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With Harper becoming more popular by the second, Nick can't seem to get a spare moment alone with him for even five minutes. With management controlling Harper's every move and all the tours and interviews he had to do, the couple crashes into their hardest challenge yet.   Harper "You're being closeted. The public can't know you're gay." The words pissed me off. "You can't do this!" "Harper, we're your publicists. We do this to protect your upcoming career. You're "spouse" Marcy is outside. You two are going to go get to know each other. And please, don't have Nick along." I was infuriated. I did not know that Modest!Management could be horrible. How could they do this? Nick Harper assured me we'd spend the night together and it'd be extra special, but my heart still ached. I was so worried about what was to happen from here. If Harper were to keep getting famous, we'd be unable to do things together. I've seen bands that have been closeted. Relationships were destroyed and hearts were broken. I just prayed that Harper and I could get past it. texts: Nick and Harper - afternoon H: Nick i swear to you the minute i get home from this god awful date i will f**k you senseless in the hotel room. N: what about the hot tub? H: that's an even better idea. N: why are we so s****l now? H: every growing couple goes through the 's*x 24/7' phase  N: oh great H: i know right it's fantabulous N: did you just H: yeah i did N: why couldn't you just say fantastic or fabulous my god. H: i love you N: i love you too H: can't wait for later N: Harper I sat in the car that was sent for me, still a bit upset with what was happening. The driver opened the door, motioning to where I had to meet my so called date. I sighed and opened the cafe door. In front of me was a girl with brown hair and a Starbucks coffee cup in her hand. "Hi," she grinned, "I'm Eleanor." "M'Harper," I sighed. She took my hand and dragged me to our table. Nick As Harper promised, he had me pinned up against the wall the minute the door to our hotel room opened. That day I had Skyped Louis. He was also reassuring me that Harper wouldn't forget about me or leave me in the dust. "God Nick," he muttered, kissing my neck, "the girl was such a white chick. She basically talked about her favorite outfits while drinking Starbucks the whole time. She didn't even look at me...can you look at me baby?" He pulled away and I have him full eye contact. "God I love you," he groaned before kissing me, "C'mon, we're going to the hot tub." Harper and I both grabbed towels (he grabbed the lube and the condom) before literally sprinting to the room where the hot tub was. We both pushed the door to the side, grinning when we saw no one was going to be around to see us f**k. Harper and I both stepped in, goosebumps rising on my skin as soon as the hot water touched. "C'mere babe," Harper whispered. He was already sitting in the hot tub all comfortable. That asshole. I slowly trudged over, sitting in his lap. He hummed in satisfaction before leaning up to kiss me. "Mhm, let's get this started please." I nodded and pressed my mouth on his harder than last time. He lifted me higher on his lap and stuck his tongue in my mouth. It had been such a long time since we kissed like this. Or...yesterday. But who cares. It's a hot tub. We're about to have s*x in a hot tub. Harper's thumbs hooked around the waistband of my swim trunks and within seconds my privates were soaking wet. I tugged off his swim trunks and his hard-on popped out. I'm so surprised we have this much energy to have this much s*x. He moved me off his lap so he could sit up in the tub. His c**k moved out the water and I had full visual of it. Completely and utterly hard. I wrapped my hand around him and Harper jerked himself off on it. That's a good thing then. I pumped him faster as his whining and groaning increased. As much as I loved it, I didn't feel like giving any blowjobs today, so I settled for my favorite; handjobs. Harper gripped the bottom of his c**k and begin flicking his wrist where I wasn't reaching. I felt him twitch in my hand and I pulled away immediately. "Fine, I'll come in you then." he chuckled. We switched spots, me leaning with my back against the edge of the hot tub and Harper gripping my hips. "Alright," I heard him say, "Let's get you nice and open babe." I looked at him and he squirted lube on three of his fingers. He kissed me before I felt the first one slip in. "Oh god," he groaned, "So f*****g tight Nick Jesus." Harper managed to hit my prostate almost immediately and my hips lifted up off the wall. It was so amazing I could barely breathe. "That was fairly quick," he chuckled. Two fingers were in and moving fast as soon as one finger became boring. Once three were in I could feel myself reaching the end. I gripped my c**k but that's when Harper pulled all the fingers out. "Sorry," he chuckled. I looked up and saw him lining himself up. He winked before he pushed himself in. The feeling of just being full again made me feel extraordinary. I nodded and he began to thrust into me. It was beautiful really, just staring at him as he's so pleasured. Hopefully he doesn't stare at me though. Soon we're both coming, he into me and me onto both of us. He pulled out once we both recovered from our highs and he laughed. "God, we have to have wet s*x more often--wait...what about shower s*x?" My eyes widened in surprise. Of all things, we haven't had shower s*x. We linked hands and walked out the room. "That's next on the list." Harper Nick was sleeping soundly by my side when my phone rings. While I'm drifting off? Really? "Hello?" I groaned sleepily. "Harper, this is Modest!HQ. You will speak to us in a respectful manner." "What do you want?" I ignored their request. note to Nick Nick, I left early, work called last night. I'll fill you in when I come home. I love love love you. I love you so much. -Harper