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Chapter 39

"Harry." I swallowed. "I- I can't... now..."

"What?" He questioned, his features showing slight dissatisfaction.

"I just got out of a relationship." I told him. "And I'm not ready."

Harry looked at me carefully before smiling. "I understand." He lay down beside me and caressed my flushed cheeks. "You got my hopes up, though."

"Thanks for understanding." I pecked him on his lips. I sat up on the bed and slowly pulled my shirt off, chucking it to the side. I was clad in a bra as I covered myself with my arms.

Harry looked at me in awe. "What are you doing?"

"It's unfair that you're the only topless one." I felt bad for leading him on to believe that we were going to sleep with each other. Some guys would have just burst with anger but Harry was cool with it.  

But it didn't mean that we had to stop having some fun.

He smirked as he moved my arms away and pushed me down under him. Our lips connected again and something inside me changed, and it would never be reversed. This new feeling could be dwelled upon later, because, for now, I was content to feel his breath come and go with mine.

I felt the temperature increase as his toned body pressed down on mine. Our noses brushed against each other as the kiss deepened.

His grip on my waist was strong as he broke the kiss and moved himself lower down. He started to plant kisses along my midriff. I giggled at the tickling sensation. Harry licked above my navel, teasing me before crawling back up.

My fingers went through his curls and tugged onto them as he lazily looked into my eyes. "Helena..." He moaned lowly.

"I'm sorry I accused you of being a villain." I whispered, gazing into his vast emerald-green eyes.

"How are you so sure I'm not?" He let out a laugh, stroking my messy, dark hair. We remained that way for minutes, our eyes locked and our embrace sealed.

I was then hit with the realisation that I immensely cared for this boy and that... I was in love with him. I'd never quite felt anything like it. It's so generic and cliche when you say it out loud but it really is an incredible feeling.

It's just how you get the butterflies just thinking about him, how you constantly yearn to be close to him and it makes you physically sick when you try to repress those thoughts. But I felt silly for feeling so strongly about a person whom you don't know feels the same way.

Harry's POV

The sound of a vigorous vibration filled our ears. "Wonder who it is now." I sighed, leaving Helena alone on the bed. She ran her fingers over her neck which was wet from my kisses as I ambled over to the front room.

"Mum?" I called through the phone.

"Harry, you are in serious trouble." Her voice was firm.

"What? What did I do?"

"You know exactly what!" She barked. "You're playing at a show with your band while you're visiting your father!"

"W-What? No."

"Daniel told me everything. Don't even try to lie to me right now." She scolded. "You breached my trust, Harry."

I couldn't believe Daniel would tell on me when I've been keeping his secrets. Suddenly extremely enraged, I decided to 'blurt out' some things. "Oh, Daniel?" I lowered my voice. "Your baby boy hasn't been any better than me."

"This isn't about Daniel, Harry. I'm talking about you."

"Do you want to know why he broke up with Helena?"

"Harry-"

"It's because he got another girl pregnant." I finished.

She stayed silent for a while before speaking again in a weak tone. "Are you talking about Polly Sanders?"

"How did you know?"

"She's been coming to my hospital. She's the only teen pregnancy case we've got." She said in a shaky tone.

"Tragic truth." I asserted before she abruptly got off the phone.

Helena's POV

I worried about what my parents would do if they found out where I've been and what I've been doing. Daniel apparently told on Harry and I was anxious. What if he told on me? Not that anyone knew I was with Harry. I hoped no one found out.

Harry threw a small fit and he was now fast asleep. He was like a little kid. He reminded me of my aggressive little cousin Jakey.

I slid down the bed and walked over to the bags. I dug into my bag to search for my mobile phone but it wasn't there. I continued looking through both my bags... but it wasn't anywhere in sight. My heart skipped a beat when I heard it vibrate loudly on the table in the front room.

I got up quickly, accidentally bumping into Harry's baggage with my shoulder. When I picked it up, his wallet toppled down from it... along with a prescription bottle. Curious, I ended up ignoring the call and picking up the bottle. I shivered when I read the label below the long name of the medicine.

'ANTIDEPRESSANT & ANTIPSYCHOTIC MEDICATION'