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Bridget's POV

"Thank you so much for dinner Miss Madeline it was delicious" Harry praised our cook from besides me. I just rolled my eyes, it was just an average dinner, Harry was just too kind for his own good. I sent Miss Madeline a fake smile as i watched her accept the compliment, disappearing into the kitchen.

"So what do you kiddos have planned for tonight? Hope it involves staying in" My father joked as he dabbed his folded napkin at the ends of his mouth. I turned my attention towards my father who was sitting at the end of our long dinning room table.
"We are just going to watch a movie up in my room Daddy, so if you will excuse us" I finished with a wide smile, pulling my chair out to get on my feet. I cleared my throat in annoyance as Harry did the same, looking rather lost and confused. Oh boy wait until he sees what i have planned upstairs. Before leading Harry up to my room i walked over to my father, placing a light kiss on his cheek before leading the way out the dinning room.

"Behave Bridget!" my father called out, barely audible as we were already out of sight. I grabbed ahold of Harrys hand, playfully swaying my hips a little more than usual. Just as we were about to enter, i pushed Harry against my wooden bedroom door enjoying the smirk that took over his face.

"Whoa Bridget, never thought of you being the one in charge" Harry joked, leaning down in attempt to land a kiss but i turned away as soon as his lips were only inches away. I raised my hand, placing my index finger on his lips as i shook my head playfully. He crooked his head to the side in confusion but instead of explaining i reached behind him to open the door.

Just as i had left it before meeting Harry downstairs for dinner earlier, small scented candles were placed around the room while the lights were dimmed. I walked in first, twirling around and was quite disappointed as Harry just stood frozen by the doorway. He didn't see this coming obviously but this wasn't the reaction i was expecting. I had expected him to send me that lust filled smirk and make me his woman as soon as we walked in but nothing.. Harry and I have been together a little over two years now and although our friends suspected that we have had sex before the truth was we hadn't. This was going to be my first time and i so far it wasn't going so well.

"Harold?" I asked, placing my hands on my hips while raising an eyebrow. He quickly shook his head, stepping into the room not forgetting to lock the door as he closed it behind him. Here we go...

"Wow Bridge, you planned this out on your own? Why didn't you tell me you were ready? I would have gotten us a room at the Palace Hotel or something..." he began apologizing, probably feeling bad that i was the one making the first move but i caught him off as i placed my arms around his neck engulfing him in a deep passionate kiss. Truth was i had just thought this up this morning, I woke up and somehow felt like today was the day.

Harry lead us towards my bed, never breaking the tender yet hungry kiss. I was grateful that Harry has waited for me for so long, it just makes the wait even more worth it. I smiled into the kiss as i felt his hand roam around my back, in search of my dress zipper. We broke away from our kiss as my red cocktail dress slid down my body, exposing my half naked body to the love of my life.
"Bridget you are beautiful, oh so beautiful" he breathed as his took in every inch of my body which was covered only in my matching white lace lingerie. It was enough to increase my arousal. I smirked as i reached across for his neatly ironed white dressing shirt, never breaking eye contact as i unbuttoned each button ever so slowly enjoying the feeling.

Me and Harry have been half naked in front of each other before but we have never gone passed a few kisses here and there. His black ink on his smooth pale skin became visible as i playfully flung his shirt across the room, doing the same with his trousers when i got to them. Soon enough we were both down to only our undergarments, just standing before each other in a comfortable silence. I was the one who broke into a fit of giggles, we were just awkwardly standing there. Soon enough Harry joined in on the irony of the situation, reaching over for my hand, pulling me into his chest in a swift movement.

With his spare hand, he reached behind my head, pulling out the elastic band which held my pony tail in place, causing my dark brown hair to fan down my back. I stood on my tippy toes as i kissed his chin then placing a light kiss on his smooth lips that have been only mine for years.
"I have such a gorgeous girlfriend" he whispered the words i loved hearing.

"Enough with the corny talk, take me to bed daddy" I purred seductively as i connected our lips into our previous make out session, only this time it was much more lust filled. This time Harry didn't waste any time as he lifted me up by my hips, tossing me onto my bed causing me to squeal in delight as he followed soon after. I voluntarily opened my legs for him, becoming impatient by the second.

"What's the rush love? Like you said, daddy will make you feel good" he purred as his fingertips roamed up my leg only causing goose bumps to surface and a messy wetness to form between my legs. Almost as soon as i began to play with his hard, large erection, he tensed up and froze. Literally froze in time, which caused me to sit up frightened by his reaction.

"Harry baby what's wrong?" I asked worriedly as i scanned his blank face. What the fuck? I would be furious if it wasn't for the worried look on his face.
"Umm its nothing, just that i don't have a condom" he replied coolly, running his hands through his now messy hair acting like his usual self all over again. I knew there was something more that caused him to react the way he did but i didn't push it because of our new unprepared dilemma.

"Shit.." I cursed under my breathe as i ran my hands through my dark brown hair. I thought guys always carried condoms in their wallets or something? At least that's what i read on Cosmopolitan.
"Im sorry sweetheart, you should have told me before and i would have bought some." he began to apologize but it wasn't necessary. It wasn't his fault actually, it was mine. I should have known he wouldn't have had one since we haven't spoken of having sex anytime soon.

"Its fine Harry, its my fault im just mad because im horny" I whined childishly, as i jumped up and down in my sitting position. Instead of saying anything back, Harry gently pushed me back so i was once again on my back. I starred into his emerald green eyes, those loyal eyes that made me fall in love with him so long ago. I could feel his fingers tug at my lace thong, causing me to lift my hips slightly as he continued to remove them slowly than needed. I just laid there, i was completely exposed from waist down which was something new for me. I felt my cheeks burn as he ran his yummy tongue across his lips from the sight.

If not having a condom wasn't enough buzz kill, my phone going off from the nightstand surely was. I let out an angry groan, apologizing to Harry this time as i crawl across the bed reaching over for my phone.

"Take your time, i mean as long as you stay just like that and i wont mind whatsoever" Harry said from behind me, clearly enjoying the view of my bare ass in the air. I threw a pillow at his head before attending back to my phone. I nearly dropped my phone as i read to the name across the screen. This couldn't be happening, not right now at least. I reached for a pair of sweats from the nightstand table before walking back over to the bed where Harry sat dressed back in his white dress shirt.

"Who is it?" he finally asked, his eyebrows scrunched together as he scanned my face.
"It's Abigail, she's back in Manhattan." I spat, venom clear in my tone of voice.

"Abigail's back?" Harry exclaimed, sitting up against the headboard. What the fuck?
"Yeah she's back but who gives a fuck? She's inviting me to brunch tomorrow, like who the fuck does she think she is anymore?" i spat back, annoyed from the text and now annoyed at Harry for reacting the way he did. What was his problem and why did he get so excited when i said Abigail was back?

"Umm i don't know if you should go, i mean its your decision" Harry spoke in a rushed tone as he stood from my bed pulling on his trousers in a rush. I stood up from my bed, disappointed that he was leaving so early.

"Where are you going? Why are you in such a rush, we were just about to have sex and now you are just leaving me?" I asked, appalled by the scene before me. Even though Abigail wasn't here at the moment, she still ruined everything.
"Um i forgot Zayn told me to meet him at the Palace Hotel, sorry love. Ill see you tomorrow!" Harry finally said when he was fully dressed, only placing a quick kiss on my lips before he was out the door in a heartbeat.


Hello my gossip lovers,
Looks like Harry made a mysterious escape from Queen Bridget but why? Does Abigail have something to do with him stopping from going further with Bridget? Stay tuned to see the world of the elite crash down in a blink of an eye.

-xoxo Gossip Blog.

Notes

Yes, this story is based off of Gossip Girl, well at least the first couple chapters. I just love the series and thought it would be cool to redo it but make it into a One Direction version.
I AM IN NO WAY TRYING TO CLAIM IT AS MY OWN IDEA, I AM USING THE TV SHOW GOSSIP GIRL AS A SOURCE BUT I WILL BE CHANGING A FEW THINGS OR ADDING MY OWN IDEAS AND EVENTS. I JUST THOUGHT IT WOULD BE COOL TO RETELL THE STORY BUT WITH DIFFERENT CHARACTERS :)

I don't own the characters as well, i am just using them as who i picture them being like.