OLIVIA'S POV

Soft lips press against mine, rousing me from my restful sleep and I whine when they disappear. 

I hear Harry's soft chuckle and I smile, my eyes still closed when he kisses me again.

"Sorry to wake you baby," he breathes, pecking my lips again and I open one eye sleepily to find him wide awake and fully dressed in white shorts and a grey sweatshirt. He looks so soft and cuddly, I want to pull him back into bed and never let him go.


"What time is it?" I grumble.

"7am," He confesses and laughs through his nose when I groan loudly and bury my face into the soft white pillow.

"Wanna go for a ride?" He whispers in my ear and I turn to squint at him again through my one open eye.

"Already?" I ask confused and I see amusement cross his beautiful face.


"On a motorcycle! Filthy girl!" He grins.

"Oh," I grin back, still disorientated by sleep and really not sure what the hell is going on. "Now?"

"I know it's early, but I want to go before people wake up, don't want anyone seeing us. Sorry, I know-" He starts to apologise, running his hand through his hair and I sit up to kiss him quickly.

"s'fine baby, I'm up, I'm up." I croak.

I roll out of bed and pull on my bikini with blue high waisted denim shorts and a white cropped sweater, clearly not having time to have a shower as Harry waits impatiently, obviously excited, by the door.

"Just going to brush my teeth and fix my hair," I warn him and giggle when he actually huffs.

Yesterday was the most magical day, the boat, the scenery, Harry and I finally together, kissing and touching.   Bec, Frankie and I sat talking in a hushed circle as I told them about the kiss in the pool and the first, second, third time, sparing them the details, while Harry and the boys did backflips off the side of the boat into the ocean.

"LIIIIIIV!" Harry whines from the door and I roll my eyes and I splash my face quickly with water.

"Jeeeez, you're antsy this morning!  Not wearing your boots for three days stressing you out, babe?" I joke, poking my tongue out at him as I tie my converse up and grab my sunglasses before I walk towards the door he already has open.

"I've been putting them on when you're in the shower just to feel better." He smirks and swats my behind as I pass him.

"Will the rental place be open this early?" I ask him as we walk down the steps, my body present but my mind still waking up.

"No faith in me, do you?" He smirks, looking back at me, a backpack I just noticed is hanging off one shoulder.

"Should I ask if you know how to ride a motorbike? Or is this one of those, "trust you" moments?" I smirk back.

He laughs and shakes his head, practically running towards the entrance of the hotel where a bike is propped up on the side of the road.

"Harry, when did you-" I start to ask before he lightly kisses my lips and rams a helmet onto my head.

"Shit!" I hiss at the force.


"Damn, you can still talk." He grins a dimple popping smile and I shove his shoulder. 

He takes my sunglasses from my hand and carefully pushes the arms behind my ears in the heavy helmet and kisses my nose.

"Cute," he smiles and his eyes sparkle.

I watch as he tilts his head back and shakes his long chocolate waves off his face and pulls his helmet on. He holds onto one of the handles and throws his leg over the seat of the bike and I didn't think it was possible for him to look any sexier until just now. I would never admit it but I kinda wish he was in his skinny jeans and boots.

"Are you coming or are you going to make me show you my licence first?" He yells swinging the backpack around to his front.

I hold my middle finger up at him and hold onto his shoulder as I climb on behind him, pulling my feet up onto the little bars.

"Ok baby?" He says, hooking his fingers under my knee and rubbing circles into my skin with his thumb. I nod before he kicks the stand away and starts the bike with a roar.

I hold on to his waist and close my eyes as I feel the bike take off and his leg leave the ground. I squeal, my arms wrapping around him tighter and I can feel his chest vibrate as he laughs.

After a moment I open my eyes and squeal again, this time it's laced with excitement rather than fear and I pull my head away from Harry's back to take in the surroundings.

I have no idea where we are going but he obviously does as he turns the bike confidently onto a main motorway.

He was right about leaving so early, the streets are almost empty with only local shop owners starting to set up for the day ahead, the hour far too early for tourists to be exploring the island yet.

I run my arms up underneath his sweatshirt and hum at the feeling of his warm skin. He removes a hand from the handlebars for a split second to hold it over mine before returning it to grip the bar out in front of him.

I didn't expect to find this so hot! Our bodies pressed up against each other, my legs spread open and him sitting between them, my hands on his stomach where the muscles are flexing with every turn or gear change and to top it all off there is a slow hum of vibration from the seat of the bike that is purring through my entire body.

There is something about Harry's control that is making my heart race as well. The way he handles the bike as I sit behind him with no way to question to him or guide him, I have to just trust him completely and it's not only liberating but seriously sexy.

My mind wanders to imagining him pulling over and me swivelling around in the seat to straddle his lap, his fingers digging into my hips as he thrusts into me hard and fast. 

I pull my mind out of the gutter and I bite my lip trying to not let my hand wander down his torso too far and cause us to crash.

We ride for around half an hour before Harry pulls off down a quiet road that winds down a short cliff face. He stops at the top of the path and I pout into my helmet when he turns the bike off.

He turns his head to me and speaks through his helmet. "We have to walk from here." I nod and he kicks the stand down, allowing me to jump off first before he leans the bike against it.

I pull my sunglasses and helmet off as he swings his leg over and does the same.

He rests it on the handle bar and swivels the backpack around to his back, messing his hair with both hands and running his fingers through the front.

My whole body is still vibrating from the ride and I'm pretty sure my panties are wet from my inappropriate thoughts for the last half an hour.

"What did you think, Toots?" He grins, a wild smile taking over his face, clearly having loved every second.

I don't hesitate putting my helmet to the ground and pushing my body into his. My arms wrap around his neck and his hands find my arse before I instinctively jump into his arms and crash my lips into his.

My tongue finds his instantly and I kiss him passionately, the heated memories of the last thirty minutes buzzing through my veins as our mouths move desperately together. He groans into my lips and turns to sit me on the bike, leaning into me as his hands grip my hips. I run my fingers through his hair and arch my back in attempt to get closer.

"Fuck Liv, if I knew this would turn you on so much I would have had you on the back of a motorcycle a year ago," He laughs through his panting.

"If I knew it would turn me on so much I would have begged you to." I tell him as one of my hands move under his sweatshirt but he stops it.

"We're too out in the open here baby, it's not far, please," he begs, his mouth attaching to my neck and I groan, reluctantly nodding.

He pulls away and pinches his lip as he watches me slide down from the seat. I notice his eyes sweeping across the landscape, checking for any unwanted guests.

We grab our helmets and Harry takes my hand, a small gesture that means so much when you are prohibited from doing it in public, even as friends.

"How did you find this place?" I ask him as we make our way down the rough terrain.

"The manager from the hotel who got me the bike mapped it out for me."

"He won't tell anyone we are here?" I wonder out loud.

"The amount I'm paying to book out the hotel for a week, you'd hope not. I also made it clear he was the only person who knew where we were going so, hopefully he's not that stupid." He says, getting frustrated that he has to worry about these things.

I squeeze his hand, letting him know it's ok, and try to lighten the mood.


"What you got in your backpack there, baby? Never ending box of condoms?"

He turns back from where he navigates the path in front of me and smiles regretfully through his growing aggravation. The conversation only reminding him of a time he wished hadn't happened.

"Hey," I pull on his hand, urging him to stop and face me. "Harry, we are here alone, together and happy.  And I love you." I tell him sincerely.


"You're right, you're so right, I love you." He says kissing me softly but I can tell he hasn't quite shaken out of it yet as he turns around and leads me further down the dusty path.

A/N: Second last chapter of Part 1!! Part 2 will be up right away and pick up where this one leaves off!  

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