Love You, My Little Dreamer

My eyes slowly fluttered open, before squeezing themselves shut automatically. A shooting pain travelled around my skull as my eyes made contact with the lit room, the sun beaming straight through the windows made me let out a groan.

I rubbed my eyes roughly as I untangled myself from the sleeping boys arms, sitting up in the process. I glanced over at Harrys sleeping form and a small smile graced my lips as I took in how adorable he looked. He was sleeping on his side and his arms were thrown carelessly across the bed where I had been laying a few moments ago. He looked incredibly child-like and vulnerable as he snored lightly, deep in sleep.

I slid off the bed and leaned over, placing a light kiss on top of his forehead; almost as a ‘thank you’ for being there for me. It was nice knowing that he was willing to help out a friend in need and at the same time not push them to talk until they were ready. Behind his cheeky and flirty side there was a truly sweet and genuine person.

After exiting his room and entering the suite where Addy was currently still passed out, I instantly stripped and hopped into the shower, letting the warm beads of water drop onto my body. I could briefly hear Addy walking up as I turned off the water, wrapping a towel around my wet body, and exiting into the room.

“Look who’s finally awake.” I cooed as she sat upright on the bed, running her fingers through her tangled red hair.

“Shut up,” she mumbled groggily towards me. “You never came last night.” I heard her say as she stood up and started pulling her clothes out of her suitcase.

“I fell asleep in Harry’s room.” I admitted while a blush crawled up my cheeks. It sounded a lot worse then it really was.

“Ohhhhh, I didn’t know that you were that type of girl.” She said playfully as he proceeded to strip out of her clothes. She easily went from groggy and tired to playful and wide-awake. This girl was something all right.

“Nothing happened!” I exclaimed as I quickly tried to defend myself. “I just fell asleep next to him.”

“Mhm sure,” I heard her mutter as she put on some fresh clothes. “First you spend the whole day with Zayn and then crawl into bed with Harry. You naughty girl.” She cooed at me, her eyes twinkling evilly.

“How do you about that?” I asked as my eyes widened in shock. If she knew that meant others might know as well.

“Please love, I’m part of your management now.” She explained as she folded her arms across her chest. “I know everything. But don’t worry; I know that Zayn didn’t cheat on Perrie with you. I know you enough to know that you would never stoop that low.”

I felt relief wash my eyes at her statement; she was right, I would never stoop that low. I didn’t like when other people interfered in my relationships so I definitely wasn’t going to interfere in someone else’s. “Thank god you don’t believe the headlines.” I mumbled as I went and picked out my outfit for the day. “I was just showing him around New York. We haven’t been getting along that well so I thought it would be a good idea to get to know him.” I explained to her. I decided to leave out the part about Zayn saving me from my dad; I found no need to blow it up.

“I believe you love, but that doesn’t mean other people will. “ she said gently, she could easily tell the rumors bothered me.

I nodded at her, not wanting to continue the discussion anymore. I focused my attention on putting on my outfit for the day. I had picked out a pair of black skinny jeans, a grey Ramones t-shirt with a black zip-up fleece over it, and a pair of cheetah print Sperry’s. I ran a hand through my wet hair and placed my New York Yankees snap back on over my head; I had to show my support for my hometown.

“Were leaving in an hour Mads,” I heard her speak up as I was finished getting ready. “Pack up your stuff and meet me and the rest of the lads down in the lobby in an hour.” She ordered gently and I only nodded meekly. “I already called Trey last night and told him to stop by. So don’t worry you’ll see him before you leave.”

I nodded at her again and watched as she took her luggage and headed out of the suite. It was going to be hard leaving New York; the last three days had gone by quicker then I could have imagined. I thought back to last night and instantly regretted spending the day with Zayn and not with Trey. I probably wouldn’t have regretted it if Zayn hadn’t acted like such a dick towards the end. All I could hope for was that Trey wouldn’t be mad at me for not spending as much time with him as I should have.
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An hour had gone by much quicker then I had expected and before I knew it I was in the lobby standing with the rest of the group. I did my hardest not to stare at Zayn and Perrie as they cuddled up into a lobby chair, it seemed as though she had forgiven him for last night.

I felt two hands wrap around my waist as they pulled me gently into their firm body. “We match,” I heard Harry whisper huskily into my ear, his minty breath sent tingles down my spine.

I whipped around and found Harry smirking down at me, his hands still wrapped around my waist. I looked down at his outfit and found that we were wearing matching Ramones T-shirts. I instantly blushed at the fact that we had somehow managed to match again.

I buried my face into my hands and let out a groan. “Not again!” I moaned and I heard him let out a lighthearted chuckle.

“Don’t worry babe,” I heard him whisper into my ear. “It looks better on you.” I felt my face heat up even more then it actually was. Damn him and his husky voice. “Plus, the hat makes you look way to sexy for your own good.” He added.

I unwrapped his hands from my waist and took a step back, giving him a playful glare. “You need to stop flirting with me Styles.” I said with a huff.

My comment made him smile brightly, making his dimples peak through. “No way love, I’m having to much fun.” He said seductively moving closer towards me. “By the way, this morning was the second time that you left me alone in bed.”

My mouth dropped at his comment and I was about to scold him when another pair of arms wrapped around my waist, interrupting me from my anger at Harry. “Long time no see, stranger.” I heard Trey whisper into my ear causing a big smile to appear on my lips.

“Trey!” I yelped excitingly as I turned around and brought my hands to the back of his neck.
He chuckled at me and pulled me in closer, letting me snuggle up into his neck. “I’m sorry we didn’t get to hang out as much as we wanted.” I murmured into his neck, feeling incredibly guilty.

“It’s okay babe,” he whispered gently in my ear. “We’re going to be seeing each other again soon.” He said knowingly.

I quickly pulled away from him and gave him a confused look. “Mason has a beach house down in Florida and we’re all going to be down there on the exact days that you will be down there. So I’ll be seeing you in a week.” He exclaimed excitingly.

A little shriek escaped my lips as I attacked him with a bear hug, the thought of saying good-bye to him was to much bear and now that I knew that I didn’t have to; it felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.

“I’m so happy that I don’t have to say good bye,” I admitted as I released him from my bone-crushing hug. “No tears for me today.” I said happily as he chuckled at my excitement.

He was about to say something but Paul interrupted our exchange. “Everyone the buses are here, so will you all please proceed outside!”

I watched as everyone gathered their stuff and made their way into their separate buses. “See you soon Mads.” I heard Trey whisper gently as he kissed the top of my head and walked over to Harry who was currently standing behind me. “Take care of her.” I heard Trey order fiercely at Harry and my eyes widened at the sound of his voice. “She’s practically family, don’t let anyone hurt her.” His voice sent shivers down my spine; it was stern and demanding.

“Of course I’ll protect her.” I heard Harry say back, with just as much fierceness in his voice as there had been in Treys.

I watched Trey nod at him quickly before turning back towards me. “Hey by the way babe, can you give this to that blonde in Little Mix.” He asked as he handed me a piece of paper.

“You mean Perrie?” I asked as I took the paper from him. “What is it?”

“It’s my number, tell her to hit me up.” He said with a smirk on his lips.

“Umm Trey, I hate to break it you but she has a boyfriend.” I said with a frown.

“She didn’t act like she had one when we were grinding at the club.” The smirk never left his face as my eyes widened with shock.

“Just give it her,” he said with a wink as he made his way off into the city; sending me a small wave in the process. I could practically feel myself fuming; not at Trey but at Perrie. Here I was being scorned for hanging out with Zayn, but Perrie was the one flirting and grinding with other guys. How could she do this to Zayn?

I was pulled out of my thoughts but Harry who walked over to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pulling me towards the bus; where everyone was already settling in. “You know I meant what I said,” I heard him whisper into my ear as we entered the bus. “I’ll keep you safe.” I practically swooned at his words, the way he said it so gently and roughly at the same time was unbelievably sexy.

“Awh Harry, I didn’t know that you were such a softy.” I said teasingly as I sat down on the couch in the lounging area. Way to ruin a sweet moment, I thought to myself. I couldn’t let someone one just be unbelievably sweet to me could I?

I looked up at him and watched as his eyes twinkled evilly, oh no. I screamed as he dove at me, tackling me onto the couch. Somehow I couldn’t figure out what was happening as he started tickling my sides and nuzzling me with his nose and his face. I was giggling like crazy as his hands probed my sides, to say I was ticklish would be an understatement. I tried to swat his arms away but he only kept a firm grip on my stomach.

“Harry stop!” I shrieked as I erupted into another fit of giggles.

He had a huge smile on his face as he removed his hands from my sides and placed them next to the sides of my face. His curls hung over my forehead, tickling my skin. His eyes were green and bright and dancing as he stared directly into mine. My eyes widened in shock and my breath hitched as he started to dig his hips into mine, a huge smirk on his face.

I couldn’t help but feel tingly all over. Damn him.

“Harry get off!” I said while trying to sound playful, last thing this cocky boy needed was to know of the effect that he was having on my body and me.

“Did you just call me a softy?” he questioned naughtily. A blush rose up on my face as he continued to dig his hips into mine.

“Nooo.” I heard myself murmur weakly as I began to slowly let myself enjoy his body on mine.

“Yes, I think you did.” He said teasingly. “But I know a good way that you could make it up to me.” I couldn’t help but cock and eyebrow at him. I didn’t even want to know what he wanted.

“Tell me why you were sad last night.” I heard him whisper into my ear and I almost froze in shock. That’s what he wanted? I was sort of expecting something explicit and naughty.

I looked at him questioningly before nodding my head and letting him know that I would tell him everything. I watched as he pulled himself off of me and offered me his hand. I slipped my hand into his and let him pull me over to his bunk. He slid into his bunk and patted the spot next to him.

“Both of us are not going to fit in there.” I huffed as I crossed my arms across my chest.

“Just get in babe!” he said with a groan as he made a show of scooting closer to the wall. I let out a small huff as I crawled into the bunk next to Harry.

I watched him lean over and close the curtain of the bunk, leaving us in complete darkness. It was silent for a moment as he wrapped his arms around my body and pulled me in closer.

“Finally, just me and you.” He whispered into my ear, his hot breath fanning my face.

I giggled, nuzzling his neck a bit in the process. It felt right being in his arms like this. I knew it wasn’t how friends were really supposed to act around each other but it just felt natural being this close to him.

“Tell me everything.” I heard him say gently.

And that’s what I did. I told him everything.
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After spilling everything to Harry, including how my dad had hit me, he was practically shaking in anger. He was angry at the way my parents were treating me and at the way Zayn was treating me. It took me a while to calm him down but eventually he did cool off long enough to head back to the lounge.

Our next stop was New Jersey and it wasn’t that long of a drive to get there. We spent a couple of hours watching movies and just hanging out. I couldn’t help but notice how the whole time Harry kept sending Zayn glares and Zayn kept sending him looks of confusion. I felt slightly guilty because when I told Harry everything that happened, the last thing that I wanted to do was break up their friendship. And I did feel slightly bad for Zayn, knowing that his girlfriend has spent the night grinding with Trey.

By the time we made it to New Jersey and had settled into our new hotel, I was worn out. I was just about to doze off when I heard a knock on my door. I walked over and opened it and watched as my stylist came rushing in with a huge luggage in hand.

Her eyes were wild and panicked as she gazed over my appearance. “What are you wearing?” I heard her shriek as she practically made herself at home. “You look like a hobo and your have hat hair.” She was frantic as she started to pull out makeup bags and hair products from her bag.

“What are you doing here Ella?” I moaned at her; all I wanted was a nice nap.

“Honey you have to get ready!” she said quickly as she pulled out a chair and motioned for me to sit. “You have an interview in an hour!”

“An interview?!” I shrieked as I quickly sat in the chair. “No one told me that I had one!”

“It’s very last minute, I know.” She explained as she began to tug on my frizzy hair. “They just scheduled it. You and Zayn are going to be appearing on the locals news station.”

My teeth clenched and my stomach dropped the moment she said his name. “Why just me and him?” I asked, obviously not pleased.

“You have to clear up the whole cheating scandal.” She said as I felt her begin to curl pieces of my hair. “The press has been going crazy and their demanding some sort of statement.”

I groaned and buried my face deep into my hands. The last thing I wanted to do was go on a new station alone with Zayn. How did they expect us not to talk and interact when they were forcing us to do interviews together?

I stayed quiet the next half hour as I let Ella poke and probe at my face and hair. When we were finished I had my hair curled in light waves and my makeup was simple with a light pink lip that made my lips look especially pouty. My outfit now consisted of a cream peplum top, Salmon colored skinny jeans, pink platforms, and a gold bow necklace. I looked extremely pink and preppy but in a good way. Ella was definitely good at her job.

“I’m a miracle worker.” I heard her mumble as she proceeded to push me out of the hotel and into a black stretch limo. Thankfully there were no paparazzi or fans at the hotel; they had yet to find out where we were staying.

Ella obviously didn’t give much though to the fact that it was freezing outside when she had picked out my outfit. As we parked in the studio parking lot I practically froze my ass off. Cold breezes shuffled thin strands of my hair into the air as I wrapped my arms around my body tightly, rubbing up and down in the process.

It was a relief when I walked into the studio; the heat instantly cooled down my trembling body and helped relax my nerves. Everything seemed to be moving extremely fast as Ella shoved me into a brightly lit room full of cameramen and producers. They all sent me friendly waves and smiles as I made my way towards the set.

The set consisted of a large couch and a smaller one and a background that was just a huge picture of the jersey shore boardwalk. I was surprised to see Zayn already sitting on the couch, inhaling a puff of his cigarette. I froze when he looked up and our eyes met briefly. Something happened whenever we looked at each other. I don't what it was but I knew he saw it too. He was the first to look away.

As Zayn’s eyes moved away from my face they instead traveled across my body. I blushed furiously when I realized he was checking me out. I kept my eyes trained on his face as he ran his tongue across his bottom lip. Damn, he was sexy. I drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly. I promised myself I wouldn't let myself get lost in the way that a simple look from him could send tingles down my body.

One of the producers directed me to the same couch as Zayn, and I sat down to close to comfort. I could feel his body stiffen next to mine; as if the situation could have gotten more uncomfortable. I could smell the smoke radiating off his body as he took long drags of his cigarette. I almost had the nerve to ask him for one. Key word. Almost.

We sat in silence for a while before the interviewer came up and made her way towards the small couch, taking a seat. Zayn immediately shoved his barely smoked cigarette into the ashtray at her arrival. “My names Abigail Connors, and I will be interviewing guys today. It’s a pleasure to meet both of you.” She said with a sickly sweet smile. She was on the older side; maybe in her late 40’s, she had light brown hair and a boring pantsuit on.

“Pleasures ours.” Zayn said smoothly to her and I simply just nodded my head. My spaz side came out at the worst times.

She smiled at us right as the cameraman started to countdown the seconds before we went live. When he got to one Abigail sent a big smile towards the camera and started making her introductions. “Hello and welcome to New Jersey News on Fox, I’m Abigail Connors and today with us we have the handsome Zayn Malik and the beautiful Madeline Moore.” I did my best to genuinely smile at the camera as I saw it pan to me.

“It’s a pleasure to be here,” I heard Zayn repeat just as smoothly as he did before. He didn’t seem to be bothered by the cameras at all.

“As we all know, the main reason that you’re here is to talk about the headlines that have been taking over the nation.” She said as she leaned in towards us. “So tell us about what really happened?”

“Well Abigail,” Zayn spoke up first, it was obvious that he was going to take the dominant role in this interview. “Basically everything was taken way out of proportion. I never cheated on Perrie, Maddy and me had simply spent the day enjoying New York City together as friends.“

“I think the problem that people have with that is that it was just the two of you alone, why didn’t you ask the others to come?” she asked curiously, I knew that she wasn’t just going to accept Zayn’s answer without a fight.

“The others were to worn out from the night before, they had all had a bit to much to drink.” He said jokingly, his smoothness never leaving his voice. “Maddy and me were the only ones willing to get up and walk around.”

The interview sent him a light smile and turned her attention towards me. “So Maddy, tell me about the picture of Zayn holding your hand while you guys were at the ice rink?”

“Oh, that was nothing.” I murmured, my voice clearly not showing nearly the same amount of confidence that his had. I could feel his eyes smoldering into me and I felt the heat rush to my cheeks as I stuttered my way through my response. “He was simply helping me up when I had fallen down, and well that evolves holding hands.” It was hard to concentrate on the questions when Zayn kept looking up at me through his bloody long lashes.

“So your just friends?” she said with a cocked eyebrow, she was clearly hoping for more scoop.

“Yeah, were just good mates.” He said brightly as he wrapped an around my waist, pulling me closer. I let my gaze dart to him and I just hiked an eyebrow. As in to say ‘What the fuck?’
He sighed, his dark eyes rushing over my face, he gave me a look that said ‘just go with it’. And well, that’s what I did. I let out a bright smile and snuggled into him a bit, letting out a small giggle in the process.

“Well, aren’t you to adorable.” She cooed at us with a sickly sweet smile. I tried to give my best genuine laugh but it was hard when Zayn was rubbing circles on my skin that had peaked through my top.

Zayn responded with a chuckle, his cute and adorable and perfect little laugh. He lied so effortlessly. The way he was lightly starting to flirt with the interviewer made her practically swoon at his feet. I only glowered from beneath my veil of curly hair, trying to hide the fact that I was scowling.

“So here you have it folks,” she said to the camera, the smile never leaving her face. Zayn had definitely managed to charm her. “There friends and that’s all.”

“Definitely,” I heard Zayn pipe up from next to me. “She’s most definitely not my type anyways.” He said with a light chuckle, trying to keep the comment playful and light. But for some reason I felt my jaw lock as my face paled instantly.

Those words hurt me more then I would have liked.
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The interview was pretty much finished after that, despite the last few questions about how tour was going and how we were enjoying it. After it was over it, Zayn and me had instantly left each other’s arms and headed towards separate directions. He didn’t even bother to tell me good-bye or at least give me a small wave. I couldn’t help but feel a pang in my chest at his actions, including the ones from before.

When I got back to the hotel, I sat in the living room and curled my high heel clad feet underneath my legs and snuggled my face into a pillow. Tears were starting to brim my eyes, ‘She’s not my type anyways’. Those words lingered in my mind and I couldn’t help but feel incredibly offended and hurt.

I almost snapped out of my trance when I realized how ridiculous I was acting. I was angry that a boy with a girlfriend wasn’t attracted to me. I was officially becoming a total girl.

“Hey Maddy,” I heard Harry shout as he entered the living room area of our suite. I snapped my head up and my tear brimmed eyes met his bright green ones.

“Have you been crying?” he asked as he sat down on the couch next to me and gently began to rub my thigh.

“Of course not.” I murmured as I quickly wiped my eyes, defeating the purpose of my statement.

“It’s Zayn again isn’t it?” I heard him whisper, “ I saw the interview love, and I heard what he said.”

I just nodded my head sadly, this time not letting any tears escape my eyes. “Well I know how to make you feel better, I have a surprise for you!” he eyes instantly brightened up and he sent me an excited smile.

“Oh, no” I murmured jokingly as once again I was pushed out of the hotel room and into the cold night sky.
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Harry’s hands were covering my eyes as we stood outside in the middle of the night. “Are you ready to see the surprise?” I heard him whisper in my ear and I nodded excitingly.

He slid his hands away from my face and I was met with the sigh of a beautiful ocean. My mouth let out a gasp in shock as I glazed over at the beauty of the beach even at night. The water was incredibly dark as it crashed near our feet; the only light was the moon beaming down on us. My heels slightly sank into the sand as I gazed out into the horizon. He had taken me to the Jersey Shore; it was slightly cheesy but still cute at the same time.

“You didn’t have to bring me here you know,” I said with a small smile as I kept my gaze faced towards the ocean.

“I know,” he said gently. “But I wanted to.” His voice was so honest and real that it sent chills down my spine.

I felt him lightly grab my hand as he walked me over to a spot where he sat down and I followed in suit. I closed my eyes and cleared my mind. The sounds of the waves hitting each other enveloped my ears as I laid down and sank into the sand. I inhaled the smooth breeze, loving how clean and fresh the air smelt. It almost felt cleansing, helping me breathe deeper and easier. Times like this, I cherished deeply.

I turned my head towards Harry and watched as he pulled out a vodka bottle from his bag and proceed to twist off the top of the bottle with his teeth and spit it over into the sand. He took a quick swig before handing me the bottle. I took it in my shaky hands, pressing the mouth of it to my lips. It burned down my throat as I took a long much-needed sip. The burn sent warmth down my shivering body. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and handed it back to him.

We took turns taking sips, and as I went for another one, I felt my eyes blur a bit. My head had already been spinning and my mind wasn’t making much sense but at the moment that was all right with me.

I giggled loudly, feeling the haze in my brain, as his hands moved to my hips, just were my skin peaked through my top. His fingers moved slowly across my skin, practically lighting me on fire.
I rolled my head to the side to look at Harry who was watching the waves as they crashed into the shore. He was looking forward but his fingers moved, grazing my upper thigh. He rubbed in gentle circles with the tips of his fingers; if I weren’t slightly tipsy I would have never let him that close to my ‘area’.

I felt myself sit upright and I snuggled closer into him. He used his hand to pull up my chin so that I was staring directly into his green eyes that were filled with lust and desire.

I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t say anything. My mind was swirling and all I could do was stare at his cherry lips and watch as his dimples appeared on his face.

My eyes flickered from his mouth to his hand that was now pressed against my cheek; his thumb was moving circles against my skin delicately. “I’m going to kiss you now.” He whispered seductively as he leaned forward.

“Harry, I don’t think I like you like that,” I admitted drunkenly. I watched Harry smirk down at me; he didn’t seem offended by my statement.

“I know you don’t babe,” Harry’s husky voice filled my ear as he leaned over, his lips brushing against my skin. “I know that you like Zayn, whether you like to admit it or not. But your lonely and I’m lonely so why not?” I shivered at his suggestion, and bit down hard on my lip.

As bad as I wanted to lean over and whispering something seductive and irresistible into his ear, all I did was nod my head like the spaz I was.

A sizzle of heat flashed across my lips as his soft, full lips brushed across mine. The kiss started out soft and gentle, but seconds later I let my lips slowly part and his tongue immediately dashed in. A jolt of excitement tore through my brain as our kiss became more passionate and intense.

Shivering, I felt the moment take over. His hands were everywhere, it seemed. Somehow during our make out session I had ended up on his lap with my hands wrapped around the back of his neck. We kissed for a while until we had to eventually slip away so that we could both take deep breathes. I looked into his green eyes and I could see them cloud over in lust in a way that made me so hot to my core.

“Friends with benefits.” I heard him whisper seductively into my ear.

I nodded my head enthusiastically and before he got the chance to reply, my lips crashed onto his for the second time.

I had a feeling this wasn’t going to end well, but with the alcohol clouding my brain and Harry's hands all over my body, I could honestly give two shits.