Always

Chapter 72

"It never works and if the couple says it does, their lying." He explains his thoughts, revealing more about him.

"People make it work, and their happy. I believe in marriage." I say how I feel about this topic.

"Okay, I'm just never getting married." He says flat out and my heart stops, in the most painful way possible, what does he want to do with his life than? Just party?

I pick up my beer and chug it halfway, I need to feel something. Something that's not as painful from things Harry is telling me.

I hear my phone go off and I reach inside my side small purse to grab it.

"Who is it?" Harry ask me.

*Hey! I told coach you were sick, we won one-zero.* Julia sent me.

"Julia, they won." I tell him before I type back to her.

*Good job, thanks!* I send.

Harry pulls his black IPhone out of his pocket.

"You have the same number right?" He asks me.

"Yeah, I have everything I already had." I say scrolling through all my pictures I already had on the older phone.

My phone makes a ding and Harry's contact pops up on the top of my screen. It says picture message? What did he send me.

"What is this?" I ask before clicking on the notification.

"You'll see." He chuckles alittle and I click on it.

The picture loads and I tap on it making it full screen. It's the picture of me and Harry at the bean, from a couple of months ago.

He sent two pictures, the first one being of us smiling, the next was when he surprised me with a kiss.

"You still have these?" I ask staring at it. She really shot it at them lost perfect time. I remember he treated me so good that day, than ruined it that night with some girl.

"Here let me make it your background." He says and takes it out of my hand. He taps the phone a few times and hand me it.

"Is it for lock screen or home?" I ask him looking up.

"Both.'' He answers shortly and I turn off my phone. I press the on buttoning the picture of me and Harry appears, his lips were on mine. I smile a little remembering that perfect day.

"Thanks." I whisper and set my phone back down.

The night gets spent by getting drunk, and laughing at countless amounts of silly things.

"I need to get going." I finally say hours to late.

"One more beer?" Harry begs.

"Harry, I need to go classes tomarrow." I say pulling my bag around my shoulder.

After a second of silence he finnaly speaks. "I'll walk you up to grab your sweater thing." He mummbles then stands up from his seat. Leaving our empty bottles lying on the white cloth that's covering the table.

We stumble out of the room and my feet ache from these heals. A few people look over at us, the lady at the front desk sends us a smile. I look outside to see its pitch blackout. We really were talking for awhile. He presses the elevator botton and I hold onto the railing trying not to feel as much pain in my feet. People walk out of the elevator and Harry pushes the button down with the floor he's on. Were all alone in here and I hear him exhale loudly.

"Tonight was fun." I say and laugh a bit I turn my body to face Harry, he licks his lips bringing me into dirty thoughts. His shirt is still un-button, I totally forgot about it. My eyes wander back to his open chest. I miss being with him, having his body against mine.

"You look so sexy." He blurts out and I can tell he didn't mean to say that. This is just the alcohol talking, right?

"Harry, your drunk." I warn at him, this elevator need to speed up cause if I wait any longer I know i'll be in Harrys arms. This situation would make it easier if we wern't in here alone.

"I know I'm drunk, but let me just tell you this whole time I was only thinking about how much I want you." He says in almost a whisper, he leans in closer almost having our lips touch. I can't have this again. My mind is racing, all I think about is my lips on Harry. To taste that sweet vanilla taste, to feel electricity and warmth go through my body. He breaths on me and I smell that bitter alcohol taste.

"I can't resist you, just like you can't resist me." He whispers into my lips a line he said months ago just the oposite. "I can resist you." Are the word he said to me, months ago. My heart swells and I let my body win, all the hormones and emotions take over. Electricity runs through my body, I kiss Harry, I kiss him harder and harder feeling everything. Everything I always wanted. My arms are wraped around him, pulling us closer and closer. Not breaking this bond, I will regret this all in the morning, but this is all I want know. He is all I want. He is right, even though how much I denied it then I really can't resist him. That line, that one line can just change everything, I wouldn't even think he would remember that. It was so long ago. I am pushed up against the wall, with Harry skin tight against me. I taste that faint vanilla taste mixed along with alcohol.

I pull at his hair making him moan in my mouth, I hear the elevator ding and I push him off me, not letting anyone see us. My eyes travel to the hallway thankfully no one was their.

I chatch my breath staying in the elevator me and Harry just made out in.

"Uh, lets go in my room." Harry brings me out of my thoughts.

I don't say anything I just follow him out of the elevator and down the hall.

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