Unexpected

Chapter 19

Samantha's POV:

“I thought you liked it when I kiss you” Harry smirks at me as he turns me around, tightening his grip around my hips.

I don't answer, my head is spinning and I instantly regret that I drunk alcohol today. His grip tightens again and I close my eyes as I turn around. I don't want to be with him right now, the actions from today still confuse me and I don't want to be a game for him.

“That's what I thought” he chuckles as I don't answer and I feel his breath on my face.

“You really look beautiful today” he whispers and his lips brush over my cheek.

I tense and hold my breath, slowly opening my eyes again.

“Harry stop” I say trying to sound determined.

He chuckles again and lifts my chin up, his eyes are dark but they seem tired, exhausted, not like those shiny green eyes I like. I wonder what's wrong with him but I don't feel like asking him. To be honest I just want him to disappear and leave me alone. I don't care if he walks back to Linda and has fun with her I just want to be alone right now and I don't want him touching me all the time.

I try to step back and to my surprise he releases me and I finally get out of his grip. He looks at me, his look is confused.

“What is your problem now?” he asks me and I nearly laugh because of his stupid question.

“I don't have problem” I say as I walk into my new bedroom.

He walks behind me, I turn around and look him straight into the eyes.

“What do you think you're doing?” I ask him.

He looks at me his eyes widen and he smirks.

“I don't know you tell me” he chuckles while coming closer.

“No Harry, I think its time for you to leave” I say “Go back to Linda” I mumble and I hope he doesn't hear it.

He laughs and I look down on the floor. Shit he heard me saying those words.

“You want me to go back to her?” he chuckles.

“Yes, go back to her and continue your fun actions” I don't know why I say all those things but I can't help myself.

“You're jealous aren't you?” he asks.

I laugh and look up at him, while walking towards the bed to sit down. I'm still dizzy and I don't want Harry to see the way I have trouble to stand straight.

“I'm not jealous” I tell him and he laughs again.

“You are” He stops a few feet away from me.

“I'm not jealous of being a whore” the words leave my mouth and I instantly put my hand over my mouth as I realise I just said that out loud.

He stops laughing and raises his eyebrows. Silence fills the room and as I hear him taking a deep breath I manage to look up at him again. His eyes stare into mine and he pulls his mouth to a adorable smile.

“So that's the way you think about me huh?” He says, his voice sounds colder than before but he is still smirking.

“No, not you..I mean yes..or no..” I stop as I realise I talk shit and Harry chuckles quietly.

I'm actually surprised he doesn't care that much about me calling Linda or maybe him a whore. He stands there in front of me and watches me but I try not to look at him. My heart is beating really fast and my mind is going crazy, not only because I drank alcohol but also because he confuses me. I thought I heard noises from his hotel room but he then he suddenly appears on my door and I thought he was out with Linda but still he showed up at my hotel room. My new one to be correct. I was confused and Harry must notice that because he begins to chuckle and steps closer to me. He stops in front of me and as I still don't look up at him he bends down to his knees. He chuckles at my reaction as he puts his big hands on my legs and softly squeezes them. Again I hope he doesn't see the goosebumps which appear all over my skin. I don't want to react to his actions like that but somehow my brain and my body doesn't work together and I get even more confused.