Rebecca's POV:
I stood under the stream, enjoying the way the hot water travelled down my body, calming down my nerves. I washed my hair as I thought about the nightmares that haunted me last night.
It was terrifying, to say the least. Seeing the love of my life being with another girl while I was standing there, invisible and hurt was heartbreaking. The scene where he made out with that girl, while she was wearing his tee shirt and then he said that I will probably wake up in a few minutes literally drove me insane.
Was it real? Was it a prediction? Or was it just a game the demon played with me?
Is it still possible for the demon to mess with me while I'm miles away?
A heavy sigh came past my lips as I rinsed my hair. Those holidays were supposed to be fun and today's the first day and I'm literally about to explode. The bad feeling that eats away my stomach keeps on influencing my thoughts.
I heard the door close from the other room, wich meant Harry came in. I didn't turn off the water even though I was done with washing my body and hair. I wanted him to think I'm still busy, so I could gather all my negative thoughts and push them back.
The door of the bathroom opened and I paused. Oh no, not yet. I inhaled from my nose and pressed my lips in a tight line as I waited for him to speak. A soft knock on the glass door made my heart skip a beat and I saw his shadow standing right outside the shower.
"Yes?" I said quietly.
"Babe, can I join you?" he asked, leaning his head against one of the glass doors.
"I'm done so," I said and reached to turn off the water.
The glass door opened, bringing cold air in the shower. The air hit my wet skin and made me shiver slightly. He stood there, naked. His abs and biceps caught my attention momentarily before I looked up at his green eyes. His long hair fell beautifully around his face, making my heart melt.
He stepped into the shower and closed the door behind him. I stared up at him with burning cheeks, feeling slightly uncomfortable now that we were both naked. He took a step closer and I took a step back, giving him space to stand under the stream. The only sound that surrounded us was the droplets of water crashing against our skin or the marbel floor.
"Is everything okay?" I asked, breaking the silence.
He slightly furrowed his brows. "What?" he asked, his long hair dripping with hot water.
"With your call. You've been having a lot of them lately." I said sternly.
He looked away and ran both hands through his wet hair. I took that as an opportunity to look down at his abs and his crotch. Naughty. My eyes slightly widened at the size. I've seen it before when I gave him a blow job, but I just can't help but be shocked with the size.
"Yeah," he murmured slowly and locked eyes with me. "But it's nothing you should worry about."
"Oh really?" I asked, raising a brow.
"Yes." he said and suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist, pressing my naked body against his.
I could feel his penis pressed against my thigh and it only made my cheeks blush.
"I want us to have the best holidays." he mumbled.
I placed my hands on his biceps, enjoying the feeling of his warm skin against my own. I smiled up at him and rested my head against his chest. He rested his cheek on my hair, tightening his grip around me. The water was now running down both of our bodies, making us feel like one.
That overwhelming feeling that flooded through me while I was in Harry's arms literally made my heart pound louder against my ribs. I closed my eyes and sighed heavily, blocking everything and everyone around me. It was just me and Harry.
"I want that too, Harry." I whispered, pulling back my head to look up at him.
His emerald eyes looked brighter, full of hope and a hint of worry. His wet hair was stuck on his cheeks,making his eyes look more intense. I was amazed by his charm and his sharp features. I raised my hand and let my fingers travel down his jawbone, loving the way his shaved skin felt under my touch.
A knock on the door made our smiles dissapear. We both stared at each other blankly, frustrated with what happened.
"You have got to be kidding me.." Harry murmured.
"Are you going to open it?"
"No."
"Neither am I."
Another knock on the door.
"You should go,"
"What? No, I just got into the shower. You should go, you said you're done."
"Harry."
"Rebecca."
Another knock. I sighed and he smirked, glad he won. I rolled my eyes and pulled back only to be dragged forward by his hand. He pressed his lips against mine, making my heart melt as heat was sent down to my toes. The kiss didn't last long, however, as I pulled away and gave him a smile before stepping carefully out of the shower.
I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my body before walking towards the door. I took a deep breath and grabbed the doorknob, twisting it and opening the door, revealing a woman, around her fourties, carrying a tray with a letter and hot tea.
"I'm sorry to interrupt, but these are for you." she sweetly apologized with her French accent.
"It's okay. Thank you." I smiled and stepped aside, letting her inside.
She went and left the tray on the coffee table, taking the bowl Harry left there with her before leaving quielty the room. I stared at the tray with a small frown on my face, wondering who sent me this letter.
Taking a seat on the couch, I grabbed the letter and carefully opened it.
Dear Rebecca,
I know this is weird to you and you will probably freak out when you read it, but I don't have any other choice. I have to warn you about something and since you're so far away from San Diego, the only thing I can do is send you this letter. So, the thing is you have to be careful. You may left America, but that doesn't mean you left your fears and enemies too. You have to be ready for the attacks. I know you're having nightmares but I can't tell you anything about them, it's forbidden. All I can tell you, is that the best thing you can do, is stay strong. Don't let us down.
With love, Zayn.
My eyes were ready to pop out. My lips were parted as my eyes rescanned the letter. This is really freaking me out. How can Zayn write a letter when he's dead? And what does he mean he knows I'm having nightmares but he can't tell me because it's forbidden?
I'm a little pissed off with the fact that the only source of information I had was Zayn and now he can't tell me anything. How am I supposed to survive this when I don't know what's happening with me? Those nightmares aren't just nightmares. I know they mean something, but I'm too scared to find out what.
I crashed the letter in my palm, growing angrier with the fact that the demon still messes with my head. I want to tell Harry, but if I do, he will ask me about my nightmares, and I can't tell him that. I can't describe him my nightmares that involve him and another girl. I'm still suspicious with everything that's going on around me and I can't just blurt out that I might know that he's cheating on me, for real this time.
I have to keep it a secret so I can find out the truth by myself. I don't want Harry to find out I have suspicions and go and cover everything up. If he's cheating on me, I deserve to know. Hell, I know it will break me down, but I can't do anything else. I prefer to be heartbroken than betrayed behind my back.
I heard him turn off the water and I immidiately stood up. I went and hid the letter under my pillow, making sure he won't find out. I can't show him the letter. As much as I dislike keeping things from him, I have to do it to make sure if everything's okay or not.
I quickly made my way and sat back down on the couch. I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, trying to make everything seem as casual as it can. He came out of the bathroom with a simple towel around his waist, his abs and V lines making me blush. He was ruffling his hair with another towel as he walked across the room.
His eyes then landed on the tray with tea, making my stomach twist. Shit, I have no idea why that woman brought me the tea.
He smiled and tossed the towel he ruffled his hair with on the couch. "Great, she brought the tea." he said.
I furrowed my brows. "You ordered it?" I asked.
"Yeah." he said simply, making his way to the closet.
He changed into deep blue sweats and a grey tee before coming to sit next to me. The smell of black tea hit my nostrils as I grabbed my cup and I took a small sip, enjoying how the tasty liquid travelled down my throat.
"I should probably get dressed." I mumbled as I placed the cup on the tray before standing up.
Harry's eyes travelled down my body in a way as if it's the first time he's seeing me in a towel, despite us being in the shower minutes ago.
"I prefer you naked." he stated, making me blush.
"Same goes for you," I shot, making his eyes widen in surprise.
I made my way to the closet and opened it, looking through the clothes I took with me. I then heard him coming closer so I turned around and raised a brow.
He was smirking as he got closer to me, his wet curly locks a little messy. "Do you know what two naked people can do together?" he placed his hands on my waist.
I chuckled. "Yes, I do."
He bit his lower lip, his hand tugging at the hem of my towel. Heat was sent to my body as I stared at him and my heart started pounding faster.
"I can't stop the dirty thoughts right now.." he mumbled, his green eyes growing darker with lust.
I sucked in a breath when his eyes met mine. My body was screaming at me to kiss him, but I was paralyzed by his intense gaze that I couldn't even move an inch.
I was suddenly thrown on the bed like a flash and a tiny scream left my lips. Harry hovered over me like a flash and his lips met mine, roughly trying to take control. His hand slid under the towel, touching my inner thigh.
I gasped when he cupped my center, turning my body on fire. His tongue met mine the same time I placed my hands on his tensed shoulders, trying to pull him closer to me. The powerful desire to feel him flooded through my veins and I knew I wanted to do it more than ever.
His lips left mine to trail wet kisses down my neck as his hand still cupped my center. I tilted my head back, giving him more space. He sucked at my skin, making me leave a low groan from my swollen lips.
I moaned loudly when he slid a finger in me, making my stomach twist. My hormones were crazy and my hands left his shoulders to land by my sides, taking fistfuls of the sheets. He moved his finger in and out slowly and I could feel pressure building in my stomach.
I closed my eyes when he slid another finger in me, his thumb circling my clit and teasing me. He let a throaty groan when I tugged at his hair and sucked harder on my collarbone, making my skin ache slightly.
"Harry.." I gasped.
The temperature in the room was running high as his fingers worked inside of me, making the pleasure course my body. I panted when he threw the towel on the ground, leaving my body lying naked on the bed.
His tongue travelled down my breasts where he sucked. My heart was racing inside my chest as butterflies danced in my stomach, the pleasure creating sweat and heat. His fingers curled upwards to increase the pressure in my stomach, taking my breath away.
His tongue traced circles around my stomach before his lips met my hipbones. He pulled his fingers out, sending a jolt of dissapointment through me. I opened my eyes to look down at him. He was staring up at me with lust in his eyes that burned my skull.
When his tongue licked my center, I was sent at cloud 9. The blissful moment of pure desire brought my heart to the edge and when I finally felt the ball of satisfaction and pleasure explode, I was thrown into a ball of orgasm.
My body felt weaker but still turned on. I wanted more but I wasn't really sure if I could. Harry came and lied next to me, wrapping his strong arm around my waist before pressing his lips on my collarbone once.
"That's what you do to me and I can't control myself.." he whispered with his raspy voice.
I was breathless. I couldn't even say a word so I decided to stay quiet and try to catch my breath.
"Now c'mon," he said gently, tacking a strand of my hair behind my ear. "Let's drink our tea and then we can get dressed for my surprise." he smiled.
I nodded, finally breathing normally. He took my hand in his and stood up, pulling me on my feet with him. His eyes travelled down my naked body once again. He then let go of my hand and pulled his tee over his head. He handed me the tee and kissed my cheek before walking over to the couch.
With weak knees, I wore his tee and joined him. I sat on his lap as we both watched TV and for a moment, everything felt normal again. Harry kept making jokes while I tried to drink my tea without spiting it out or chocking. He was doing it on purpose.
"C'mon, tell me. How do you want your first time to be?" he teased.
I rolled my eyes, my cheeks blushing. "Harry.." I whined.
He snickered and held me closer. "Do you want it to be in bed? In the bathroom? On the beach?" he asked.
I hid my face in my hands, my entire face flushing. He laughed even harder at this. "C'mon baby, it's just a question," he teased, pinching my side.
I let a small squeak and pulled my hands back to look at him. He was cheekily grinning at me, amused with my status. "In bed." I replied shyly.
"With candles and all that or hard sex?" he asked, raising a brow.
"I think I've told you enough."
"No, I need more informations."
"Too bad you won't get any."
Silence for a couple of seconds as we both stared at the TV.
"I bet you want candles and roses because you're a romantic type." he broke the silence, making me groan. "I'm right, aren't I?" he pressed, pinching my side once more.
I squeaked again and he laughed. The sound made my heart plummer and I couldn't help but adore his laugh. I shook my head in amusement and leaned my head against his shoulder.
"Yes, you're right." I sighed smiling.
"Hmm." he hummed smirking. He then looked at the clock and patted my lap once. "C'mon, time to get ready," he winked.
I stood up from his lap and ran a hand through my hair. "Okay, simple outfit?" I asked as I walked towards the closet.
"Yep," he followed me. "No need for high heels and all that."
"Where are we going again?"
"I'm not telling you." he pinched my bum, making me squeak again. I gave him a playful glare and he made a funny face. Our laughs filled the air in the room and it felt right.
"Why can't you just stop being so misterious?" I teased, reaching for the bag with the new clothes I bought earlier this morning.
"Because I lo-," he stopped himself, making my heart freeze. His eyes widened slightly before he recovered by clearing his throat. "Because I like it when you don't know." he corrected himself and quickly left the room.
I shook my head and took a deep breath. He was so close to saying it again, yet he prefered to change it. Maybe that's how Harry is. Maybe he prefers to put love back and keep his emotions hidden. Even when it comes to me.
Deciding to let it go, I placed all my bags on my bed and started picking out clothes.
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