Harry took Julie to meet up with Amanda and Niall so they could all spend some time together before leaving Tahoe. They walked around some shops had a light lunch at the diner, and then went back to the shops they hadn't yet gone in. He wanted to observe Julie's behavior too. It seemed a little weird to do so, but he wanted to see her interaction with Amanda and Niall too. She wasn't herself. She smiled, but it seemed forced. She wasn't sassy. Niall tried to mess with her, as always, but she just didn't engage how she normally did. She seemed a bit sad. He knew that they needed to talk. He got that she didn't want him to leave, but there had to be more to this than him just physically leaving. He could guess all he wanted too though; he needed her to tell him. He smiled back at her when she smiled at him. He walked over to her; she seemed to be admiring some tea cups on a table. She seemed to like them quite a bit. He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. "You like those?" He asked.

"They're beautiful. They remind me of here. Rustic, yet beautiful, like the snow." She set the cup down. She took his hand and started to move on.

Harry pulled her hand and stopped her. "You should get the set."

"No, I'm not working remember, and they're pretty costly. And no, I don't want you to buy them for me." She stopped him before he could even say it.

He laughed. "Why not? They aren't that much." He said still holding her in place.

"They are to me, Harry." She kept his hand, but she pulled him along.

Well, her stubbornness remained. Guess that was a good thing. He was going to get her the damn tea set anyway. But he would do it discreetly. He went with her walking around some more. She hadn't let go of his hand yet. It was a bit odd. Especially since they were out in public. He thought he understood though. He was guessing it stemmed from what they spoke about earlier, the fact that she didn't want him to leave.

Julie didn't let go of Harry's hand. She knew he wanted to buy her the tea set, but she didn't want him too; so, she wouldn't let him off by himself. She knew he probably thought it odd when she didn't let go of his hand, but that's just the way it was going to be. After a while, she began to get bored. She wasn't a shopper anyway, and with no money to spend, it was even worse. She knew that anything she wanted Harry would buy, but she wasn't letting go of her independence just yet. "Ok, I'm ready to go." She looked up at him. "Let's go back to the cabin, please."

"Ok, sure. Just give me a minute to tell Niall and Amanda." Harry said.

"We can do it together." Julie said looking into his eyes. "Harry, I don't want you to buy me the tea set. No sneakiness."

He chuckled. "Well, guess you can't say you don't know me. I don't know why you won't let me, but ok. Let's go back to the cabin." He would figure it out. If not this one, than another. She better get used to being spoiled, because he was going to do it. He wanted to. She had missed out on so much the past five years with everything she'd gone through. He was going to make sure that she didn't continue to miss out on things. Especially ones that were so easy for him to provide. She deserved to be surprised. She deserved to have things given to her unexpectedly. She may get a bit upset at first, but it wasn't going to stop him. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and waved Niall and Amanda over.

Julie could sense what was going on in Harry's mind and decided to forestall it. "I do know you, and I do love your generosity, but Harry you've done so much for me. Things that actually matter, you secured me an amazing new home, you've taken me on amazing trips, to places I would have never gone probably ever, if it wasn't for you, but mostly you treat me with kindness and respect. I never knew that before. It's pretty nice." She shrugged and looked at Amanda. "Hey, we're going back to the cabin. I think I'm going to have him grab some grub and then just chill in the room the rest of the night." She took a deep breath. She did not want to leave tomorrow and have Harry go in the opposite direction. She wasn't used to these feelings, but all she wanted to do was spend time with him. Just his presence made her feel calmer. She had to admit part of her just wanted to run now. Get it over with and not have to think about it for another night. Part of her wanted to push away the strong feelings she was having about holding on tight to him and not letting him go. She had never experienced these feelings before. Then again, she'd never had anyone treat her so well. Oh, she should just face it. Johnny was it. There was no other relationship that she could even look back on to try and compare. And Johnny treated her as if she was barely human. He treated her as a possession that he could control. And she'd let him; she felt like such an idiot. She felt like she should have known better, like she should have known that's not how it was supposed to be. Why did she let it control her so much? Why did she let herself think that's what she deserved? She shook her head. Get out of the past. Stop thinking about it. She shook her head again when she realized Harry was talking to her.

"Hey," Harry said looking down at her. "You were sort of faraway there for a minute."

"Yeah, I'm sorry. Having a hard time today not going back where I shouldn't." She said as she looked at the ground.

Harry put his fingers under her chin and lifted her face to him. "Don't do that." He kissed her lips. "You deal with it anyway you need to." He took her hand.

"Hey, we're going to walk back with you, grab some food too. Spending some alone time tonight in our amazing rooms sounds good to me." Amanda said linking her arm with JJ's. She wanted to be there just in case. Seemed JJ was having a hard time, and even though she didn't know why exactly, she wanted to be there in case.

"Oh, ok." Julie said as she leaned her head on Amanda's shoulder. "I know you're going to miss Niall too."

"I am." Amanda said starting to walk with her. She seemed so sad. "Niall, Harry. You wanna get the food?"

"No, Panda, I wanna go with Harry." Julie said picking her head up.

Amanda looked at her. "Oh, ok. I thought we could talk for a bit."

"I know, and we will, tomorrow. On the drive to the airport, the flight, at home. Just, sorry." Julie said.

"No, it's ok." Amanda said squeezing her hand. "Will see you in the morning then." She walked over to Niall.

Niall looked down at Amanda. "What's the matter?" He asked when he saw the look on her face.

"I just, I don't know." She wrinkled her brow. "I just thought she'd walk with me, talk to me for a bit."

"You're jealous she wants to spend time with Harry?" Niall couldn't help but chuckle at Amanda.

"No!" Amanda said. She looked at Niall. "Don't laugh. Ok, fine maybe a little. She seems different."

"I thought that's what you wanted, Princess. Wasn't the goal to make her get out of her routine? The way she hid." Niall kissed her cheek.

"Yes, I guess. But not like this." She looked up at him and saw him smirk at her. "Ok fine, sorry. I'm jealous. I want her to need me too." She pouted.

"She needs you Princess; it's just Harry leaves tomorrow. Didn't you want her to show him how much she wanted and needed him?" Niall asked her.

"Yes!" Amanda said. "Yes, Niall, you're leaving too. Ugh, ok I get it. Just not used to it from her." She took his hand. "Let's just get some food and go back to the cabin." Part of her wanted to be there if Julie needed her. Part of her also wanted to spend as much alone time with Niall as she could before he left in the morning. Damn. It really did suck.

Later that evening, Harry walked back into the bedroom after cleaning up their dinner. He saw Julie sitting criss cross in the middle of the bed, elbows on knees, head in her hands. He was having a hard time with seeing her sad. He always wanted her to feel and show her feelings, but it was such a drastic change. He climbed on the bed and moved up to her on his hands and knees pushing her gently backwards as he laid over her. "I don't like seeing you so sad."

Julie opened her eyes when she felt him climb on the bed and looked him in the eyes as he slowly laid her back. She reached up and put her hand on his cheek. "I know, babe. I'm just trying not to hide the way I'm feeling. Like you've asked. And I just don't want you to leave."

"I don't want to leave either. We've talked as a band about taking a break. Now would be the best time to do it." He looked down at her. "But we've already promised this next tour."

"You can't disappoint your fans. Oh, Harry. I'm not asking you to do anything like that. I know who you are. I know this is your life. And I've agreed to make it part of mine. But I just don't want you to go. Selfishly. You make me feel so safe and like I'm actually sane. Well as sane as I can be." She reached up and kissed him. "I love you." She looked up into his eyes and whispered. "I want to show you how much." She ran her thumb over his lips. She wasn't good at this sexy thing. She wasn't good at taking control like this, but she wanted to make sure he knew how much she wanted him.

He looked deeply into her eyes. "I know how much you do. I've felt it since we've been here. How you've let me in. How you've let me see you."

"Not that, Harry." She sat up pushing him up and over. She climbed over him and straddled his waist. "I want to show you how much I want you, too." She ran her hands under his shirt and up his stomach to his chest. "Will you let me?"

"Fuck, yes." He said looking up at her. Where did this new-found confidence come from? Last night she would barely let him look at her and now she was taking control. Oh, he wasn't complaining, he would go with whatever she brought. Hell, he was looking forward to it. He put his hands on her hips.

Julie giggled. "Fuck yes, huh? Well that's good." She helped work his shirt up over his head, moved her hair and leaned down and kissed his jawline and his neck. "Ready for anything?"

"Shit." He groaned. "Anything you got, babe. But you tease too much, and I can't promise I won't lose control." He teased.

"Oh no. My show." She said kissing down his chest. She smiled when she felt his hands tighten around her hips. She moved her hips slowly over him. She could feel the pressure underneath her already. She took his hands and put them on the bed at his sides. "Behave." She smiled at him. She took the bottom of her shirt in both hands and then took it off over her head.

"Hot damn." He licked his lips and looked from her stomach to her chest and then up into her eyes. "What are you trying to do?" He went to run his hands over her chest.

She grabbed his hands and put them back down on the bed. "No. I told you. My show." She sort of laughed at herself. She didn't know what she was doing, but she was sure trying. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra, slowly sliding it down her shoulders. She was having a hard time meeting his eyes, but she made herself look at him. He was staring at her. She looked down at his hands which were now clenched onto the sheets. God, she loved those hands. When he went to sit up towards her, eyes on her chest, she pushed him back down. "Goodness, you need to learn patience, and how to listen."

"Damn it, woman." He said to her huskily. What was she trying to do to him? This was torture. There she sat. Topless. Straddling his waist and she wouldn't let him touch her, or kiss her, or do anything right now. It was somehow very hot, yet very frustrating. Damn it. He wanted her to have confidence, he wanted her to let him look at her, but this was difficult.

She felt his eyes on her again. Just like she had last night. She still felt uncomfortable, but she wanted to show him she was trying. That she trusted him even when it was uncomfortable. "Damn it woman? Did you really just say that to me?" She shook her head. "Oh sweetie. You should know better." She leaned down so their lips almost met, but not quite. "Now it's just going to be worse." She pulled back before he could catch her lips. She pushed up and climbed off him.

He groaned when she was so close but wouldn't let him kiss her. He put his head back on the pillow and closed his eyes. When he felt her climb off, he opened them and looked over towards her. He sat up on his elbows when he saw her taking off the rest of her clothes. "Shit. Is this really happening?"

She was uncomfortable, but she took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes. "Do you want me to pinch you? See if you're dreaming?" She tried to stand confident while his eyes wandered her body. It was hard to do. "Are you going to behave now?"

"Not a chance." He said. Lord help him. "I've seen this in my dreams many times. But hell if it isn't better now."

She walked back to the bed and climbed slowly back on. When he went to grab her again, she scolded him. "What did I say?" She took his hands and put them back down onto the bed. "Can you just listen for once?"

"Julie." He groaned and pouted. "This is not playing fair."

"Who said I wanted to play fair?" She slid her hands down his stomach to the button on his pants. "I'm trying to show you how much I love you, how much I want you." She slowly undid his button and zipper, freeing him. She heard him groan.

"Jesus fucking Christ." He said. He sure was swearing a lot, but he couldn't seem to help it. He groaned when she finally undid his pants. They had grown uncomfortably tight from her teasing earlier. It felt so good to be free. He watched her as she slowly slid them down him while he lifted his hips for her. "I swear to you I can only take so much of this."

She bit her bottom lip and smiled. "Oh, just lie still." She threw his pants, boxers and socks onto the floor. Her impressive, naked boyfriend was lying in front of her. It was her turn. As she climbed back up towards him, she let her eyes take in his whole body. Where her eyes went, her hands followed. From his toes, up his legs, over his hips and up his stomach and his chest. When his hands went to reach for her again, she held them down at his sides. "You were right. It's kind of nice to look at every inch of the one you love. But just be patient a little while longer." She held his hands in place and could feel how tight he was gripping the sheets.

"Damn it. Julie. Come on." He groaned and put his head back onto the pillow again. He opened them once again when he felt her straddling his waist again. Was she seriously going to do this? The flickering light of the fireplace illuminating her body was incredible. Was she really going to let him see her exposed without trying to hide? His eyes widened as he watched her run her own hands over her breasts and up her neck pulling her hair up on top of her head. When she did that it exposed her perfectly shaped breasts. He couldn't wait anymore. That was it. He shot forward sitting up towards her. He wasted no time. One hand found one breast, and his mouth found the nipple of the other. Fuck this waiting.

"Harry!" She screamed out when he moved so quickly. She then laughed. She was impressed with how patient he was. She was wondering how long it would take before he took over. "You're not behaving."

"I told you I wouldn't." He mumbled against her breast. He put his arm behind her back and pushed her backwards a little giving him more access. He put his other hand in her hair. "You damn tease, you." He said as his mouth worked its way up her neck, and he bit the side of it gently.

"I'm trying." She laughed again. "You got impatient."

"Yes. Yes. Yes, I did." He found her lips and kissed her. He begged for access to her mouth with his tongue, but she denied him.

"I seem to recall that not working for me last night." She said as she pulled back slightly from his kiss.

"Yeah, well it's working tonight." He said as he pulled her back into the kiss. He was happy when this time she accepted his tongue. He brought her closer and pressed her chest against his. The skin on skin contact was hot. When he felt her hips start to move on him, he let out another groan and pulled back from her a little. "Aren't we being extra naughty tonight?" She never initiated. She always accepted, but she was never the one to initiate. Only time she had before was when she was drunk. He enjoyed it. He hoped it happened more often.

"I'm not giving up. I told you this was my show." She said as she pushed him back down. She moved her hips down and helped him enter her. Moving her hips slowly at first.

He wasn't ready for her to take control again. When she moved down and immediately let him in he gasped. His hands on her hips again, fingers digging in tightly. "Shit." He wasn't very good in the vocabulary department tonight. Damn her. He could barely open his eyes, but he needed to. He wanted to. He wanted to watch her beautiful body working him. As she started to move a bit more aggressively, he watched her put her head back and bite her lip. Her hand moved to her breast and squeezed. He was extremely turned by all of this. His fingers digging in harder to her hips as he helped her move. He was loving every second of this. Eyes on her body. Watching every movement. He was hoping for it to last. He took one hand and starting rubbing her while she was moving. It was a massive turn on to hear her moan in pleasure. He felt her start to clench around him and picked up the pace. He wanted her to feel that pleasure, experience that high more than once. When she started to pace herself more and shake some, he knew she was ready to experience her first orgasm of the night. But it wouldn't be her last. She had him worked up. He was ready to go all night.

She moaned and gasped when he started touching her, rubbing her. She shouldn't have been surprised. She knew that he knew what to do to make her feel good. She always seemed shocked though when he did. She wanted the control. She wanted to make him feel amazing, but what could she do? When he moved faster with his fingers and helped guide her hips faster, she couldn't help it. She put her hands on his stomach, and it happened. She shook from pleasure. She brought her head forward and looked at his face. His eyes were once again focused on her. He wanted her to feel it. "Good God." She said quietly trying to catch her breath. Before she knew it, he had rolled her over and was lying over her. She looked up into his eyes. She felt his hand run over her breast and felt him ready to enter her again. She never took her eyes from his when he moved back inside her.

"Baby, I love you." He said as he leaned down and kissed her. His movements controlled and slow. He wanted this to last. He wanted this feeling to stay. He wanted to continue to realize the difference between sex and making love. The feeling that they shared made things more intense. The connection was so different. He kissed her again and then looked back into her eyes. He had never kept his eyes open through the release. He wanted to this time. He wanted her to as well. He wanted to see the pleasure. He hoped he'd get her there again. He moved faster and harder when he felt her clench her legs around his waist. When he felt her nails dig deep into his biceps, he knew she was close again. Just what he wanted.

"God, Harry." She looked away briefly, but always found her eyes going back to his. What a feeling. It was intense. It made her feel everything deeper. She dug her nails into his biceps when she felt her body ready to release again. He would never stop impressing her with how much pleasure he wanted her to feel. She didn't even hold back. Her back arched up towards him, and her head pushed back into the pillow as she closed her eyes. The feeling. She felt it deep within her. The pleasure, the love. God, it was so overwhelming, and she felt her eyes fill with tears. She tightened up around him as she wanted him to experience the same feeling.

He watched her face. When she pushed her head back into the pillow and closed her eyes. He just watched her face. He saw the pleasure overcome her. She was so beautiful. God, how had he gotten so lucky? He would never get enough of watching her when he pleased her. It was his new favorite thing. When he felt her tighten her legs and clench more around him, he moved faster. Christ, she felt so good. He really did not want to stop. Took him awhile longer, but eventually he couldn't hold out any more. He finally let go. He was on such a high. He kept moving through his release and then leaned down and kissed her jawline. When he saw tears run out of her closed eyes and over her cheeks, he kissed them away. "It's ok, baby."

"I know," she opened her eyes but let the tears flow. She didn't try to stop them this time. "The way you make me feel. The way you make sure I always feel....so good," she said. "I'm just not sure I will ever get used to it."

He smiled at her. "That's ok. We will just keep working on it." He kissed her lips again and lay beside her, on his side, facing her. He caressed his hand gently over her cheek.

She rolled her head and looked over at him and smiled. "One day, you will listen, and I will get my very own show."

He chuckled. "Yeah, I don't know if I will ever be patient enough for that. You drove me insane tonight." He laid his head on her shoulder. "Hold me." He reached down and pulled the covers over them. "Don't let me go."

She smiled and wrapped her arms around him. "Of course, my love. Anything to make you feel safe." She rested her head against his. God, she loved him. She didn't want to let him go.

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