AN: REMINDER that Bessa represents all annoying main characters in fanfics, so not just Tessa. And sorry for the late update!!

Bessa began to cry even harder, to the point where it was like really ugly crying -like the girl even surpassed my pre crying face with her smeared mascara and snot, it was like someone had told her to cry as if a bandmember from her favorite band had just left the group.

Yeah, that kind of crying.

Harry and I watched her from the side like she was some new telivision show, the both of us sharing a tub of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream with two spoons as she hid her face and sobbed uncontrollably.

"I can't believe- he just- he just left me like that!" She wailed out, bringing up Niall once again who had left a few moments ago before she started to choke on her tears as I gingerly handed her a box of tissues.

"Didn't you tell him that if he didn't leave you alone you'd never forgive him?" I questioned, raising my brow in confusion as Harry and I placed the tub of ice cream down and approached her small heaving figure.

"Yes but I didn't think he'd actually do it! I was hoping he would follow me!" She practically screeched in frustration, breaking down all over again as I scrunched my face at her answer while exchanging "what the fuck" looks with Harry.

"What do you mean?" Harry mouthed at me with a dimpled smile, not really saying anything out loud as he looked at Bessa between us before raising his hands at his sides, shrugging his shoulders and mouthing the lyrics to that catchy Justin Bieber song.

I started to dance behind Bessa to go along with his unspoken lyrics, crouching and jutting my arms out into the air making the both of us laugh silently until Bessa snapped her head up to look at us with watery eyes.

"I'm so..." She began, pucking her lip out before she looked up at Harry with big innocent looking blue eyes.

"Depressed.." She pouted, a tear trailing down her flushed cheek at the perfect time as Harry blinked at her unphased.

"And I care because-"

"What Harry's trying to say is," I cut in, quickly trying to catch her attention as I placed a wary hand on her shoulder as a sign of comfort before she looked up at me with a subtle hint if annoyance on her face.

"Is that maybe... I don't know, for once, you should go after Niall and you guys should just talk things out. No yelling or anything, just hear eachother out and take turns speaking so there's no misunderstandings and you can see it from his point of view." I offered with a supporting smile as she gave me a blank expression.

"I definitely agree with Nat," Harry spoke up, clearing his throat before he placed his hands on Bessa's dainty shoulders.

"Run to him." Harry began in a serious and endearing tone making Bessa's eyes widen before a faint blush crept on her face.

"And don't come back, alright have a nice day." He finished, swiflty turning her around until her back was to him as he tried to push her towards the door.

"Wait!" She squeaked out, because for some reason she's part mouse and everytime something comes out of that girl's mouth it's either a squeak or a cry.

"I think I'm just going to stare at the wall and be depressed." Bessa concluded, directing her statement towards me as I pursed my lips and tilted my head to the side a bit while Harry brought his head back and let out an irritated groan.

"Or you could take action and figure out the problem between you and Niall." I tried one more time, making her look between the wall of my living room and the door as if mentally contemplating her options.

"No I am just going to stare at the wall." She said before walking off, taking one of my chairs and dragging it all the way to the corner of the room before plopping herself down and doing just what she had said with an overexasperated sigh.

"Are you kidding me." I said under my breath, staring at her in disbelief before rubbing my face in frustration making Harry chuckle at my reaction.

"I can just kick her out." Harry said with a shrug but I shook my head no, especially when Bessa made her head do a ninety degree exorcist turn at Harry's words causing him and I to cringe in surprise.

"Kidding, he's kidding, you can stare at the wall all day, we got- we got time." I quickly assured, letting out a nervous laugh making her slowly turn her head back to the wall as Harry and I let out small sighs of relief.

"Yo the bitch is possessed so I'm out." I said, dropping my smile and turning to Harry with a serious face before I saluted him and tried to walk to the door, only for him to grab me by the back of my shirt stopping my actions.

"Ohp, here we go again with the man handling." I breathed out in annoyance, crossing my arms over my chest trying to free myself from Harry's grip as he watched me struggle with an amused smirk, still holding the fabric of my shirt from behind.

"No, you're stuck with me to babysit the psycho chick whether you like it or not." Harry said, his voice deep and threatening before he finally let go of my top, only to immediatly pull me against him, my back flushed against his chest as he wrapped his arms around my neck from behind and rested his chin on my head.

"What are you thinking of." I interrogated, feeling relaxed at our close proximity as I slightly ran my lips tenderly against the skin of his forearm since his arms covered a bit of my lower face.

"I'm thinking about putting you in a head lock and climbing on the couch with you still in my arms before jumping back and body slamming you to the floor for telling that girl she can stay here and watch my wall all day." Harry growled in my ear, his lips brushing against the skin of my neck as my eyes widened.

"Bessa help! Help me!" I wheezed out, throwing my arms and legs in the air trying to push myself off Harry as he laughed.

I laughed along with him before I sunk my teeth into his arm, gently biting him in an attempt to free myself causing Harry's laughter to immediatly die on his lips before he gripped my chin, pulling my head back against his chest as he glared down at me.

"Don't bite me." He grit out, not letting go of my chin in his large hand forcing me to look up at him as my eyes widened in shock when I realized the he wasn't mad, but aroused.

"My boy got a biting kink! I'm dead!" I burst out in laughter, making Harry let go of me with a groan of irritation as I taunted him.

I continued to throw my head back and cackle, raising my knee to nudge his side as I bounced on the balls of my feet, playfully shoving at him before he smirked and caught my ankle, keeping me hopping in place in front of him.

"How many kinks you got?" I asked, hopping in the same place trying to steady my balance as Harry rolled his eyes, a sly smile still on his face.

"You really wanna know?" He questioned in an almost challenging tone, his voice gravelly and promising as I nodded.

"I've got a little pain kink." Harry said, his hands trailing up my ankle to my calf as he tugged me forward slightly, forcing me to hop forward.

"I've got a daddy kink too, you should know you do really bad things to me when you call me daddy..." He purred, his eyes now a darkened green as his hands traveled up to the upper part of my calf, continuing to pull me towards him by my leg with each sentence as I started to hypervenilate.

"And I also got a big spanking kink baby." Harry smirked, his hands now on my thigh as he pulled me against his body, my hands pressed against his broad chest, one of his hands hoisting one of my legs up around his waist while the other gripped my ass with our faces only inches apart.

I swear Bessa was just watching in the back convulsing in her chair.

"I got a Fetty Wap kink." I brought up, trying to bite my lip to keep from smiling as Harry's eyes widened in confusion, giving me a weirded out expression as I struggled to keep a straight face.

"Yeah like, when I suck yo dick I want you to do that yeaahhhhh babe Fetty does in the beginning of that song My Way. Oh, and do that squaahh thing he does, that turns me on." I said, breaking my act as I smiled when Harry laughed at my requests, dropping my leg and backing up before cupping the sides of his mouth and letting out a squaahhh making the both of us snicker, shoving at one another playfully.

A knock sounded from the front door causing the both of us to look at the direction of the banging, an excited smile growing on my face as Harry frowned in annoyance.

"Seriously, I don't want any more people in my fucking flat." Harry ground out as I rushed to the door.

"Open up! We got some bah-beh-kyoo!" I heard Carlos announce from the other side before I opened the door, all of us letting out loud ayeee's at the sight of eachother, Carlos holding a dozen balloons while Georgia had a large tuperware full of her homemade barbeque as Bernie played with the large stuffed bear in his arms.

"I called everyone up since you just got out of the hospital." I informed Harry who was now at my side with a confused expression as they all shuffled inside before I closed the door.

"Yeah, happy you're alive man." Bernie smiled, handing the large white toy polar bear to Harry who had to wrap his whole arms around it, the stuffed animal almost the same size of his body.

"I got you balloons. The ones with words cost an extra five cents so I just wrote 'Yay you're not dead' in sharpie on all of them." Carlos explained, placing the balloons next to Harry as Harry peeked his head out from the side of the bear to give us all a look.

"It was just a fever." He mumbled, his cheeks flushing as he placed the bear on the couch while rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly making me smile since I could tell he was trying to contain how truly happy he was.

"Not just a fever sugar, you were in the hospital. Everytime one of us gets out of the hospital we all celebrate our health with some of my barbeque ribs." Georgia informed with an endearing smile, taking out paper plates and plastic untensils from her oversized bag as we all gathered around the table with watering mouths.

"Georgia only makes ribs for this occasion." Bernie said with excitement, practically jumping on his feet in anticipation as she peeled off the plastic lid from the tuperware, the smell of barbeque immediatly filling the air.

We all inhaled deeply and let out sighs of satisfaction at the smell.

"Hey Bessa, you want some food?" I asked, making her turn in her chair as her eyes widened at the sight of Carlos, Bernie, and Georgia, taking in their tattoos and piercings with a judgemental look on her face.

"I'm so lost without him..." She choked out, ignoring my question as everyone looked at her in the corner of the room.

"I'm like a bird with no wings, a song with no melody..." She sighed, her voice quivering.

"A prostitute with no pimp." Carlos butt in making Bessa cringe at his words while Bernie chuckled.

"You can all have fun without me, I will just stay here and mope in sorrow, by myself, with no one else..." She sighed, slumping her shoulders as she gave all of us a sad puppy dog pout.

The whole room went silent.

"You heard the girl let's eat!" Carlos announced, causing everyone to erupt in loud commotion as we all greedily reached out for the food in the middle of the table.

"Wait, wait, I'll join too!" Bessa said once she realized the attention wasn't on her anymore, shooting up from her chair in the corner as she joined us.

"Su'p, I'm Carlos." Carlos introduced when Bessa stood by his side, offering her a rib as she stared at the food in his hand before she looked back at his face.

"I have a boyfriend." She muttered before taking her own rib from the plate making Bernie choke on his food as Carlos leaned back, giving her a look before placing his hand over his chest.

"The fuck.." Carlos said, exhanging looks between Bernie and I as he nudged his head towards Bessa in disbelief.

"Hey, who is that girl anyways?" Georgia leaned into my side, her voice a slight hush as Bessa placed her rib down after nibbling on it for five seconds.

"I think she's one of Harry's friends." I answered back in a low tone.

"She's not my friend." Harry cut in immediatly as a look of hurt flashed over Bessa's small features.

"Look Harry, I know things aren't the same between us ever since Niall came in to my life but you just have to accept the fact that I've moved on." Bessa stated making everyone in the room quiet down and look between her and Harry.

"Are you fucking kidding me? Do you really think I give a fuck? The only reason I'm letting you stay here is because Niall told me to keep an eye on you and practically babysit your whiney ass but don't think for a second I won't kick you out if you piss me off." Harry threatened, his menacing voice echoing throughout the room as Bernie coughed while Bessa looked like she was about to cry all over again.

"Wow I love coming over here, someone's always getting roasted in this place." Carlos commented, casually sucking on the bone of his rib as his brown eyes excitedly darted between Bessa and Harry.

"You and Niall are both the same! I've had it with men!" Bessa exclaimed before she yanked the rib that I was eating right out of my hand before stuffing it down Harry's pants and running out of the room in tears.

Well that... that just happened.

"Damnn... I ain't cleanin that." Georgia laughed, shaking her head as we all eyed Harry's stiff posture, his eyes wide with surprise and anger and his fists clenched at his sides as I casually retrieved my rib from the front of his pants and tossed it on the table.

"That rib is now blessed." I concluded as Bernie and Carlos let out an amen while Harry exhaled a sigh of frustration.

"Sellin this shit on ebay right here." Carlos said, taking the rib and putting it in a ziploc.

"You got barbecue sauce down there." I noted with a smile, trying to hold back my laugh as Harry's irritated expression as I tried to wipe some sauce on his lower stomach with some napkins.

"I'm going to kick that bitch out I swear..." Harry growled, his eyes never leaving my face as I wiped at his lower stomach, retracting my hand back when I started to get way too close to his happy trail only making him grab my wrist to stop me, putting my hand back on his lower stomach before he leaned forward.

"I think you missed some Nat, you can always just lick it off me if you want, just like how I licked that whipped cream off your sweet shaking body." He whispered in my ear for only me to hear as I pursed my lips and rolled my eyes, shaking my head at him trying to not act like what he had just said didn't just totally disintegrate my underwear.

"You know what I like to lick?" I  mused, going on my tiptoes to whisper the words in his ear making Harry's breathing increase ever so slightly.

"I like to lick my thumb when I turn the page of my bible." I said out loud, licking my thumb and pretending to turn an imaginary page in the air as Harry glared at me in annoyance, letting go of me while I laughed at his disappointed reaction.

"I hope you two know you guys suck at whispering." Bernie informed making the both Harry and I snap our heads towards our three friends who were watching us with knowing looks.

"You two definitely don' did the nasty." Georgia concluded as Carlos found the discarded tub of ice cream on the table Harry and I had left a while ago before picking out all the cookie dough and eating it.

I found out that both Harry and I were blushing before we shuffled away from eachother to create a greater distance between us as Harry swallowed, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly while I looked at my feet.

"So... you guys boyfriend and girlfriend now?" Bernie practically squealed, sounding way too hopeful as he smirked at me and gave me two thumbs up with his pudgy hands.

Harry and I exchanged looks, scrunching our faces at eachother with exasperated smiles before we both said "no" in unison.

"We're just... you know, friends." Harry shrugged while I nodded in confirmation as Carlos threw his head back and let out a "not this bullshit again."

"Yeah, cause I'm always balls deep in my friends too." Carlos said with a blank look before he leaned closer to Georgia.

"Isn't that right Georgia..." He purred, wiggling his eyebrows at her as she maintained her bored expression and narrowed her eyes at him.

"You've got two point three seconds to back the fuck off me." She said, shifting her weight on one leg as she crossed her arms over her chest and glared at Carlos.

"Look I think I get it you guys," Bernie began, rubbing the palms of his hands together before he brough them forward and gestured between Harry and I as they leaned forward and observed us like we were part of a museum.

Which I could kind of relate to when they look at Harry, he was more like a masterpiece, I mean even his hands were a work of art all on their own.

"Natalie doesn't want Harry to be her boyfriend because she's only seen bad relationships whenever her friends had boyfriends and Harry doesn't want Natalie to be his girlfriend because his last relationships sucked ass." Bernie finished before he let out a sigh of content and stroked his beard in satisfaction.

"When did you become Oprah?" Carlos snorted from besides him as Harry and I gaped at Bernie in shocked.

"What, I got hooked on reading a lot of fanfics. I know this shit." Bernie said with a cocky shrug.

"No one is paying attention to me!" I heard Bessa suddenly cry from Harry's room making Harry face palm as Georgia rolled her eyes.

"I'm gonna take a shower, you guys can make yourselves at home like you usually do." Harry teased the three before I smiled at his playful attitude and gathered all the paper plates, trying to clean up until I felt him tug at the hem of my shirt.

"No not you," Harry said, directing his sentence at me making me furrow my brows in confusion before he held the fabric of my shirt in his hand, tugging me into the hallway as I followed him.

"I was just gonna clean up and check on Bessa while you-"

"No, you're coming in the shower with me." Harry said, lowering his voice as he looked down at me with a dimpled smirk as I raised my brows at him before I opened my mouth.

"Now when you say come...."

++

"You undressing for me Nat?" I heard Harry ask from behind his shower curtain.

"Yup, just for you." I responded absentmindly, my clothes still on as I sat myself on the bathroom counter, patiently waiting for the bucket inside the sink to fill up with cold water as Harry continued to take his shower.

"I want you to know that Bernie was right." He suddenly spoke up, his voice a bit muffled from the water as I looked at the curtains in confusion.

"About what?"

"About the girlfriend thing..." He said, sounding cautious as I waited for him to continue.

"Look, I've only ever had two girlfriends in my life and they all sucked, and not in the good way. Shit, Lisa ended up becoming lesbian or bi and my first girlfriend was just, I really truly cared about my first girlfriend but it ended badly." Harry explained, sounding torn making me shut off the sink as I neared the shower curtain.

"I don't want that to happen to us." He finished as I peeked my head into the shower, pushing the curtain aside a bit to find Harry in all his naked glory, leaning his forehead against the wall looking sad as the water cascaded down his tone muscular back.

Forever blessed man.

"It's not dude, we're good." I told him in a soft tone, making him look up and turn to me through the water as we both shared small smiles.

"Why aren't you naked?" He suddenly asked, making my eyes widen in realization before I blinked down at my clothes and closed the curtain:

"Sorry! Sorry! One second." I assured him, quickly running to the sink, carrying the bucket of cold water and cradling it in my arms as I tiptoed towards the shower.

"If you don't want me to spank your ass raw in this shower I suggest you put the fucking bucket down." He suddenly said when I was only a few inches away from the curtain, my whole body freezing at his words as my face fell with disappointment.

"But I- but I waited so long man... please..." I begged, hugging the bucket to my chest.

Harry peeked his head from the shower curtain to narrow his eyes at me, glaring at me intensley before he rolled his eyes and let out a sigh of defeat.

"Fine, but just this-"

I didn't even let him finish his sentence before I pushed the curtain to the side and dumped the freezing water on his body laughing maniacally.

"Jesus that's fucking cold! At least give me a warning!" He shot up, raising his voice as he tried to press himself against the corner of the shower to get away from the cold water, hugging himself and shivering before I fully emptied the bucket with one last laugh.

"Aw you're so cute." I teased with a smile as he chuckled.

"Just hurry and get in here, the water's coming out." Harry said in a playful tone shaking his head at me as he closed the curtain a bit but not all the way so he could still watch me undressed.

"I'ma comin, I'ma comin," I told him, dragging my sweats off my legs before pulling my shirt over my head.

Harry watched me the whole time, his head peeking out from the curtains like a creeper with a perveted dimpled smirk on my face making me laugh at him before I unclasped my bra and took off my boy shorts, revealing my whole bare body to him.

His green eyes flickered up and down my body with my arms covering my chest just because it was kind of chilly before his gaze landed on my crotch area.

"Hey look there's hair now." He smirked, pointing at my vagina as my eyes widened at his words before I looked down as well.

Harry's only ever seen my down town area fully waxed since I just had a brazillian before that night at his cabin, but now it's been a month since then and there was a little bit of hair growing.

Too much information?

Well yeah it sucks, that's just how the body was and at times like these I really wish I was just one of those main characters in fanfictions who never have to shave and always had a bald pussy.

But let's be real here.

"I mean, it's not that much..." I said, feeling a blush creep on my face as I laughed nervously only making Harry smirk at my flustered reaction.

It was true though, I swear to god it wasn't like I had grown some large untamed tumbleweed down there, it was just sporting a light little aftershave mustache that's all.

"C'mere." Harry urged with a smile, gesturing me to come into the shower as I stepped inside, making him immediatly wrap his arms around me, my bare chest pressed against his as he rested his chin on the top of my head while my body relaxed, relishing in his warmth and trying to ignore his boner.

"So are you gonna let it grow..." Harry asked after a few moments making me push away from him with a slack jaw as he laughed at my reaction.

"Shut up. It's not like you're exactly hairless either." I laughed, motioning towards his length as he pinched my face, making me slap his hands away in annoyance.

"Aw, is wittle Nat embarrassed." Harry teased, absolutely loving my mortified expression as I tried to cover my crotch.

"I'm teasing I'm teasing," He chuckled, grabbing my wrists and taking my hands away before he brought them around his neck as he held me by the waist.

"I love your body Natalie, and having hair is normal. I don't care if I have to have a pair of weed wackers before I go down on you-"

We both burst out laughing, making me push myself off him before I playfully punched him in the arm as he tried to block my hits.

"You could grow it and I'll start calling your pussy dumbledore or maybe chewbacca... or Bush." He snickered making me flip him off.

"I hate you." I mumbled with a smile, covering my face with my hands to hide the burning blush on my cheeks as Harry poked at my hands.

"In the jungle the mighty jungle..." Harry sang out, bringing my hands away from my face as I shook my head and laughed, singing along with him.

"A-weem-ba-wah, a-weem-ba-wa," I chanted in a deep voice, while Harry did the high part as we intwined our fingers and raised our hands, swaying them side to side trying to hold back our laughs before he lowered his head, resting his forehead against mine while we smiled at one another.

"You cold?" Harry asked in concern, taking note of how I was slightly shivering, partially because he was the only one under the warm water but mostly because it was such a chilling experience to pressed against Harry's naked wet body in a shower.

"Yeah." I nodded, hoping he'd let me get some of the water as he smirked.

"Ha, that sucks. You should move more on this side, the water feels great." He teased, stepping back into the warm water, making me step forward only for him to place his large hand on my face, stopping me from advancing as I tried to grab at him.

"Wow, the water's great Nat..." Harry taunted, gargling some of the liquid as I shoved him away to make room for myself before I went under the water.

"You know people do only one thing when they're in a shower together..." Harry said from behind, his lips at my ear as he wrapped his arms around me, grabbing some soap and "cleaning" my chest.

And I think you can guess what we did.

That's right, we did a whole full out sing off in that shower because everyone knows there are some bomb ass accoustics in bathrooms.

Of course Harry won with his stupid angel like voice and high notes while we pretended the shampoo was our microphone.

Just as we're about finished showering a knock sounds from the door.

"Harry, it's me Bessa." Bessa greeted in a small voice making both Harry and I freeze in the shower as we saw her silhouette through the curtain when she entered the room.

"I just wanted to apologize for how I acted, I am sorry, I am usually not like that. It was rude and childish of me." She began while Harry shut the water off, pecking my cheek before he peeked his head out from the curtain.

"Oh yeah sure, that, whatever, hand me those two towels." Harry ordered, making Bessa gulp before she brought him the white cloths as I pinched his bum, catching his attention while I mouthed the words "please and thank you."

"Oh right, thanks Bessa." He muttered half heartedly, still smiling at me as he took the towels and handed me one.

"I was going to ask you... um... that girl. The one you're close with... are you two..." Bessa trailed off awkwardly, not knowing I was behind the curtain as well.

"We're just friends." Harry said before he pushed the curtain aside when we had our towels on, obviously startling Bessa when she spotted me as Harry got out and grabbed my hand to help me step out as well.

"Oh." She squeaked, her blue eyes wide and her face a bright red as she looked between Harry and I.

"Hi I'm Nat, I don't think we really introduced ourselves properly." I said, giving her a slight nod as she continued to gawk at me while Harry grabbed another towel and tried drying my hair from behind before kissing the side of my neck.

"I-I thought you two were just friends." She stuttered out, a look I couldn't quite decipher flashing over her features as Harry and I exchanged looks.

"We are." We both said.

"Right.... um, I'll just let you two have your uh, your privacy then." She stammered, backing out of the room before her heated blue eyes narrowed into slits when she looked at me, jealousy washing over her face.

"Slut." She mumbled under her breath in a barely audible voice and out of everyone in the whole room, Harry was the one who snapped.

Harry brought me behind him and reached for the door, adruptly closing it shut before Bessa could leave as he glared down at her, his green eyes wide with pure uncontrolled rage as his whole body tensed.

"What the fuck did you call my girl."