Pure

seventy three

Harry: Hey, baby.

Harry: I wanted to talk about last night.

Harry: You're probably still asleep, but that's okay :D

Harry: You said that seeing me again wouldn't be a good idea.

Harry: Why wouldn't that be?

Harry: I mean

Harry: I love you

Harry: And you love me.

Harry: I don't see what's problem.

Harry: You're awake, I see, good.

Harry: Please talk to me.

Harry: What's the problem with seeing each other again?

Me: Well, first of all

Me: I just don't think it'd be good for you to see me, because I don't want you to relapse.

Me: Secondly, I have a boyfriend.

Harry: I won't relapse.

Harry: I promise.

Harry: Fuck, you don't trust me anymore, obviously.

Harry: But I swear.

Harry: You were just so pure, and I suppose that was a trigger for me to turn bad again. I never meant to hurt you.

Harry: Not physically anyway.

Me: Still though

Harry: Wait, you have another boyfriend?

Me: Don't think it's wise.

Harry: Hold up.

Harry: You have a boyfriend.

Harry: How?

Harry: I'M your boyfriend.

Me: You're not, Harry.

Me: I moved on from you.

Me: His name is Niall and he's treating me very well.

Harry: Though, you didn't deny loving me.

Harry: Do you love him?

Harry: Did you fuck him?

Me: What the fuck, Harry? Shut up.

Me: What is wrong with you?

Me: I thought you got better.

Me: Stop acting like a fucking dick.

Me: You don't own me.

Harry: I can tell you don't by the way you're reacting.

By this time, I was completely done with him.

No, I hadn't had sex with Niall yet. He wants to wait until marriage and I accept and respect that fully.

I heard something knock on my window. I walked towards the repeating sound and opened my curtains to reveal a blonde boy with extremely red cheeks from the cold. It was October.

I remembered when Harry once did this.

No, stop.

I smiled and opened my window for him, "You're such an idiot."

"That's rude. I just climbed up here for you and this is how you treat me?" he acted like he was offended.

"Yeah, you know me." I chuckled, "Now come in and give me my kiss."

He stumbled inside. Once he was completely in, I wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a few kisses on his cold lips.

"I see you're not ready."

"Sorry, I woke up 10 minutes ago. You know I can't function the first 15 minutes once I'm awake."

He chuckled, "That's true."

"Now, let me brush my teeth so we can make out." I winked at him.

"Alright." he pinched my bum and let me go.

I jogged into my bathroom and stuck a toothbrush with toothpaste in my mouth.

Once I was done, I put on some comfy pants and walked back into my room.

I found Niall sitting on my bed with my phone in his hands. His brows were furrowed.

He looked up at me with an angry expression on his face.

"What the fuck is this?"

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Little Mix' new album Glory Days is fucking good.

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