Chapter 21

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Samantha's POV:

“I don't know” I mumble, now embarrassed.

He slowly lifts himself up from me and lays beside me as he turns his face to look at me. I stare into his green eyes as he smiles back at me.

“You're not used to this right” he whispers and I look away.

He is right but also I'm not used to talk about it afterwards. I'm glad he doesn't try to touch me any more and I scoop slightly away from him to get under the blankets of my bed. I can see he is watching me but I don't know why I feel embarrassed now.

I lay there without saying anything and Harry lays at the other side of the bed without saying anything either. Suddenly he opens his mouth and whispers with his raspy and still so husky voice.

“Can I stay here tonight?”

I hold my breath as I try to think straight. Again I'm drunk and he is not and we would sleep in the same bed again. But there is one difference to last time. We started to kiss each other and we begin to speak to each other. What if he tries anything while I'm asleep. He knows that when I'm drunk I sleep like a bear.

“What happened to your own room?” I ask, thinking about the noises I hear before.

The noises which I linked to Harry and Linda. Linda what happened with her? Why wasn't she with Harry?

“I want to stay here” He says silently, refusing to look at me.

“Why?” I get curious about what happened, but also I want to know why he came up to my room if he could be with Linda. He obviously decided to be with Linda for the night and go shopping with me for the day.

“Just answer my question please” He says sounding annoyed.

“Promise you wont touch me and you can stay here”

I regret the words as soon as the leave my mouth and Harry chuckles. He pushes himself up on his elbows as he turns to face me. He is still chuckling and as I glance at him I almost have to smile he looks adorable when he thinks something is funny. He turns towards me as he lifts on arm up and tried to look at me with his most serious face.

“I promise I wont touch you” he speaks trying to bear down the chuckles.

I don't answer as he stands up and pushes his black jeans down, I try not to look but I just can't stop as he lifts up his shirt I nearly gasp.

“Leave that on” I manage to say and he laughs.

“I never sleep with clothes on” he says and smirks at me.

“If you want to stay in my room you need to” I say and turn away.
I can't look at him any longer. He makes my heart race without even saying a word and his body does things to me I would have never imagined.

“You're quite a boss, huh?” he mocks and lays onto the bed.

I don't have to look at him to know he is watching me, I'm glad I turned away and he is only seeing my back which is cuddled into the blankets. I could feel him crawling closer and I hold my breath I hope he wont touch me or make me turn around. That wouldn't be a good idea, not only because I'm drunk but also because I really am attached to him. I need to sleep, I really need to sleep. I'm so confused that it is hard for me to even thing clear. I hear Harry chuckling as I take a deep breath.

“Good night” I mumble as I turn of the light.

“Good night Sammy” he chuckles.

I don't fight him today but I hate it if he calls me Sammy. I never likes Sammy it feels like he wants to tease me all the time. Maybe its his way of showing me that he likes me but maybe not. I'm confused as I close my eyes.

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