Chereads / Touring with One Direction / Chapter 24 - Chapter 24 What Makes You Beautiful

Chapter 24 - Chapter 24 What Makes You Beautiful

From the couch, Louis and Liam were hysterically laughing like 5 year olds.

I turned around, and faced the unsophisticated little cowards, who were nearly pissing themselves laughing.

"Victoria! It's a fucking curtain. It's not like it's soundproof." Louis said, choking on his own spit from laughing so much.

"How does Andrew know?" I asked, with eyes wider than a lost puppy.

"Does it matter? He said he'll keep quiet. What happens on the bus stays on the bus." Louis said, trying to catch his breath.

"Louis!" I shouted.

I could see that Liam wanted to say something, just by the look in his eye. I turned to Liam, and put my hands on my hips.

"How does Andrew know?" I asked Liam, in a firm voice.

"The driver's seat isn't far from your bunk, Victoria. Besides, you and Harry were cuddling with the curtains closed. It was obvious enough." Liam said.

"I didn't close the curtain, Louis did." I added, pointing to Louis with a grin.

"Well, I didn't want to see a full on make out session from the corner of my eye. If anything, I did everyone a favour." Louis said, with the biggest smirk on his face.

"You saw us?!" I said, losing the grin.

"Well why else would I close the curtain?" Louis said.

Irritated, I stormed off, and sat on the steps for the bus.

"Harry where are you?" Louis shouted from the couch.

"Uh, I'm just- in the bathroom. Almost done."

With the silence after that, I could picture Liam and Louis exchanging looks.

"Harry are you-"

"No!"

"Yes you are!!"

"Shut up, I'm almost done."

Liam and Louis burst out laughing.

"Oh my gosh, Harry is that?" Louis said, imitating me in a girly voice.

"I'm sorry, I can't control it." Liam added, imitating Harry.

They burst out laughing once again. I had to admit, being irritated and all, it was hilarious how Liam and Louis found it ridiculous. Plastering a grin on my face, I saw Andrew walk up to the bus.

"Sorry, I'll move."

I jumped onto the bus, and got out of Andrew's way. The crew bus was right behind us. I crawled up back to my bunk so I wouldn't be in the way for when Andrew unloads the bus. I would take another nap, but I had a feeling Louis was going to prank me or something.

"Victoria, I won't say anything."

"Why wouldn't you say anything?"

"Just like Louis said, what happens on the bus, stays on the bus."

"And snitches get stitches, and talkers get walkers."

"Is that some sort of Canadian thing?"

"Sure. Let's go with that you boomer."

Andrew and I both turned our heads to face the bathroom, as Harry had just flushed the toilet, and was washing his hands.

"Harry you better have flushed your rags of icing, because if not, you're emptying that trash can in there!" Louis shouted from the couch.

"Liam, please tell me you timed him." I said, trying to hold back my laughter.

"I didn't, but Louis did." Liam said, beginning to laugh.

"6 minutes and 14 seconds!" Louis shouted.

Everyone was laughing as Harry did his little "walk of shame" back to my bunk.

"Let me know when you're done unloading the bus." Harry said in a gloomy tone.

"Lads getting ready for round 2." Louis said, holding back his laughter.

I tugged the curtain in front of my bunk, giving Harry and I some privacy. Before Harry could even say a word, I put my finger up to my lips, quietly shushing him.

I grabbed my phone and went onto notes.

V- According to Louis and Liam AND Andrew, they all heard what happened. You probably heard them imitating us.

H- It is what it is.

V- Cuddle until Andrew's done?

H- Just don't tease me. Deal?

V- Why? Can't handle round 2? Arm hurt already? Or because you'll moan? I find it hot as fuck when guys moan.

Harry looked up at me and put his mouth near my ear. He whispered real quiet so no one would hear us.

"I did my part, now you do yours."

Harry swiftly moved his hand between my legs, and started to massage where his hand was. With his head still close to my ear, he quietly moaned, with a grin on his face.

"You know my weakness, now I know yours."

He continued to quietly moan in my ear, while I was still shocked that he was even doing this.

I quietly let out a moan of relief and pleasure, while his hand was intensely massaging in between my legs. I let Harry hear what he wanted to, as the moaning grew more intense, while we were kind of vibing in sync.

It was perfect. We were "cuddling" not too loud, and not too gently.

"Doing alright love?" Harry whispered, as I made eye contact with him.

I fell deep into his scented fragrance, and those beautiful green eyes. And that playful smile he can make, lighting the whole room. I guess I was turned on, because Harry nearly made me choke after I heard these next words tremble from his mouth.

"You're so wet." Harry whispered, as his mouth kind of hung open.

"No I'm not. You're just saying that because you want to be." I whispered.

Harry's fingers travelled from between my legs, to my waist. He slowly moved his hand lower and lower. Harry looked up, and we made eye contact for a split second.

"Am I okay to do this?" Harry whispered.

That's the cute thing with Harry. He wasn't a horny guy, only looking for sex. Not like we were going to, but still. He made sure I was doing okay, when things got more intense. We shared some pretty special moments which was why I really fell hard. Not like I was getting played or anything, I just fell hard in love.

I nodded my head as Harry gently used both of his hands to undo my jeans. He undid the button, and was unzipping the front, as he once again made eye contact with me.

"Are you sure?" Harry whispered, just to be certain.

Once again, I nodded my head as Harry's soft lingering fingers were slowly travelling deeper. He carefully lifted my panties, and let his fingers take control.

"Just let me know when to stop, or if anything hurts love." Harry whispered, as he stared deeply into my brown eyes.

Everything about that moment was incredible. The way he touched me, and made sure I was doing alright, every second was sweet. I didn't want Andrew coming back, for I wanted to stay there with Harry forever. I wanted time to freeze, and definitely a thicker curtain.

The way he ran his fingers through my hair, and the way he looked at me made me feel out of this world. He made me feel special, and everything about this moment was completely breathtaking.

"I told you, you were wet." Harry whispered, followed by a chuckle.

This was Harry's way of getting back at me for turning him on earlier, and him fooling around in the bathroom. So be it.

I carefully placed my hand on his jumpers, and didn't move a muscle afterwards. I waited until Harry's eyes met with mine. When they did, he chuckled and glanced at my hand.

"C'mon that's not fair. I already had my turn." Harry whispered, removing my hand from his trousers.

Instead, he placed my hands on the back of his neck, while his other hand "kept busy".

Harry placed his hand on my cheek, and caressed it a little. I stared into his eyes, while he stared into mine.

"I love you Victoria." Harry whispered, just before he leaned in to kiss me.

I felt his soft lips on mine, while his hand moved to my waist. I kissed him back, as we moved in sync. I slowly pulled away, and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

"I love you too, Harry." I whispered, as a smile appeared on his face.

"Niall, can Victoria and I share a room?" Harry asked, as his head tilted towards the curtain. He stuck his head out, and waited for a response.

"Yea, sure." Niall replied.

"Thanks." Harry added.

"Ooo more secret little rendezvous'" Louis teased, from the couch.

"Damn straight." I said, trying to ignore Louis.

Harry gently grabbed my cheek once again, and leaned in for a kiss. I pulled him in closer as our lips met, gently pressing up against each other.

"Alright that's all the luggage. Paul and Adam have your guy's room keys in the lobby." Andrew said, coming back on the bus.

Harry and I pulled away from each other, and his hands left from my cheek and between my legs. I quickly put my jeans back on, as we could both hear him approach my bunk.

Niall swung the curtain open, rushing Harry out.

"Paul's coming, get out Harry." Niall said, as Harry practically ran to the bathroom.

"Round 2?" I shouted, chuckling.

"Not this time." Harry replied.