself… wanting exactly the same.

"I'm sorry." He muttered against my hair.

I was more than surprised to hear that, and I turned around to look him at the eyes.

"What?"

"I'm sorry. I acted like a wanker, Lula. I didn´t mean to call you a whore." He confessed.

"You're not not big." I said slowly, and he snickered. "I didn´t mean to pinch you with the needle." I laughed.

"So we're all in all sorry for acting like stupid people even when I started. Are we good?"

"After this, do you seriously think we could be anything else than good?"

"Great, maybe?"

"Great, maybe." I accepted, smiling. And that was when I realized I wasn't able to stay angry at Harry Judd, and probably never would be. We were… meant to be together sexually involved for life.

Or something weird like that.

"You know? You inspired these things in me. I was never like this with a girl. I was slow and soft and sweet. You're like lust up to my brain. I love that." He confessed, kissing me again.

"Well, if it would boost your ego, you're like that to me, too." I said, biting the place where his neck started. I'm telling you, drummers rock. I think it's all that arm's work?

"Oh, baby, baby." Harry said in a joking way, laughing. I smirked.

"Don´t tell me you like Britney?" I asked, feigning surprise.

"No, but I can sing her if it tickles your fancy…" He offered jokingly. I had to laugh.

"No, thanks you very much. I much prefer Christina Aguilera." I said, sticking my tongue out at him. This felt good. Nice. Ok. Right.

"Look at me." He started singing in my ear. It gave me goose bumps and a tight knot in my stomach started twitching and dancing at the sound of his voice. Harry had the sexiest voice ever, and I really didn´t even could tease him for knowing the lyrics. "You may think you see who I really am, but you'll never know me. Every day, it's as if I play a part…"

I smiled, and cuddled closer next to him as I extended my hand back to his hair as Harry kept singing softly, only for me. I had never heard his voice before, and even when it wasn´t as good or whatever as Tom's or Danny's, he was amazing.

I wanted him.

And the feeling I had as I lay on his arms hearing was much more than just like.

But there was James.

I tensed as I thought of that boy. James Bourne. I liked him too and the fact that I was thinking of him as I was naked with Harry was a clear indication that he meant something very important to me.

As much as Harry now?

Or more?

"You're amazing." I whispered when he stopped singing and I could feel his smirk on his voice.

"Oh, I know." He said jokingly.

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yes."

"Well, it's good, then, because you really are. I shouldn't have sent that stupid article, Harry, really…" I muttered.

"I know you didn´t. I… I was being a bastard. Maybe you were right and I deserved it… But you are going to make things right again." He ordered, and before I could even open my mouth to reply, he wondered as if he was worried. "Right?"

I smiled. "Yes. We can even say that you have a pact of celibacy since your last girlfriend to keep McFly's hotness available."

"Hey, what do you mean with McFly's hotness? It's only Harry Judd's hotness."

"Well, Harry, I am sorry, but I think Dougie is hotter than you. Sorry." I said jokingly.

"You've wounded me. Now I'm depressed. I'm going to turn emo and is going to be your job to explain why McFly's drummer's cutting his wrists and wearing only black and a lot of eyeliner and the like. Really. It's not going to be nice." Harry said dramatically. It was hard not to start laughing right there.

"Oh, don´t worry. I'm sure we can use that as publicity too." I smirked.

"You're a witch." He muttered, with his nose in my neck, tickling me.

Sometime after that, we fall asleep. When I wake up, Harry had left without a single word. I frowned, but tried not to think too much over that. And I tried to ignored the feeling I had when I found my bedroom completely empty and no one there but me. I went to have a shower, trying to relax myself, because I was seriously angry.

Why the hell had he left?!

He could have left something to tell me whatever!

And the fact that a stupid thing like that made me angry was… well, scary to say the least. It wasn´t like me to be so riled up for stupid things like a boy disappearance. And yet I couldn´t take that out of my mind.

Proud as I am, when I saw him later, I completely pretended.

"Lula!" Harry called me from the dressing room as soon as I reached the arena where McFly was going to be playing that night. I had my Ipod in recorder-mood just in case I got an interview, and my hands full with my laptop, but I smiled at him nonetheless. His smile gave me goose bumps I couldn´t hide. How could a smile give goose bumps?

"Harry." I said, trying to wave. He approached me, and helped me with the things in my hands. However, when I was free, he dragged me along to…. Somewhere dark, really dark, and he closed the door behind him. "What the hell, H-?"

I couldn´t say much, because next thing I knew, he was kissing me, hard, as he pushed me to the wall.

Just like that, my anger disappeared and I was kissing him back, with a hand on his hair and the other going up and down his chest in desperate motion. It only lasted a minute, but what a minute it was.

"I missed that." Harry smirked, kissing my forehead. Such a cute thing that got me… well, thinking about James.

I know, I know.

I'm a stupid.

But I couldn´t help but feel a kind of thrill when I remembered he was going to be there in Dublin. Only three and a little more days to go. I was excited, I'd missed him a lot.

…And I was in Harry's arms.

I'm a HUGE stupid girl.

He kissed me one more time before storming away just as quickly as he had pushed me inside this room, and I stayed behind, feeling confused and strange. I wanted him to stay a little bit longer just as much as I want to be alone for a while.

I needed to think.

It was a whole new world for me, and I didn´t have Aladdin to help me sort things out. Jazmine didn´t know just how lucky she was. She got the best of both worlds! Except less blonde and less rhyming names.

So I did what I do best when I don´t like something.

I quit.

But, believe me when I say, even when quitting thinking of something you don´t like, actually doing it its pretty hard. However, I was determined to do so and that was why I submerged myself in work.

I walked out of the broom closet and grabbed my things and continued with my work, talking with everyone I could find and taking pictures and writing and doing interviews and thinking out loud things for the books, and chatting and flirting and smiling, all too loud, just to keep the things I didn´t like out-sounded, just to keep myself busy. I paraded around the venue just keeping myself busy with whatever I could.

But even with all that, I found myself unable to do the one thing that could positively help me to stop thinking about it.

I couldn´t go.

I felt compelled to keep a stupid promise that wasn´t even a promise!

And then I felt like ripping my hair out of my head and screaming like a banshee and running around naked saying that the Blair Witch was after me.

I did keep my sanity, though, and I didn´t do anything like that.

I went to Harry when the show ended, congratulated the boys and found a way of disappearing with him as soon as possible. We had a flight to catch and it was not very easy to find a way to stay alone.

But as soon as we boarded, I found the seat next to mine, usually Maggie's, empty, as she was sitting next to her husband, chatting with Dougie about something. She smiled at me as I walked past her and winked, and when Harry jumped inside the plane, she said with her most innocent smile that she was missing her husband so much, she wanted to sit with him.

Of course, Harry didn´t complain.

I'm guessing you know that plane's bathrooms are somewhat of a fetish for more people, but now let me tell you from my own experience, it's not very comfortable and not even very sanitary.

It was the electricity jumping between us as we sat next to each other that almost forced us to find a way to the bathroom when everyone were sleeping.

And that's when everything went sort of downhill.

I was this close to moaning a different boy's name as I kissed Harry.

Thank Zeus I didn´t, but the damage was done and my mind was even worst than before.

After that, I just couldn´t relax.

The flight was too quick to have actual time to worried, but as soon as I was able to leave Harry sleeping in his hotel room on Belfast, I did something that I wouldn´t have done if the circumstances were normal.

I went looking for help.

I walked down the hotel's stairs to Fletch's and Mike's room and I knocked once before letting myself in.

"We need to talk."

Sorry, again, for taking ages! And I know I promised some James... but Harry didn´t want to let Tallulaj alone. He's going to appear in the next chapter, and the enxt after that is going to be almost entirely about him!

And thanks to the best beta-reader of all times -and my personal idol ;)-! Hope-Change, you rock.

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