A Friend in London

One Direction Fan Fiction. Krista and her boyfriend of 5 years break up and she has nowhere to go. Her best friend Robyn decides to take her on a whirlwind journey to London to escape. Everything is going smooth until Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson enter the picture. Will everything continue to go smoothly or will they ruin their chances of ever having a normal life again?

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A/N: So I’ve had writers block lately and this chapter is a little bit of filler. Cute filler so it’s still worth it. Just don’t get disappointed. <3

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I was startled awake by a loud clap of thunder. It felt like it shook the whole house. I jumped, gasping for air. It was still dark and when I tried to move, my body felt so heavy, sluggish even. Harry’s arm was wrapped tightly around my ribs, making it hard for me to catch the air I was so desperately seeking. I peeled his forearm away from me sitting up slowly as he rolled over to the other side , snuggling up to the pillows on the opposite side of his bed. I realized I was completely naked and got quite self conscious as I searched the floor next to the bed for my underwear and a shirt.  My dress was in a heap next to his bedroom door so I fumbled putting my underwear on, searching for a t-shirt in the piles of his clothing on the floor. Slipping one of his tank tops over my head I stumbled towards his bathroom with alcohol still swimming through my veins. I flipped the light on after I closed the door tightly behind me, turning towards the mirror. 

My hair was disheveled, some parts sticking straight off my head. My eyeliner looked as though it had been smeared all over my eyes and my red lipstick had faded to a pale pink, with a shadow on the side of my mouth from where Harry had so feverishly kissed me as soon as the door to his flat had shut. The thing that caught my attention the most though was the red and purple markings along my neck and collar.Teeth marks and bruises that he had so lovingly placed on me hours before.  There was a small bruise on the upper right of my arm which were clearly finger marks and as my eyes trailed down my body in the mirror I noticed a few dark spots forming on the inside of my left thigh. Bite marks.  I remember how it felt having his mouth everywhere but nowhere. I could still feel him on me. It was like a wonderful dream that was brought to an end too quickly. 

I washed my face, smoothed my hair down a bit and used his mouthwash to rinse the taste of whiskey out of my dry mouth. I heard the handle on the bathroom door as I was turning the faucet off and caught his face in the mirror before I turned around. He was naked, just looking at me with a brooding look in his eyes.

“Why have you put clothes on? It’s only half 5.” His voice raspy with sleep, rubbing his right eye. 

“I was chilly, and the thunder woke me up. How come you don’t have any clothes on?” I smiled at him, still locking eyes in the bathroom mirror.

He walked up behind me brushing the hair off my neck and placing his fingers on the marks he left behind last night.

“I’m not sorry about those.” He mumbled as he put his mouth on one of the bruises. “I wanted those on you the first night at the pub, but I didn’t want to jump the gun, seem too eager.” He exhaled into my skin.

“I’m not sorry either.” I giggled as he moved back from me to look at himself in the mirror. 

He had a few of the same bruises I did along his throat and a nice claw mark on his stomach. I smiled remembering every single detail of the night before. Honestly, best sex of my life. Hands down. Harry Styles exceeded my expectations. This boy definitely knew what he was doing in the bedroom. He pulled me back against his chest and told me to come back to bed, it was too early to be awake and he wanted to feel me again. How could I say no to that?

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Robyn’s POV

The sun had started to break through the blinds in my room as I awoke to a loud snoring coming from my left side. Louis was sleeping on his stomach, face almost all the way into the pillows and no sheets covering his perfect ass. I smiled to myself knowing that I had not only had him reeling over me once, but twice in 3 days, and he was fast asleep in my bed. The universe was on my side. 

I realized that Krista had stayed out per my request last night and decided that even if she wasn’t awake, I was at least going to try. I picked up my phone and texted her.

X Mayday, Mayday. I need my best friend to wake up so she can tell me if she sexually destroyed an 18 year old last night. I’ll be waiting. PS. Louis broke my vagina. No joke. I can’t feel it right now. Bye. X -R

I laughed at myself as I hit send.

“Broke your Vagina?” I heard his voice beside me, jumping at the sound.

“Christ Lou, what the hell?”

“What? I didn’t mean to see it, you were just not holding the phone far enough away for me not to. By the way, I’m quite sure I haven’t broken it. We can test it out again though just to make sure.” He laughed. “And I’ll tell you now, knowing Harreh, and the way he was looking at her last night, I would say she was the one who was probably destroyed.” 

“I don’t know, you haven’t seen some of the things she writes about doing to him, he may not be able to walk today…” I smirked at him as he lazily leaned over to kiss me.

“Plans for the day love? We should meet up with Harry and Krista, maybe do some shopping and eating? I’d like to get to know your friend. If she’s anything like you, I see why Harry likes her.” 

“Don’t really have any I guess, we’ll find out what they want to do after she calls me to gossip.” I laughed laying back in his arms. 

“I should tell you now though, he gets attached easily. Especially to older women. I don’t know what it is with him, but I bet he’ll feel like telling her he loves her by the end of the week. He can’t help himself when he’s got a good thing going. Even if it’s for a few days. He’s going to be devastated when you guys have to leave to go back to America.”

“And you wont?” I smiled at him, watching his eyes crinkle at the edges with a smile.

“Of course I will, but I’m practical. I know that when we come back over there in November, and again after the new year, I’ll be able to see you when I want. If you can accommodate me into your schedule after you’ve gone home…Harry though, he will see her leaving as never being able to see her again. He doesn’t think like the rest of us. He will be trying to catch flights there in the middle of the week if she forgets to return a text. He’s like a puppy. He has no concept of time. He will think that the more time that passes, that she will go back to her life before him and forget. It’s how he is. He’s 18. I just really hope she’s not toying with him. I’ve seem him depressed and trust me, it’s awful.”

He was opening up big time and I couldn’t really believe the things he was telling me about Harry. He seemed so confident. I wouldn’t picture him as the type to freak out and get upset about us leaving, getting so attached to her. But it has only been a few days and he’s spent as much time with her as possible. It was going to be fine.

“Look, we’re still here for another two weeks. It will be fine. We’ll all go out, party together, spend time with each other, have lots of sex. Not with them, just us.” I said laughing. He just shook his head at me sliding his hand around my waist. “I mean really Lou,” I kissed him softly. “How far in could Harry really be?” 

I was going to find out sooner than later.

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