"Ah Mr. Styles!" A man in a suit walks over to us. There's five minuets before showtime, so me and Harry are backstage with everyone waiting till final curtain call. "May I have a picture?" He frantically asks. "Yes of course Mr. Baker, you don't even have to ask." Harry smiles politely. "Do you mind?" The owner of the stadium asks handing me his phone. I snap the picture and give his phone back. "Lovely. Thanks for the shot!" He soon disappears behind doors.

"Oh Mr.Styles, may I have a picture." I mimic what the owner said just seconds ago.

Harry raises his eyebrows starring at me. "Hey Ry," he says leaning towards my ear. "If you call me Mr. Styles one more time, I'm gonna have to take you over there." He says pointing toward a black bin that stores stage equipment. "And bend you over." He whispers while squeezing my bottom. "And fuck you so hard that-"

"Alright showtime boys!" Carter, their stage manager interrupts us.

"We'll finish this later." He gives me a wink before backing away.

I stand there breathless. It still amazes me how his dirty words can affect me like this.

--

"She floats through the room on a big balloon." I sing along to Louis and dance backstage. I'm still One D as Fuck no matter if I'm with Harry or not.

Harry's eyes meet mine as I swing my hips to the beat of the song. What is he doing? He walks closer to the side of the backstage where I'm standing.

"Fuck me." He says walking off the stage and smacking his lips against mine. Did he really just walk off stage to give me a kiss? God this boy never seizes to surprise me. He backs on to stage still starring at me.

"I'd get down on my knees for you." They sing. I can't help but notice Harry doing the similar motions he did earlier today on the yacht. "I'd get down, I'd get down, I'd get down on my knees for youuu." Harry sings still placing the back of his hand behind his head starring straight into my eyes. Girl Almighty finally ends and Harry flashes me a wink.

Even when no ones around me I can feel myself blushing in embarrassment. I'm embarrassed because he just signaled to over 20,000 people that I gave him a blow job. Not that they know it was me, but these fan girls and boys are clever they'll get the meaning of it.

--

"Good job tonight babe." I kiss Harry on the cheek when he steps out of the shower.

"I love it when you call me babe." He smiles wrapping his arm around me.

"And I love calling you babe." I lean in kissing his precious plump, pink lips.

"How about we go out tonight?" He states. "You know just go out and explore DC at night." He says moving toward the pile of clothes he dumped out in the hotel room.

"It's almost eleven? Aren't you tired?"

"It's the best time to go out! No one will be at the monuments or at the parks, just us!" He practically jumps up and down in excitement. "That does sound pretty nice."

"Good, just let me throw on some clothes and we'll head out." He replies buttoning up his black jeans.

"But I like you better without any clothes." I pout. He turns and smirks at me.

"Ry I know you like all this." He says shaking his naked torso at me. "But I gotta cover up baby. Only you're allowed to see me like this."

I'm pretty sure my heart skips a beat at how silly, cute, and sweet he is. "I'm glad I'm the only person who can look at you, all of you." I smile.

"Same goes to you, actually I'm glad knowing I'm the only person who as ever seen all of you." He replies putting his Green Bay hoodie on.

Ouch..

He doesn't have to remind me of all the girls that have seen his whole body. He notices my sudden frown that crosses my face.

"Ry?" He tilts his head. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. You ready?" I change the subject so I can get that thought out of my head.

"Sure."

--

"Woah DC is so beautiful at night." I say in awe. "Yeah it really is." He smiles. We sit on a bench in National Park looking at the Washington Monument. It looks so lovely glowing at night, especially the way it reflects off of the reflection pool.

"What an incredible view." I smile.

"It sure is." I turn facing Harry to notice that he isn't looking at the Monument, but at me. "Harry you're not even looking."

"What do you mean? I'm starring right at the perfect view." That comment has my stomach doing flips. I already loved this boy before I met him, but I'm afraid I'm falling in love with him now.

The moon light makes his eyes glow greener then ever. His curly hair falls perfectly onto his shoulders. I lean closer to his face, he leans towards mine. I'm so close to his face I can feel his hot breath brush against my lips making me not want to wait any longer. The familiar feeling of his lips on mine has my heart melting.

*click*

We pull away fast and turn around. "No!" Harry shouts. The man continues to flash pictures. "Come on Ry!" He pulls the hood of his sweatshirt over his head as I do with mine. We walk quickly to where Ryan had parked the car.

"Harry Styles!" The photographer yells running towards us.

"Is she your girlfriend?"

"What's her name?"

"What's your name, darling?"

The guys starts spitting questions at Harry and I as we wait outside the car for Ryan to return. "Come on Ryan." Harry shakes his leg impatiently.

The man starts to get closer with his phone camera and professional camera. I look away from him as does Harry.

"Listen sir." Harry says walking up to him. "If I could please just have a little privacy, that would be super great."

It amazes me that even at times like these Harry can still keep his composure and be so polite. If the roles were reversed I would have drop kicked that guy straight in the nut sack.

"I just want some answers, kid."

"Mr. Styles, Ms. Bellows?" Ryan looks confused as he walks to the car. "You said you'd be back in an hour it's only been-"

"Ahh-ha! Bellows! Her last name is Bellows!" The annoying photographer chants as we step into the car.

"Shit!" Harry says. "I'm so sorry Ry. I tried so hard to keep your privacy out from the public." He puts his head in his lap.

Ryan quickly pulls out of the parking space so no one follows. "I apologize." Ryan says.

"Everyone it's okay, I'll be fine. Chances are that guy is probably a nobody anyways so the pictures won't get out." I nervously smile. Both Ryan and Harry nervously smile as well, but they know that is far from the truth. But seriously, who am I kidding, once that picture of Harry and I get leaked my life will change forever.

Some girls in my situation would love the world to know that they're with Harry Styles, I wouldn't exactly title myself his girlfriend, but we do have something go on. Something that should be kept private.

"I mean quite honestly if the public knew I was dating you, I surely wouldn't mind." Harry says after a few short minuets of silence.

Dating? Wait what?

"Dating?" I question.

"Did I say dating?" He nervously giggles. "I meant fucking." He tried to recover.

"But those are both lies." I look at the blushing Harry, he is so cute when he's embarrassed.

"Well almost fucking."

"Almost doesn't count." I laugh.

"I suppose you're right." He sighs leaning his head against the window.

"I'm always right." I kiss his arm and lay my head on his lap.

--

"Well that was a fun forty five minuets of almost peace and quiet." Harry sighs letting his head hit the pillow.

"I had a great time." I say rolling over so I can face him. A smile crosses his face causing me to smile. I lay closer to him snuggling myself inside Harry's Green Bay sweatshirt he let me sleep in for the night.

"Hey Harry." I say a few minuets later.

"Hmm." He sleepily responds.

"What are we?" The question that has been bugging me all night finally escaped my mouth.

"We're humans Rion. Now go to sleep."

Surprise! Double update!

What's your favorite word?

Mine is 'Eggplant'

Update my new fave word is the way Louis says "Adidas"

Feel free to correct any errors I may have made (: