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Twenty-five

I became helplessly lost in Harry's kisses again.

After our long talk, he inched closer to the chair I was sitting in and started kissing me again. And I had kissed him back eagerly.

"Bliss, would you wait for me here one second, whilst I hop over to my bedroom for a condom?" he asked.

"Yeah...sure....I don't know" I mumbled. I was feeling really conflicted at the moment. One part of me wanted to rip his clothes off and kiss every inch of his beautiful body, and for a fraction of a second, I even consider going without the condom. Another part of me, the self-conscious one, was deeply mortified. Things had been all right when it had only been me and him.

Then Anna and Gemma had entered into the picture.

They were sleeping under the same roof.

We'd be practically shagging next to his mum and sister.

"What's wrong, baby?" he whispered in my ear, running his hands up and down my back. It was a good thing we were sitting down; my legs were still not functioning properly. If we'd been standing up, I would have fainted.

"What if your mum or sister wake up and see you holding a condom?" I asked, "they'll now we are about to have sex. It's so embarrassing."

"I'll be really quiet," he offered, "and they are deep sleepers. The chances of them waking up are very slim."

"But there is a chance they might wake up, is it not?" I insisted.

"Yeah, there is," he said in a defeated tone.

"I'm sorry," I said, staring at the floor since I couldn't bear to look at the disappointment in his angelic face and starting to pull away from him.

He pulled away as well, his arms were no longer around me. It was what I deserved. I had let him down, I was not worthy of his cuddles.

He was surely going to fire me now.

"I knew you'd mess this up for us," said self-worth smugly, inside my brain.

"It's not too late, just let me out and we'll have" the Naughty robe could be heard saying from somewhere inside my suitcase.

Surprisingly Harry didn't get up and leave, but reached for my hands and kneaded his fingers with mine, and said: "Hey, don't apologize, baby, it's okay."

"Is it?" I asked. Self-worth stepped up again, with its sarcastic voice "Ha! There you go again. Just repeating everything he says. You're downright pathetic."

"Leave her alone, he seems to like her," Hope answered back.

Harry continued to hold on to my hands and said "Baby, listen. I think things turning out the way the did tonight is a really good thing."

"You're just being nice," I told him, "you don't really mean that. You are disappointed, I know."

"Not really, " he replied, "of course I wanted to make love to you tonight and have a major case of blue balls at the moment. But I do think you are right about taking things slow and not jumping into bed right away."

"I'm not usually right," I said, and Self-worth agreed with me wholeheartedly.

"Oh, Bliss don't doubt yourself like that" You're brilliant," Harry said.

"But you didn't really have a very good time with me tonight." I insisted.

"Hey, we talked and it was amazing," He countered, "I've never had that kind of talk. I figured it was a conversation couples had when they had been together at least six months."

Couples? Had he said couples? Was he talking about us? Me and him? Bliss and Harry, a couple? Hope was jumping and clapping around, giddy with happiness in my brain.

"Are we a couple?" I asked, tentatively. Inwardly telling Hope to calm down, because he might say no, and then Hope would come crashing down and it'll be unbearable.

"We are, at least I hope you feel the same way." He said, sounding dubious. "we just agreed to be exclusive."

"I....er...mmmm. err. I do, I do" I managed to say. "I do feel the same."

"I know it's soon, and it's early days and all," He said, tightening his grip on my hands and causing me to blush all over, "I love that you get all shy on me and blush."

"Well, you must admit it's unprecedented," I answered, "It's only September and you know for your winter girlfriends" And then I gasped, horrified! How could I had said that!! Hope stopped dancing in my head and began worrying instead.

"That's all you Bliss, you've made me break my pattern," he said, laughingly. "but we had that conversation already, about my supposed girlfriends. It all came about by press stories because I usually got a break from work in winter and that's when I had a bit of free time to date."

"I shouldn't have said that" I admitted.

"Hey, no worries. I'm just glad we are going on a third date tomorrow and I'll get to see you naked." He said smirkingly.

"Tomorrow?" I said worriedly, "but...but we'll be flying back from San Francisco, and your mum, your sister, the band and the entire tour crew will know we are having sex. I'll die of embarrassment."

"No, they won't" Harry declared.

"Yes, they will." I sustained, "they'll be coming here to LA after the show. They'll know."

"They won't." He repeated, he had moved closer to me and was nuzzling at my ear, which was making me all shivery. "Mum and Gemma, and the band, and Lou and Lambert, and the crew will sleep in San Francisco and come back to LA early day after tomorrow. They all want to spend a little time in San Francisco."

"Then is just us flying back?" I kept at it, "they'll know we are up to something."

"I doubt it," he said, kissing my shoulder. "they'll just assume we have work to do."

"I guess you are right," I said giving in and kissing the top of his head.

"I am right." He said, going back to kissing my lips. "You're too far away baby, I need you closer."

He pulled me to him, so I was off my chair and sitting on his thighs, facing him.

He slid his tongue into mine, and got me all shivery, and goosebumpy and giddy again, he bit my ear as I tugged his hair, and then his mouth with his luscious lips and tongue latched on to my neck. I moaned. (I had never ever moaned like this before).

His hand cupped my right breast again, this time he stopped and looked at me as if asking for permission. I just pressed closer to him and started nibbling his neck. His hands slid down my tee, voraciously caressing my skin.

"Oh, Bliss!" he let out, "You're driving me fucking insane! But we need to stop this right now. We need to calm down."

"We do" I agreed, my hands, however, didn't concur as they rubbed Harry's back.

Harry's mouth wasn't listening either. It was sucking my breast, over my tee and I was as aroused as if I had been naked, and we were having lips to nipple contact. He

was that good.

"Shit!" Harry said, stopping suddenly.

I stopped as well. I didn't trust myself to speak at the moment, had I done something wrong? Had I hurt him?

He lifted me up from his lap and deposited me on the floor.

He stood up.

This was not looking good. Although the bulge on his pants did look amazing!

"Bliss, Bliss, Bliss," he said repeatedly.

"Yes?!" I squeaked out. What was happening?

"I..er..mm.." he began, "I...we...I need to go now. If need to take a very cold, very long shower and try to get some sleep."

"I..well...sure" I said, humiliated. He clearly didn't want me. I had been awful "Of course, you've got a show tomorrow and need the rest."

"Oh, baby!" he said, "it's not that at all. I'm used to getting little sleep, besides I can nod off in the bus."

"You're sure eager to go," I answered, with a bit of resentment. (Well, with a lot of resentment, I was hurt. One minute he seemed to want me and the next he was going).

"Believe me, I don't want to go at all." He answered, "It's taken all my will power to do so."

"Don't go then," I told him.

"If I don't, I won't be able to stop myself, and I'll fuck you so hard not only my mum and sister will find out. The whole LA city will know."

"We could cuddle maybe?" I lied. If he kissed me once more, I would jump his bones.

"No baby, we couldn't." he chuckled, "there's no way I could just sleep and cuddle you tonight. I'd fuck you long and hard."

"Would you?" I asked, delighted!! He did want me.

"No doubt about it," he said. "It's gonna be really hard to wait until tomorrow."

"Well, we don't necessarily have to wait." I said, "you can still get that condom from your room, right?"

"Sure thing" he answered.

At that precise moment, his phone rang. He took it out of his pocket. "It's Gemma," he told me.

He talked to her quietly for a minute, then he turned to me and explained that Gemma didn't know he was back home, that Anne was a lot better but was feeling nauseous. Peppermint essential oil, usually helped but they hadn't found any in Harry's bathroom cabinets.

"I gotta go help her find the oil," he said, with a hint of regret in his voice. "I'd rather stay."

"Go tend to your mum," I said.

"I'm clearly not gonna get laid tonight." He said, pouting. "I can look for the peppermint oil and the condoms, but they'll know what's up and I don't think you're comfortable with that just yet."

"We'll have tomorrow, won't we?" I asked him, a bit anxiously. Hoping he hadn't changed his mind.

"Definitely, we will." He confirmed, "it's gonna be pure torture to wait that long."

"You'll manage," I teased him.

"I'll have to." He said resignedly. "You know what'll help?

"What?"

"Can I get a sneak peek?" he said, grabbing my hips with both his hands and tugging at the bottom of my tee.

"All right," I conceded, "But not touching and you need to be farther away. Go stand by the door."

"Is it really necessary? He moaned.

"Believe me, it is" I responded. I was having a hard time controlling myself also.

He made his way to my bedroom door with a silly grin on his face, skipping in a silly way as he went.

"Ready?" I asked.

He nodded.

I took my shirt off, and Harry's eyes nearly popped out of his face.

"Tomorrow I'm gonna be the luckiest guy in the world." He said, no too subtly grabbing his crotch.

He blew me a kiss goodnight, I caught it and blew him another. Air kisses would have to suffice for now, as we could no longer be trusted to be near each other tonight.

Still shirtless, I went into the ensuite and nearly died when I looked at my reflection on the mirror. In my nervousness to look good that morning I had not put on my sexy lacey bra, but a plain boring beige one. "Harry seemed to like it" Hope said timidly. "I pray you're are right," I told it.

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Dressing for the first day of tour didn't prove to be so difficult, since we had all agreed on wearing our black Treat People With Kindness tees, with white lettering. Those had been issued to the crew only. In the merch store, the same tee was sold in white and pink, there was talk of making some yellow ones, and also some in white and In black with rainbow letters for the next leg of the tour next year, since it would no longer take place in small venues but in arenas.

Since I was only going to be gone for the day and was coming back at night I didn't have to pack, something for which I was truly thankful.

Packing is a hideous thing to do. I'm sure that truly evil people, who get sent to hell are punished by making them spend all eternity packing massive hips of clothing in pitifully tiny suitcases.

Thinking about hellish punishments made my mind jump to heavenly rewards, which of course meant the angelic feel of Harry's kisses, and set off countless butterflies in my stomach.

With these happy thoughts, I put on a denim A-line skirt that fell a few inches short off my knees. (Just the right length to look sexy and cute at the same time), white trainers, and the tour tee and bomber jacket. For a fun touch, I added big gold-colored hoop earrings and several rings in my fingers. Allegra had been pushing me to wear the multiple ring look for some time, but I had refused because at the time I felt that my engagement ring soon would be joined in my finger by a wedding band and that was all I would ever need. Stubbornly, Allegra had stuck several fingers in my suitcase "Maybe Harry and his many rings will inspire you whilst you're on tour, besides these are only high street rings no big deal" she had said.

I decided against taking a purse. Instead, I just chucked everything into my rucksack. Since we were going to San Francisco on the bus but weren't returning on it, I figured I'd have to carry whatever I took with me around the theatre.

My rucksack did feel a little heavier and bulkier than usual. Besides my laptop and journals, it now also held my workout clothes (Harry had explained we'd leave early and have a workout with the band in the venue), an extra tour tee (just in case), and the things I needed to get ready for my date with Harry after the show (a pretty flowery top, sandals, make up bag and wipes, moisturizer, hairbrush, dry shampoo, hair spray, deodorant, perfume). It crossed my mind for a second that maybe I could leave the beauty products behind, since Lou was going to be there doing Harry's hair for the show, and I could easily borrow what I needed form her, but I was afraid she might ask why I was changing clothing and retouching my hair and makeup.

I wasn't ready to answer any questions. Harry had said we were boyfriend and girlfriend last night, but it all felt unreal, ethereal as if it belonged in a dream.

I needed more time with him, before talking with other people about us seeing each other. All things considered, he was still my boss.

And he was also a guy. There was always the possibility that all his declarations about us being exclusive might have been a spur of the moment thing because last night he was horny.

"Bliss, don't go doubting our boy, Harry." Hope was telling me off, inside my head. "He was sincere yesterday."

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I know we are all getting frustrated along with Harry & Bliss. It's a little more of a wait, I know. They'll get there.

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