Chapter 32

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Also, I do sometimes write the chapters using my phone, and sometimes it causes more typos than usual so I'm sorry if that happens! And I know that some of you think the story is going slow but that is the point of keeping the story going. Harry is hiding something and you will find out, don't worry just be patient 😊💞)

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HARRY'S POV

"C'mon we gotta get going." Niall tosses a black shirt at me. I've been Laying in this bed ever since I got home from school. The only interaction I had with her today was when she dropped her pencil in English and I picked it up for her.

"I don't wanna go." I toss the shirt onto the floor filled with other piles of clothes.

"What the fuck do you mean you don't want to go?" He grabs the shirt off of the floor and throws it at me again. "Seriously man, c'mon we gotta go."

He's really starting to piss me off right now. "I just said I don't want to go." I snap back and throw the shirt across the room once again.

"Since when don't you wanna go? Tiffy is gunna be there." Of course she fucking is. That's one of the reasons I don't want to.

"Exactly. Tiffy can go fuck herself."

I check my phone for any messages, maybe from Beth, but there are none.

"Your not fucking her anymore?" He says it so casual. And the way he says those words makes it sound disgusting. I have no idea what the hell I was fucking thinking even hooking up with her in the first place. I ignore his question and look up at the ceiling.

He walks over closer to my bed and takes a seat on the corner.

"What's with you, man? It's like your not yourself."

I'm not myself? I'm the same exact fucking person I was weeks ago.

"I haven't changed." My patience is running low and he's starting to piss me off.

Even thought Niall and I have been best mates for almost six years he still does things that piss me the fuck off now and then.

"You haven't? Okay. Since when do you sit and mope around like a fucking baby all day? Since when do you leave parties early? Since when did you stop being interested in Tiffy, since when-"

"I fucking get it." I snap again and he lets out a deep sigh. "I just don't wanna go, alright?"

"Fine, I'll tell everyone you have better things to do. I'll call you later." He stands up and walks out of my room and out of my apartment.

I'm sitting around moping because I'm confused. I need to think and organize my priorities and figure out what the fuck these feelings are.

I want to know we she doesn't want to kiss me. It bothered me the whole entire night, even when I went over to Tiffy's. The whole entire time she was fucking me I was thinking about Beth. I know I probably shouldn't have been but I can't seem to get her out of my mind.

I think I know why she doesn't want me. It's her fucking parents I know it. Her mother probably warned and probably gets pissed when she knows Beth was with me. Not to mention fucking Abby warning her too.

I do have a past. I do go to a lot of parties and I do have girls that I fuck.. I do it because I don't need to be in a relationship to do any of that. I don't need a fucking label with someone to get pleasure. I never dated anyone and probably don't plan on doing it, I don't want to be in a relationship but the feelings I get with Beth around me make me want her to belong to me. I want her to be only mine.

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