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[Third person] :
Both of their hearts were beating repeatedly with extra speed. Both of them could not point out their excitement for seeing eachother. They have talked for several hours after their hot make out at the car. Then they walked either in silent or sharing few words in this cold night.
Bella felt more like as if someone has injected a ball of happiness into her heart to explode creating rainbows and things she had been craving for, since too long.
They had made out again. Against a tree with only the sound of the wind blowing against their burning bodies. Harry could not express what he was feeling except with touching. With kissing and physical love. He wanted more than just her lips and face. More than her neck and chest to touch. He wanted her stomach, her belly, her thighs and even more he thought.
He just wanted to touch her. He has been craving for this for too long and his needs did not seem to fulfill by only kissing. Maybe he wanted sex, the only thing he could not get from her. Not even if he tried. She was Zayn's he knew that. But he wanted to be her first. Maybe even her last.
Harry did not fancy the idea of she giving her virginity to Zayn. He thought he was not a good guy even though he treated her beautifully great. But something told Harry that he was only taking advantage of her even after three years.
When the clock said 12Am they decided to go back home. Bella knew that Harry was not going to go back home especially this late. So she suggested him to stay at her bedroom. He was scared she would not share a bed with him. Especially because he knew she shared one with Zayn and he was jealous. He wanted to cuddle her even if he was not much of a cuddler. He wanted to talk her until she falls asleep. He wanted to caress her cheek and watch as her eyes close.
Most of all he wanted to kiss her whenever he wanted. He did not want a rejected kiss or a pushed one. He wanted her to want to kiss him guiltlessly. But he was afraid of what he wanted. He was not used to those kind of feelings that suddenly appeared like sun in darkness. But deep down inside he liked them. It was a very new experience for him.
When Bella told him that it was fine for them to stay in the same bed. When the lights went off and her body was trapped to him in this little bed. When the only light that shone inside the room was the moon's. He felt the need to touch her again. He just wanted a cuddle which turned into their third make out.
His shirt laid on the floor. And his body hovered over her. It started just as slow as their movements were. It was hesitant and unsure. But quickly it turned into mess of low moans and shirtless bodies. Bella did not care and she just wanted more of him just as much as he wanted her. She forgot her sleeping parents and her unlocked door. All she cared about at the momen is how much in love she was.
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[Bella] :
The sound of a beating heart and bare chest made me fully open my eyes. My body was trapped between Harry's. His strong legs tangled with mine and with his tight grasp to my body I could not move. His chin was on top of my head as he breathed steadily and his heart beat speedily.
I moved out of his grasp without waking him up. I do not remember how I fell asleep last night. All I can remember is hearing him singing to me lowly so I can fall asleep.
A big grin pulled into my face when I managed slipping away. Quickly it was replaced by a frown when I beheld my room's door slightly open. Yesterday I was sure to close it -
“Shit!” I muttered under my breath. How did I forget to lock it ? Oh my god. Probably my parents came into the room and saw us both in this inappropriate position. My cheeks heat up in fear of my assumptions.
I held my sweater and put it on as I see Harry moving to cuddle with the pillow. I smiled stupidly at myself. It was odd how good I felt today. It is like I have been invested into a whole new world that is full with candy and happiness. It was combined with guilt of what I did. I knew it was wrong and I was sinful but I was not regretful. The last things I'd so is regretting this.
I let Harry stay asleep since he slept really late. Once I opened my bedroom's door I heard my parents' voices talking. It was unclear as I hear dishes smash slightly against dishes. I held my breath for dear life as I walk down stairs.
Their eyes drifted to me. Judging my presence. There were a hint of shame and disgust in their eyes that flashed repeatedly through their blue and brown eyes.
I stood waiting for any word to be shared instead of those looks. My dad put his news paper away from his hands and neatly folded it and put it on the table. He then re-looked at me with angered eyes. My heart beat greatly fast and I just waited.
“Explain.” He calmly said as he crossed his arms over his chest. My mother wiped her wet hands into a towel before standing beside my dad. I felt lost with words so I tried to play dumb.
“Explain W-What ?” I stuttered. Not having the ability to hide the slight fear in my voice. Guilt starting like a shower that is only preventing me from breathing normally.
“What have we beheld up in your room ?” His voice was laced with disgust and my heart shuttered slightly. I played with the hem of my big sweater looking shamefully down.
“Girl you have no shame —” My mother started to yell but my father stopped her raising his pointer up. She immediately shut up to play the good wife she is.
"What happened last night ?"
“Nothing —” He cut me off with a stern, off limited voice. Fear built more in my stomach as I close my eyes frightfully.
“What happened last night ?” He repeated annoyingly. His voice rose above normality by abit as he talked. But I was not going to give up.
“Dad we did nothing!” I yelled. My dad slammed his hands at the table beside him as he stood up walking towards me. I bit my lip as I take a step back.
“Then what is this ?” He pointed at my neck. My cheeks flashed red instantly as I cover the hickey by my hands over it. “t was accidental!” I said with an approving voice that I intended putting on.
“If this was accidental then sleeping naked is ? Bella what the fuck have you become ? A whore —”
“I am not a whore!” I shouted out of anger and exasperation. He could not be serious! The last one I expected to call me this was him. It grazed my heart repeatedly as I feel my tears already build up.
“And what do you call a girl cheating on her boyfriend with her damn cousin ?” He furrowed his eyebrows. A tear escaped my eye at how hard he was scolding me instead of understanding my reasons.
“See who we have here.” My mother said as I look at where she was looking. My eyes drifted towards the topless Harry standing at the stairs. His lazy eyes moved to me to behold my tears. My dad disgustedly looked at him. "Good morning."
“I am sure those love marks on his neck also was not accidental. Or are they ?” He pressed his lips in a thin line before walking off. “Sorry awkward timing.” Harry started to go back but my dad stopped him as he shouted at him. Catching both of us off guard.
“Have you fucked my daughter, Harry ?” Harry stopped mid-step and turned around with a mortified look on his face. “What!” He spoke with disapproving tone. He was just as surprised as I was. Yet I was also embarrassed.
“You heard him. Have you had sex with my daughter ?” My mother repeated after my dad coldly. Seemingly not liking Harry judging by the way she looked at him.
“Mum!”
“No! I did not sex your daughter. What the hell do you think I am ? For the damn's sake watch the fuck that comes out of your mouths.” I knew Harry was not a polite person but he cursed too much for my parents likings. And seeing as their jaws fell to the ground at the kid's language.
“I warned you Bella! I told you to not stay in touch physically with him!” My dad yelled at me making me flinch. Harry quickly walked down the stairs to stand beside me. My tears dumped my cheeks collided with embarrassment. I felt my knees going to give up. I hated fights I really did.
“And why would she stay away from me ? What have you beheld me doing wrong ?” Harry challenged my dad. My father narrowed his eyes as I watch both men glaring sharply at eachother.
“Harry we both know who you are.” He forewarned Harry. Making him take his bottom lip inside his mouth and bite it angrily. But I was quick to defend Him.
“Dad you have no right to talk like that to him! Stop it now!” I exclaimed at him pushing Harry to behind me as if I was going to protect him.
“This man is a sex addict!” I gasped at my father's words. A what ? My mother looked away as she closed her eyes. Harry's jaw clenched and he fisted his hands tightly.
Harry's words of him wanting to hurt me sexually replayed in my head. Making it harder to understand anything around me. Everything now starting to make sense. From why he likes to touch me alot to why he is so aggressive when it come to sexual activities.
“I wanted to tell you —I really wanted to but —but I could not. Bella look at me please.” I covered my face as I look down. Maybe I was not special for him. Maybe he just liked to touch me alot for no reason. And this made me angry. Made me hate him, made me feel regretful for what I have given up for him. He does not deserve it.
Talking about angriness. Mine was mixed with fierceness. I needed to kill at the moment just to release my anger out. Instead using my inhuman speed and holding powers. I held Harry between my arms as I speed to my room locking the door in my way.
His solid body hit the wall with my hand against his neck. The sharpness of my fanges scratched my bottom lip slightly as my eyes turned awfully red.
“Why did you do this! Why did you make me feel special by your sweet talk and soft touches! Why did you mess with me Harry ? Why ? —”
“I did no —” He tried to talk even with my strong grasp against his neck. But I cut him off. Ignoring whatever he wanted to say.
“You know I had fucking feelings for you. Yet you chose to mess with me and just make my feelings grow stronger!” I shouted at him. My grip just got stronger as I speak angrily. I saw his face growing red at the lack of breath and I was scared i might kill him with my anger bout.
“You are —You are chokin —Choking me!” He muttered. Realization hit me fast as i loosen my grip on his neck to pull it away. I backed few steps covering my mouth. My tears silently walked down my cheeks.
“You made this —You made it beat again. . . Why did you have to let me down ? Why everyone has to ?” I whispered. My words were slightly heard. I could not believe that was happening. My mind was rejecter to the fact that he was just messing with me and I was just another girl.
“Why everyone has to be like that —Why do I have to always get hurt ? Is it because I am a monster ? —But I swear I have feelings. . .” My voice is just above whispers. It was suffocated. Few sobs escaped my lips with awful noises. “I get hurt too. . .”
“This is bullshit!” He half screamed as he walked to me after he rubbed his neck few times. I rose my hand in his way, too scared I might hurt him again.
“Stay away from me! Please I will hurt you if you do not.” I yelled for him. He stopped in his way before shaking his head in my way.
“I am not scared of you. I know you will not bear to hurt me.” He said. His eyes were soft and just caused me to cry more. I should have known it. I am a monster, who would love a monster ? Who would like to spend their life knowing they are in danger ? Why would he risk everything for me ? Why am I like that ? And so many other questions only hurting my head.
“All your thoughts are wrong Bella. Yes I am a sex addict. But that is not the reason I like to touch you and to kiss you. You are different. You are special Bella. I should have told you earlier but I could not. I was scared you will act this way. And here you are, my thoughts were all.”
His words rounded in my mind as I feel bunch of butterflies flying in my stomach. Then a hit of guilt punched me hard in the face. The day I told him who I was he was so understanding and soft. He even held me to his chest against all the risk he put himself into. I should have been more understanding and grateful that he actually still has not taken my virginity even though he had so many chances to.
“I am sorry —I overreacted.” I wiped my tears by my sleeves. He smiled even though it was the last thing I thought he would do. He has been acting so differently lately. He is not a jerk anymore. He is such a sweetheart. Sharing something in common with Zayn.
“Come here.” He opened his arms wide for me for a hug. I accepted it with love and gratefulness. I hugged him to me as he tightly rubbed his arms around me. Stuffing his face in the crook of my neck.
“I do not want to see you crying again not because of me, neither anyone else.”
[A/N] :
I really wanted harry to react like a jerk to bella because of the way she choked him but Idk i felt the need for some affection.
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