Trouble in Paradise ~ Book 2 ~ Completed!

It’s been a year since Harry and Bess got married and their beautiful baby girl, Emma, was born. Bess works for the boys’ management now and the three of them are together always. When Harry suddenly starts being all distant and moody though, Bess doesn’t know what to think. But the real problems between her and Harry begin when she gets closer to one other member of the band. ~ Sequel to The Rebound Girl ~


10. Zurich 2 - Snowball Fight

After we had dinner at the bistro Lana had found, we headed back to the hotel. There was 2 feet of snow on the ground and at one point Zayn decided that it was a good idea to throw a snowball at Harry’s face. So, Harry, like the competitive yet perfect creature that he was, hurled a snowball back at Zayn, hitting him right on the hair, messing it. Perrie, Lana and I gasped in terror. Nobody messed with Zayn’s hair. Nobody, ever! Zayn glared at Harry and said through his teeth, pointing his forefinger at him, ‘Not the hair, Haz. Not the hair.’

Harry shrugged cockily and Liam said, grabbing a snowball, ‘This means war!’

When the three boys began hurling snowballs at one another, Perrie took her phone out and Lana rolled her eyes, saying, ‘They’re so immature sometimes.’

I was about to agree but a snowball hit my butt and I cried an ‘Ouch.’ It had actually hurt. Zayn had thrown it and he was staring at me now, daring me with his eyes to go over there and play with him. I narrowed my eyes at him, grabbed a snowball and threw it at him, but being the klutz that I was, I completely missed.

Zayn laughed loudly before he said without thinking, ‘Not even close, baby.’

My eyes widened, Lana’s mouth fell and even though Perrie was talking on the phone, she had heard and looked hurt. Liam looked at Zayn, shaking his head, while Harry … well, Harry pretty much attacked him! He ran and crashed into him, wrapping his arms around Zayn’s waist and shoving his shoulder into his stomach. Harry threw him on the snow.

‘Haz, what the hell, man?’ Zayn yelled.

‘I’m going to kick your arse, Malik,’ Harry threatened through his teeth and was ready to throw a punch but Liam grabbed his arm, stopping him.

‘Calm down, mate,’ Liam told him.

Harry freed his arm and looked at Zayn for a moment before he shook his head, getting up. ‘Stay away from my wife,’ he warned, growling. Then, he walked to me and grabbed my hand, ‘Come on, Bess. Let’s go,’ he said and when he dragged me away, I looked over my shoulder. Lana had gone to Liam while Perrie was in shock and rooted to the spot. Zayn was still on his back on the snow and was hiding his face behind his gloved hands, cursing under his breath.


The whole walk back to the hotel, Harry was mumbling obscenities under his breath but the minute we reached the suite, he began yelling without any restraint. He went on cursing while he undressed. He pulled his knitted jumper over his head and threw it on the floor before he sat on the end of the bed, kicked his shoes off, unzipped his jeans and yanked them off. Finally, he ran a hand through his hair, let out a deep sigh and fell silent. I dropped my jacket on the floor and straddled his hips. He was only in his blue boxers. I put my hands on either side of his face and stared into his emerald eyes. They were hypnotizing and I could stare into them for days, gladly getting lost in them. ‘Let Zayn think and feel whatever he wants,’ I told him. I love you, baby. I don’t know who I am without you, Harry.’

Harry smiled warmly, grabbing at my ribs, and pressed his soft lips to mine. When he slowly lied on his back on the bed, I settled my hands on his chest, deepening the kiss. His heart thumbed beneath my palm. He put one hand behind his head and the other in my hair when I began planting butterfly kisses from his neck to his chest, stomach and belly but when I reached the beginning of his boxers there was a knock on the door. Both Harry and I groaned. It was as if we couldn’t get any alone time wherever we were. There was another knock and I sighed, getting off of him, but before I rolled out of bed, he grabbed my wrist. ‘I love you, Bess,’ he said, serious.

I smiled at him. ‘I love you, too, baby,’ I told him, touched his cheek and gave him a peck on the mouth.

‘Guys, it’s us,’ Liam called form outside. He was probably with Lana. The two of them went everywhere together lately. ‘Open up.’

I opened, letting them in. When they saw Harry lying on the bed half naked and with his hands joined behind his head, Liam smirked while Lana blushed. ‘Were you about to have some sexy time?’ she asked, looking away from Harry’s body.

‘We kind of were,’ I replied in all honesty. Harry chuckled and lifted his torso up, supporting on his elbows. I sat down beside him, his legs were hanging off the bed, and rested my hand on his knee. ‘What’s up?’ I asked them, yawning. Suddenly, I realized that I was tired.

‘Zayn and Perrie are having a massive fight in their suite,’ Liam informed us. I looked at Harry and he looked at me. Harry sat up and Liam went on, ‘Tomorrow’s their 2 year anniversary and Zayn had a lot of romantic things planned for the two of them but I doubt that Perrie will forgive him so soon.’

I knew I should feel sorry for Zayn but I didn’t, really. He shouldn’t have called me baby. He almost ruined my marriage and his friendship with Harry, too. I mean, what on earth was he thinking?

‘And to top all that, he thinks he’s lost one of his best mates,’ Liam finished.

Harry sighed and hesitated before he said, ‘I’ll go talk to him.’ Unconsciously, I squeezed his knee but didn’t say anything.

‘You should, Haz,’ Liam said. ‘He only made a little mistake,’ he added, looking at me. I turned away.

When Liam and Lana left, Harry got up, got dressed and went to find Zayn, and I curled up on the duvet, dozing off almost right away, because I really didn’t want to think about how their discussion would go or whom it would be about.

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