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ALWAYS

Chapter 21

I was nervous to set foot into the recording booth alone with Harry. Being alone just the two of us in a room was filled with tension and it was a difficult one to handle. As I set Darcy in Niall's arms, he winked at me with a devilish smirk playing on his lips.
"What?" I asked him quietly.
"You and Harry in the recording booth?" Niall replied.
"He asked me to stay. I'm just complying with his request." I stated honestly. Niall smirked yet again. "What?" I snapped a little.
"Yeah. That's what you said last time too." Niall carried my daughter to the other end of the room where Liam sat. I felt a bit uncomfortable as everyone watched me walk back into the vocal booth with Harry. I'd been thinking about that since we'd arrived. It was the reason that I'd been so quiet.
I sat down against the wall in front of Harry. He looked down at me with a smile but it slowly faded when he noticed the anxiousness in my eyes. I rested my head against the wall and smiled back at Harry. I wanted him to be happy while he was recording.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked me after a moment. I motioned to the boys in the other room. "What? What did they say?" He seemed worried now.
"Niall brought up the last time we were in a recording booth in an actual studio." I nearly whispered. Harry flushed bright red again, like he did when I mentioned it earlier.
"Ready Harry?" Julian's voice came over the speakers. Harry nodded and gave a thumbs up. I watched Harry sing his heart out with a smile. He was born to do what he was. As I gazed upon his beautiful face, I let my mind drift back to a time when we were perfect.


I sat on my knees in front of Harry as he recorded a song for the next album. I smirked up at him as I placed my hands on his thighs. Harry looked down at me nervously but kept singing. I slid my hands up his thighs and back to his rear. Harry's voice deepened a little bit when my hands traveled to the button of his jeans. His face turned red as I slowly and carefully unbuttoned his jeans.
"Enola!" Harry whispered harshly. I giggled quietly as he pushed my hands away.
"Harry, is everything okay in there?" Julian asked. Harry nodded then glared down at me. "We'll start again. I loved what you did with third line, how deep your voice was. Can you do that again?" Julian almost demanded of Harry. Harry looked down at me a looking scared. We both knew that his voice went so deep because of what I was doing to him. I took the button of his jeans between my fingers again. Harry took a deep breath and he began to sing. I caressed him through his jeans. His voice was getting deeper the more I touched him. I bit my lip and pulled his jeans away from his hips. Harry looked down at me for just a moment, pretending that he was looking at the music. I smiled up at him as I lowered his jeans even more. "Harry, that was great! Let's do it one more time." Julian's voice was once again piped in through the speakers. Harry nodded slowly but kept his eyes on mine. "Alright, from the top." Julian instructed. As Harry leaned toward the speakers, I kissed his bare thighs tenderly; his voice dropping an octave instantly. I smirked as I kissed up his thighs toward his hips. Harry sang with passion and an incredible tone as my lips skimmed across the waistband of his briefs. I gently moved my lips down the trail of hair that I was so enamored with. I hooked my fingers into the waistband of his briefs. Harry flicked his eyes down for a second, gazing at me with anticipation. "And we're good buddy!" Julian shouted happily. I removed my fingers from Harry's waistband slowly. Harry nodded at Julian's statement. In the next second he collapsed onto the floor.
"Are you okay?" I asked as I leaned over Harry. He looked down at his growing member then shook his head. He buried one hand in my hair while the other gripped my thigh that I had settled over his leg. "Oh, my poor baby." I teased, kissing his lips softly.
"You are down right evil." Harry replied before meshing his mouth to mine passionately. I smiled into his kiss. Harry quickly intertwined our bodies on the floor. I couldn't help but giggle at how hungry he was for my touch. Suddenly, the vocal booth door opened. Niall looked at Harry and I with his arms crossed. I laughed loudly and buried my face in Harry's neck.
"Come on, you two. It's Louis' turn." Niall stated trying to choke back a smirk. I stood as Harry lifted his hips from the floor to pull his jeans up and rebutton them. Niall left the room. I heard him telling Louis to give Harry and I a moment. Harry and I both popped up from the floor with cheeky smirks.
I wound my arms around Harry's waist and beamed up at him, "You totally just had a Jim Morrison moment." Harry shook his head in amusement then dragged me out of the vocal booth.



I was pulled out of my memory by Harry's deep voice calling my name. I gazed up at him, knowing my cheeks were bright red.
"Everything okay, Noli?" He asked quietly, obviously concerned about me. I nodded slowly. He held his hand out to me. "Come on. We're taking a break. I'm sure that Darcy needs a snack or something." Harry helped me off the floor with ease. I followed Harry out of the booth and back into the main part of the studio.
Harry sat on the couch with Darcy in his lap. They were playing a game with their hands. So far, Harry was winning. I sat in a chair beside Louis with a smile. I loved watching them play together. He made her laugh and she made him smile. Harry pulled his hands back from Darcy. She grunted as he pointed and laughed at her. She pouted for a moment. Her frown disappeared as he kissed her crazily all over her cheeks and forehead. She giggled loudly and tried to push him away. The sound of her laughter only made him smile more and try harder to kiss her.
Julian leaned forward, "Is he as oblivious as he appears?" I lifted my eyebrow at him only to have Louis and Niall give me a look. I stared at them all confused. Julian shook his head, like he was annoyed, "I'm not going to say anything to him because he is so happy that you are here. But I swear, if this goes south again, I'm not going to be nice to you any longer." I bit my lip and kept my thoughts to myself. Julian wasn't really that nice to me the first time around. "How long have you and Harry been talking to each other again?" Julian asked politely.
"Four days. Well, today will be five." I answered quietly. I could tell by the expressions on all of the boys faces that they were a little curious as to the situation. I ran my hand through my hair to ease my own tension.
"And things are going well?" Julian inquired cautiously.
"We're not together, Julian. We're just...I don't know what this is but we're not together." I stated honestly. Julian looked a bit saddened by my intense reaction. I knew they all wanted to see Harry happy but I didn't want to go there again. I didn't want him to be hurt and I definitely didn't want my daughter to get hurt. Julian gave a single nod then leaned back into his chair. I returned to watching Harry and Darcy play. I noticed that Harry's eyes held sadness. I got up and walked over to him. Darcy had cuddled into his chest and closed her eyes. He rubbed her back gently as I sat down beside them. "Harry, are you alright?" I asked softly, knowing the boys were looking on. He nodded but didn't look at me. "Harry." I whispered, "Look at me." He brought his eyes to mine. "Talk to me." I murmured.
He shook his head, "I'd rather not." I lifted my eyebrow. Harry chuckled and pointed to the boys. They were staring at us intensely. I rolled my eyes not liking that the boys enjoyed invading Harry's privacy. But they had always done so, I probably should've been used to it. I laid my head on his shoulder and lightly touched my daughter's sleeping face.

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Comments

@#104926
I’m so glad you do!

I love this

@Kammy.
I do. Very much so. Lol. ❤️

@morrison_hotel

You love me <3

Hell yes to a new story about Harry and Enola.