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I'M WRITING WHEN I SHOULD BE STUDYING FOR FINALS HELP

*Norah's POV*

I woke up what seemed like hours later, but I rolled over and saw that it was eight o'clock. I'd only been asleep for an hour.

My mouth was dry and my head was pounding and felt thick as I pulled myself towards the bathroom, my knees weak while I brushed my teeth and splashed my face with some cool water.

Feeling refreshed, I made my way downstairs and into the living room, where all the boys were sitting on couches in a circle with their girls next to them and a drink in all their hands.

"Hey gorgeous," Niall chuckled. "We were beginning to think you were dead or somethin."

"Not quite," I laughed lightly. "Do you know where Harry is?"

"Hot tub," Louis smiled. "Take him a beer, God knows he needs it."

They all laughed and I rolled my eyes as I turned around and padded into the kitchen, where I grabbed two beers and bag of goldfish that was left on the counter.

I could see Harry's strong shoulders above the steam in the hot tub and I stood for a second at the glass doors, just watching him stare up at the stars all alone. How cliché.

"I hate it when I wake up alone," I sighed dramatically as I walked up behind him. He turned and beamed up at me, his dimples popping as I shook my head.

His muscles flexed and glistened as he stood up and reached for me, his hands supporting my waist as he guided me into the steaming water and set me on my feet.

"I'm sorry you woke up alone," he grinned with a kiss between my eyes. "I'll try not to let it happen again, sweetheart."

"You better not."

I handed him his beer and he opened mine and his, then took a handful of goldfish.

"You're making them soggy!" I protested as I swatted his hand away. "Stop it!"

"Baby, I'm hungry," he pleaded with a puppy face. I rolled my eyes and he stole some more.

"Harold, I will kill you," I warned in a low voice. "Do not mess with my goldfish."

"Hmm, you know what I think?"

His mouth was inches away from my ear and I could feel the shivers run down my spine as his hands gripped my butt, making me shift slightly as I tried to create friction against him.

"What?"

"I think you should be punished for being such a bad girl earlier."

Immediately my stomach clenched and I couldn't suppress the small moan that slipped out as his teeth grazed my bottom lip. This was what I had worked all night for, this was what I wanted so badly.

"What are you going to do?" I asked breathlessly as I kissed down his jaw and to his collarbone.

"You want to know?"

I nodded and had just bitten softly on his neck when I let out a gasp, my hands gripping his shoulders as his long fingers plunged into me and began pumping furiously.

"Say my name, baby," he commanded, his voice thick with lust and need.

And just because I was feeling evil and a little bit greedy, I decided to push him even further.

"Zayn," I moaned, letting my head fall back as I moved my hips against his fingers.

His eyes grew wide with rage and he pushed them in harder, making my toes curl under the water and a small mewl escape my lips. He pumped them harder and deeper and faster, bringing me to the edge faster than I ever thought possible. And just as my legs began shaking and my eyes squeezed shut, he stopped. Just left me hanging there on the edge, unfinished and pissed off.

"Oops," I laughed, shrugging slightly. "Guess that just slipped out."

"You're going to pay for that," he muttered as his teeth grazed over my collarbone and bit down slightly. I winced.

"Oh, Zayn," I moaned, smiling to myself as he growled in the back of his throat. "You make me feel so good."

"Who? Who makes you feel good?" he demanded as I felt his fingers tug at my bikini bottoms.

I leaned closer and dragged my lips down his neck. "You, Zayn, only you."

His hand was gripping my neck in a second and his other arm yanked my torso into his, causing water to slosh out of the hot tub as he stood up.

"Stop saying his name," he seethed, his eyes growing darker and darker as his anger increased.

The sound of a door sliding sounded from behind us and he quickly pulled me back down onto his lap, covering up his boner and my boobs, which had become exposed in our little romp.

"Are those goldfish?" Niall grinned as he tossed his shirt aside and jumped into the pool. The hot tub was connected to the pool by a waterfall, and both were incredibly warm because of how cold it was.

Zayn and Liam followed off the diving board, and Louis joined them a second later from right behind us. Thanks to their splashes, I was now completely wet and there was make up smeared all over my face but Harry was still smiling at me like I was the Mona Lisa. He made me feel like a goddess.

"We'll finish this later," Harry smiled, his lips pressing just under my ear. "Come get in the water, princess."

"I'm good," I answered with a small smile. I leaned back and crossed my arms over my chest, making sure to remind him that my chest was fully uncovered underwater.

"Norah," he warned, lifting me out of the water by my arms. Damn, he was strong. "Do not test me, darling. Water. Now."

He walked away and left me standing there, dripping wet in more ways than one.

*

"Norah's on my team next!" Niall shouted as Harry and I won at yet another game of chicken. He fell into the water and we all laughed, which caused Harry to slip underwater and send me tumbling down from his shoulders.

"No way," Harry shook his head, picking me up while I sputtered and spat out water. "She's mine."

"Harry," I scolded quietly. "Share, baby."

He rolled his eyes and handed me, begrudgingly, to Niall. "Fine."

Niall was careful to avoid my butt and chest, but Harry's eyes were still trained on us as we got ready for another game of chicken.

"Harry on top," Liam shouted as he hoisted Harry onto his shoulders.

Louis got on Zayn's shoulders and I was Niall's, which was interesting because we were both laughing so hard that we ended up falling in the water only seconds after Harry shouted go.

I had scarcely hit the water when I heard a commotion and two strong arms yanked me up, where I was met with Harry's soaking wet curls and his playfully bright eyes.

"What are you doing?" I laughed, wrapping my arms around his neck. "You could have won, silly."

"I fell," he shrugged with a wink. He leaned closer and I tightened my grip on him, putting his head in the crook of my neck and my chin on top of his messy curls.

"I love you," he said simply. I pulled back and stared at him, my cheeks flaming red as I felt my legs begin to go limp around his waist.

"Harry-" I began to argue.

"Don't argue with me baby," he chuckled as I stood up on my own. "I'm not saying it will change anything but I'm being honest. I love you."

"I-"

"Hey lovebirds," Zayn shouted from across the pool. "Beer?"

"I'm good," I answered with a weak smile. "Thanks anyway."

"I'm going to get one," Harry stated. "Don't go anywhere, princess."

I nodded and watched him wade through the water and pull himself up on the side, his strong muscles bulging as he stood up and grinned at Zayn.

I stood in the water for a little while and waited for him.

"Norah," Niall frowned slightly as he slid into the water next to me. "Are you alright babe? You're pale."

I smiled. "I'm fine."

"He told you didn't he?"

"Told me what?"

"That he loved you."

I gaped at him. "You knew?"

"All of us did," he chortled, taking a gulp from his beer. "He was waiting until after exams to tell you."

"What-"

"Why else would we be watching you two like hawks?"

"You little...!" I trailed off, slapping his arm as hard as I could. "I hate you!"

"We all want you to be together," Niall rolled his eyes. "And we also know that you're both too damn stubborn to date."

"You're not bothering my girl are you?" Zayn grinned warmly as he slung his arm around my shoulders. "No one bothers this little cupcake."

He kissed the side of my head and tickled my stomach, which I tried to escape by ducking underwater and swimming towards the shallow end.

Unfortunately I ran straight into Harry's hard torso and his smirk when I resurfaced was enough to make my lower stomach throb. Why was it so easy for him to turn me on?

"Norah's tired," Harry called out to the group, his eyes still locked on mine. "I'm taking her up to bed then I'll be back."

They all cheered and shouted perverted comments at us as we got out of the water and Niall even made some lovely moaning sounds while Zayn pretended to be Harry slapping his butt.

What lovely friends I have.

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