Pls I found these pictures and this just shouts Rain in Vegas. Like I can imagine him taking the first pic right before they went out to the club and the second one of him waking up with a mean ass hangoverOmg someone photoshop Niall into the first one to stand beside him BAHAHHA
Anyways let me stfu now. Onto the story
Marley
A light pink and orange glow shun through the tall windows of our suite. It blanketed the soft white satin sheets that were draped over our bodies, my legs tangling between them along with Harry's.
He was still sound asleep, soft little snores falling from his lips as the side of his face nuzzled right against my bare chest. He was clinging to me like I was his lifeline, his strong arms were wrapped tightly around my lower waist and it felt so comfortable. It felt so right, he fit against my body like a puzzle piece.
Harry did run us a shower last night. He was being so gentle with me the entire time, taking care of me after he fucked me to near-death. He washed my body and my hair all while taking short breaks in-between to place kisses on every inch of my body.
I was so fucking spent after we had brushed our teeth and dried off, I collapsed onto the bed and that's all I remember.
Now here we were, practically on top of each other as we laid in bed. It was odd being up before him for a change, I never get to wake up to him back at the base because he's usually busy doing something by the time I wake up.
I glanced down at his smushed face, smiling to myself as I brushed his curls off of his forehead. It was getting so long and each time he mentioned cutting it, I shot that idea down so quickly. I love his hair, no way in hell would I ever let him touch it.
Memories of last night flooded my mind and now that I think about it, it wasn't as chaotic as I thought it would be, I mean the guys were pretty drunk and fuck, Niall took that body shot off of me. It was such a good night, a night to remember.
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