Harry walked into the girl's apartment late a couple nights later. Niall had left the studio earlier than he had. It was dark and quiet. He assumed Niall and Amanda were off in her room and Julie was probably sleeping. He opened the door quietly and saw the bedside lamp on. Harry smiled when he saw her sitting with her notebook on her knees writing. She had headphones in and was lost in her own little world. He climbed on the end of her bed and slowly climbed up to her. She jumped a little when she felt him, but then she smiled.

"Hey," Julie said taking out her ear buds. "Long night, huh?

"Yeah, there was a song I wanted to finish up." He leaned over her and kissed her and then settled next to her. "Niall and Amanda here?"

"They were, but I think they went to the beach or something. Told Amanda I would kick her ass if she got sand in her cast." She said putting her notebook aside.

"Of course you would." He laughed. "How come you didn't go? They didn't invite you? How rude."

"Of course they did. I didn't want to. I could finally get some time alone. And I haven't gotten to write since South Africa, or Dubai or whereever it was that we were." She laid her head on his chest.

"You mean when you finally gave me a sneak peek at what you do on those pages?" He wrapped her tightly in his arms.

"Yes, then." She sat up and looked at him. "I know you want more. And maybe you will get more. Just be patient. I know it's not your best virtue, but give it a try once."

"Not my best virtue." He sat up and leaned over her pushing her back on the bed. "Look who's talking." He started tickling her.

"Stop!" She said squirming. "I hate being tickled. Ahhh...Stop!! Harry!" She couldn't help but laugh and try to get away from him. He was now straddling her hips though. God, she was so ticklish. "Harry! Stop it!!" She kept pushing at his hands.

He'd missed that laugh. He'd missed her attitude. He'dmissed everything. He couldn't stop smiling. And she was wiggling underneath him. He couldn't say that wasn't doing something to him. He couldn't help but continue to tickle her waist. She had lost some more weight. Her waist was smaller in his hands. He had to remember to get her to eat some more of her tasty food as she called it.

"That's it!" She said as she moved around to get out of his grasp and his tickling. She sat up and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. She shoved her tongue into his mouth,and he groaned he was so caught off guard. She felt his arms wrap around her waist and pull her tighter to him. She pulled back and grinned at him in triumph. "Works every time." She said.

He chuckled. "Well, yeah. Of course, it would. But now you've started it, so don't complain when I finish it."

"No, no, no." She said pushing his hands away. "I was just trying to stop you from tickling me. Don't think you're going to get anything else out of it. Maybe I have taken a new lease on life. Maybe I have decided to become a born-again virgin. Maybe the next person I sleep with has to make an honest woman out of me first." She teased getting off the bed and backing away from him towards the door.

"Oh, you and your games. You always lose. I don't know why you insist on playing them." He said getting up slowly and walking towards her.

"Who's playing a game?" She said still backing up. She put her hand on the door frame and then stepped out of it. "Maybe I'm serious as a heart attack. Maybe I gained a whole new perspective on life when I wasn't sure I was going to ever wake up."

"Don't talk about that. And I swear...you're only going to make it worse for yourself." He said licking his lips and not taking his eyes from her. "The more you tease. The worse it's going to get."

"For who? For you? Yes, that's a possibility. I'm telling you, Harry. No touching." She said making her way to the front room. She went around the couch and stood on the opposite side of it from him.

"Oh, there will be plenty of touching. I can guarantee it." He said, but when he went one way around the couch she went the other. "I swear. You'd better cut it out."

"That's what you keep saying. But you're not listening to me. I thought you were going to work on your listening skills." She said stepping the other way when he moved towards the other side. When he jumped over the couch, she went to the other side of the table.

"Oh, I hear you just fine. I'm listening. But I don't buy a word you're saying." He walked around the other way. He was enjoying this little cat and mouse game.

"Well, that's just plain rude. And I won't stand for that in my home." She said as she slowly made her way around so that she was backing towards their door to leave the apartment. "Maybe you should just go and leave me to my delusions then."

"Oh, there is no chance of that." He walked towards her and she slipped out of his reach again. "You're really working me up here." He said reaching for her again.

"Well, no one's trying to work you up. Slow down there. I'm trying to get you to stop thinking those sinful things about me." She said side stepping him again.

"Have you seen yourself? There's no way I'm going to be able to stop. I will repent later. Come here, now." He said.

She pushed his hands away and made sure she didn't back herself against the wall. "That's not how this is supposed to work." She had to stop herself from laughing. The look in his eyes was a mix between humor and lust.

"Oh, there is no way I won't be forgiven. I mean, seriously. One look at you and they would understand, no matter who I repented to." He smiled when she didn't back herself against the wall. She was learning. She was also driving him mad.

"I'm an Angel. Stop trying to tarnish my image." She said backing towards her room.

"Yeah, you're my Angel, but maybe not so much between the sheets. There you're my sin. My devil." He stepped towards her again. "And trust me, it's a sin I don't mind committing."

"See, this is not how this should be going. You should be supporting me in my new-found innocence. You should be washing me with holy water to wash away my sins." She stepped around the end table.

"There is nothing about you that needs to be cleansed." He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him. "You're perfect to me just the way you are."

"Damn it. I wasn't done yet. You always ruin my fun. You're so pushy." She said putting her hands on his chest.

He kissed her nose. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm ok. Stop worrying so much." She said laying her head against his chest.

"I can't. Are you kidding? Baby, I'm going to be asking you that pretty much every hour forever now." He laughed and kissed her head. He put his hands around her waist and picked her up so her legs wrapped around his waist. "Mainly I just wanted to make sure you were ready for what you were about to get though." He laughed as she wrapped her arms around his neck and shook her head. "Yep, truth." He started walking to her room.

"I swear, you just never listen." She said holding on and then kissing the side of his neck.

"See, devil. You know exactly what you're doing." He said pushing her bedroom door open further with his foot.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." She kissed the other side of his neck.

"Of course, you don't." He stood at her bed and looked at her. "Are you sure you're up for me? 'Cause you know how this is going to go."

"The question is, sweet boyfriend, are you UP for me?" She raised her eyebrows at him.

"Oh, sweetheart, I'm always up for you. Even at the most inconvenient times." Harry laid her back on the bed. He pulled his shirt off quickly and threw it aside. "And I mean the most inconvenient." He put his hands on both sides of her head, straightened his arms, and looked down at her. "But seems pretty convenient now."

She playfully crossed her heart. "Forgive me father, for I am about to sin...." She laughed even though he crushed his lips to hers and kissed her deeply.

"Shut up. Even though you are the prettiest devil I have ever seen." He ran his hand up her shirt. "You're sure you're good?" He wanted her badly. But he also wanted to make sure she was ok.

"Yes, H. I'm perfectly fine. Just don't knock me on the head caveman style and drag me by my hair, and we should be good. But you're ruining the moment ya know." She said pulling his hair.

Harry laughed. "Damn it. Those were my plans. Shoot 'em down." He ran his hand further up her shirt and removed it from her head. He leaned down and kissed her again. He ran his hand under one side of her bra and cupped her breast. "I've missed everything about you." He ran his hand behind her back and unclasped and removed her bra.

She smiled up at him. "I've missed you too. And those hands. Mostly those hands. But I suppose you too. Maybe your lips." She laughed when he glared at her.

"You are something else tonight." He wrapped his arm behind her waist and pulled her hips up. "But no matter what smart ass remark you decide to throw at me. It's not stopping me."

"I'm not pissing you off? But I'm trying REALLY hard." She said.

He looked down into her eyes. They were filled with humor and happiness. He couldn't help but smile even more. "Oh, I've been onto you for a very long time. You can't piss me off. It's just not going to work. No matter how much your cute little mouth thinks it's going to." He held her up by her waist and undid her pants letting her down after he slid them from her ass. He slowly slid them down her legs. He stood up and looked down at her, lying in bed, in just her panties. "Oh, I so want to go grab my camera right now."

"Don't you dare. You better just sketch it into your brain because there will be no photos of me like this. If you're not careful you won't even get to see it." She said crooking her finger at him, motioning him to come to her.

"Fine, but then, I want it all off." He reached down and before she could protest he removed her panties and threw them aside. "Much better." He licked his lip and bit his bottom one as he stared down at her.

She laughed again and shook her head. "God, and you call me the devil. I think you're properly the devil." She leaned up on her elbow. "I think you have too many clothes on now, devil."

He smiled and quickly removed his clothes. "Don't have to tell me twice." He leaned over her and kissed her. Begging for access to her mouth with his tongue. When she granted it, he leaned over the top of her. He kneed between her legs and settled himself in between them. "You're so beautiful." He ran his hand down her side and over her hip. "I could just lay here like this. And touch your skin all night."

"Your hands on my skin drive me insane." She said as her body squirmed under his touch.

"You and your hand fetish." He lifted her hips with one hand and entered her slowly. He groaned as she settled around him. "I've missed the way you feel." He leaned down and kissed her as he started to move.

Her back arched as he started to thrust inside her. She was ok, but her body was still properly healing, and it gave it a different feeling. She moaned when he leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it. She was learning how sensitive the parts of her body could be. And even though he'd done it plenty of times, she concentrated on a different body part he stimulated each time. She reached up and ran her hand through his hair and grabbed onto the hair at the back of his neck. "I've missed you too." She said quietly as his lips made their way back up her chest and her neck.

He worked his way up her neck and then found her lips again. He kissed her slowly and in rhythm with their movements. When she bit his lip and arched her back again, he knew he was hitting the spot he needed to. He started moving harder and more pronounced. When she said his name, he pulled her hips up closer with his one hand and watched her face. When her hands found his hips and she dug her nails into them, he knew he almost had her.

"Harder, please." She begged. She was surprised at herself, but he felt so good. He was bringing her high, and she wanted that release she knew he could give her.

When she begged him to go harder, he sat back on his knees and pulled her hips up to him with both hands. He moved into her; their hips crashing together. He watched her bite her lip and heard her moan with each thrust, and when she screamed his name, he thrust harder until he started to release himself. He groaned in pleasure but never stopped moving. It felt so good. It had been so long. Afterwards, his body collapsed onto hers. "Well, I'm out of shape. We need to do that more often now so my stamina is better." He tried to catch his breath as he lay on top of her.

"I think you did just fine for now." She laughed. "We've got plenty of time to get back into proper shape." She rolled over and laid her head on his chest.

"Are you ok?" He asked again.

"Ugh, Harry, stop asking me that. Yes, I'm fine." She bit his chest. "You made me feel even better." She moved around a bit to get comfortable.

"Liar, look, you can't even get comfortable." He said rubbing up and down her arms slowly.

"Muscle aches. Just like when you work out. Stop worrying so much." She said again.

"I will try. But no guarantees." He said kissing her head. "I may buy you a bubble. And when I'm not around, you need to stay in it."

She laughed at him. "Such a you response. You can't protect me from everything. It's just another obstacle I had to get through. And I did. And you were right there by my side. Even though we weren't getting along and even though we were barely talking, you were right by my side." She kissed him and then got up.

"Where are you going?" He asked her.

"Shower. Then I need food. I'm starving." She said leaning down and kissing him again. "You change the sheets while I shower. It's all your fault they are messy."

"It's not all my fault." He laughed at the look she gave him. "Fine, I will change the sheets, but only because I want to. Not because you told me I had to." He got up as she went into the shower. He was happy she seemed happy. He got out new sheets and changed the bed. He grabbed his clothes and went into the bathroom just as she was getting out of the shower. "Why don't you go order us some food? You don't need to cook. Whatever you want. It's on me, babe." He was just happy she wanted to eat. He loved her no matter what, but he missed those gentle curves. She had lost most of them.

"Oh, unhealthy it is. And lots of it. Bacon, lots of bacon." She joked as she pulled on her clothes.

"Good, because I miss all your padding." He joked as he got in the shower.

"Watch it, Styles." She said as she pulled on her panties and one of his tshirts.

He peeked out the shower. "I'm watching it. But I would like to watch more curves." He blew a kiss at her. He smiled when she walked up and kissed him.

"Shut up." She said pushing his head back into the shower after she kissed him. She walked out of the bathroom to order their dinner.

"That's my girl." He said laughing and going into the shower. He let the water run over his face, and he couldn't stop smiling. There were so many ups and downs in this relationship. So many goods and bads. But in the end, it always seemed to come back to this. Playful, happy and smiling. He couldn't stop smiling. He finished up his shower, and he walked out into the front. He saw Julie curled up on the couch flipping through channels on the tv. He leaned over the back and kissed her. "Food on its way?"

"Yep. Pizza and cheese fries. Perfect to add a little padding to my hips." She winked at him.

"And what are you eating already?" He asked.

"M&Ms." She said. "I couldn't wait."

He shook his head. "You're so bad for my diet." He grabbed a couple and threw them in his mouth as the doorbell rang. "I'll get it." He paid the delivery guy and brought the food back. "Who did you think we were feeding? The whole neighborhood?"

"No, that's just for me. I didn't even get you any." She laughed and took the pizza box and opened it. She grabbed a piece and took a bite. "Oh, it's SO good. It could be better than sex."

"Shut up." He said to her grabbing a slice of pizza. "Why do you have to be so mean?" He lifted her legs and put them over his lap as he sat next to her on the couch.

"I'm not mean. Isn't it good?" She asked him.

"Yes, but it's not better then sex with you, love." He winked at her.

"You always know the right thing to say. Speak from the heart." She laughed at him.

"Well, may not be the heart that's speaking when it comes to good sex with you." He said glancing down at his shorts.

"Oh, good lord. How do I put up with you?" She asked.

"Because I'm good in bed and then I buy you extra greasy food after?" He raised his slice of pizza at her.

"Good point." She laughed looking at him. "Very good point." She loved seeing the happy look in his eyes. Did she finally find happy? Did she finally make it out of the darkness of her past and into the light of her future? She knew that she had never felt so much before. It was times like this that she knew what happiness was. It was the little times together in between everything where she knew that this was different. The playfulness and the jokes. The laughter and the understanding. The teasing with no anger. "I love you, Harry."

"I love you, too, Julie." He winked at her. "Now shut up and eat. I need more padding." He laughed and threw his head back when she threw a pillow at him. These were the moments he missed the most. These were the moments he looked forward to the most. This would now always be his happiness. No matter what he went and did in his career, this would always be the highlight. He was happy.

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