Edited by: _rose
'' Who are you even talking about?'' Harry exhales infuriated and already bored with this conversation, then it clicks.
'' Jamie? Oh dear God no!" I defend myself, disgusted. He seems thrown off by all of this, as if he didn't expect honesty from me. How ironic.
'' Then why the hell, where you out alone with that freak?" Suddenly I'm faced by two green eyes, as sharp as a sword. "Everybody knows they need to keep their distance from guys like him. Yet there she is, walking hand in hand with the worst type of man!" His voice is loud, almost screaming at me.
'' He followed me out. I surely didn't invite him and I was upset. I didn't see where he was taking me!"
"Well, it was foolish of you to trust somebody you barely knew!" I shiver at his dark tone and scoff, exasperate.
'' Oh well. It's something I tend to do a lot, don't you think Harry?" I scold him but he ignores the remark.
'' Apparently! Do you have any idea of what could have happened?'' His head is shaking in denial, only thinking about it hurts him perhaps even more than it does to me.
" Why are you mad at me exactly?"
'' I'm not mad." His voice lowers drastically, as to prove me what he just stated. " I'm just astonished that a girl as smart as you, got caught up in the oldest trick in the world. I thought you were clever than that!"
" I'm sorry Harry, but even girls like me have moment of weakness and Jamie took advantage of it." I pass a hand through my hair, feeling drained and on the verge of tears again.
" I can't believe you! You're talking like those people who say She deserves it to a girl who just got raped and they blame her instead of him. You're doing the exact same thing!" Harry's eyes narrows, barely touched by my words. It's like he's living in his own damn world where he listens only to what he likes.
" What If I didn't make it on time?'' He questions me reaching for the back pocket of his pants to take out a pack of cigarettes. I see how his hands are shaking as he picks one and brings it to his mouth. He looks exausted and so do i.
"How's your cheek?''
He puffs slowly massaging his forehead. I sit on the arm of the couch and stare at him. The moonlight flashes right into his face making his eyes look like a piece of ice.
'' Better, it doesn't hurt much." I see his long legs making their way towards me and move my head to the side to have a look, clearly not believing me in the slightest.
He hums yet doesn't say anything. He glares, and glares.
"Tired?'' I smile at him and he rolls his eyes amused.
'' C'mon. I'll take you to your dorm."
He crushes his cigarette in the ashtray heading to the door. Once he notices that I'm following him, he turns to face me with a puzzled look on his face.
I can't seem to make a coherent sentence. Harry just snorts and let his shoulders fall in surrender.
'' Fine, you can have the guest room. Just be quite." I nod, going to the room opposite to where Harry disappeared. I step inside and find the big bed next to two drawers. I search inside and find a few things. A unique size pj with clean towels some toothbrushes and other things that has never been touched.
Everything smells so fine and is perfectly clean. Yet I don't feel like sleeping once I get inside the covers.
I brush together my too long sleeves and bite down my lip, in the desperate attempt to think. It has been a hell of a night and my heart can't stop racing. Every time I close my eyes, Jamie flashes inside the darkness and throws his arms around me trying to suffocate me.
Before I know it, I'm on my feet, heading to Harry's room. I don't knock, stepping inside just like that. Harry's laid on the side, short pants and a tank top only wrapping him against the coldness of the night.
I walk towards him. I slowly lean in, moving his hair to the side while wanting to desperately lay next to him but I don't dare. The thick glass between us seems to be back again, what to do?
In the moment of stillness, my brain reconnects to something Harry said previously about Jamie and I start to analyse it.
"Harry?'' I call out and he doesn't move, probably already asleep.
"Harry!" I whine starting to shake him and he eventually jumps sited with a loud groan.
'' WHAT! For fucking sake, What? What is it?'' He looks at me mad out of his mind while I return the gaze.
"You came out to look for me?''
'' Of course I came."
Like there was any other option! He could have let me be since he was angry at me. He blows off and stares at his knees, looking much younger than his actual age.
"I don't expect that you thank me for it. I know..."
'' You saved me. I owe you more than gratitude"
He shakes his head and points at his feet.
"I don't want anything Jade. You have nothing left to give me." I move my head to the side, quite surprised by his words.
'' Don't say that, please Harry.'' I attempt and feel his hand catch mine shortly before releasing it again.
'' I wouldn't fool myself to believe I have the slightest claim on you." I see his eyes watering a bit while he hides by turning on his side to give me his back.
'' Harry, don't hide from me.'' I plead and he jerks me off twice before jolting up again.
"What do you want me to say Jade? Ugh? That I screwed up the rest of the concert for you? That my stupid heart couldn't give me a damn moment of peace, picturing you with another man? I thought it was gonna burst for how loud it was, so I came looking for you. Even if I was beyond upset, I had to make sure nobody would hurt you or I would have died myself. Is it okay now?"
Seeing me shocked doesn't stop Harry.
"I'm sure you want to know more. Well fresh news Jade, I don't haveany kind words for you. I won't tell you that I was there because I'm in love with you. This is what you want to hear and I'm far too selfish to let you have your way, especially because what I want has been taken away from me."
I press my finger over his lips, hushing him instantly. I exchange my hand with my mouth and finally taste Harry, letting out a relieving moan mirroring Harry's. He falls on his back, fisting my hair tightly as his tongue searches mine. He's in love with me?
I want him closer till we melt and become one thing. I want every part of him connected to me. I crave for this intimacy; I crave for his skin to burn right against mine.
I rip Harry's shirt off, letting my palms wonder over his smooth skin, touching his tattoos that I missed so much. Harry sneaks inside of my pj and grab a handful of my breast, roughly rubbing it up and down.
I moan loudly only to be filled with Harry's tongue again and again as our hips work together to erase the desperate need we have of each other.
I attempt to pull his shorts off but instead, he flips me over so that now I'm facing the pillow and have Harry's chest pressed to my back. His fingers reach my inner thigh and without much ceremony, one of them slides inside. His touch is harsh yet there's also tenderness in the way he moves one strand at time away from my face while I call out for him over and over again. He kisses my neck, trailing sweet pecks all the way down till my shirt is ripped off leaving my upper body completely exposed to his eyes.
'' Take off everything, Jade." He begs me and I comply not bothering to turn as I let my panties fall. Suddenly, my hips are grabbed and I'm pushed against Harry's crotch before he lingers against me, crushing me with his body. I take this chance to slide my hand inside his boxers from behind to search the stony length that I find soon after, since it's very hard to miss.
Harry's long fingers travel all over my thighs, possessing every inch of them before he tenderly presses a kiss to my forehead again and again making me smile.
I turn and get halted halfway by Harry's arms.
'' Don't Jade. Please, I can't..." He mumbles playing with my nipples before catching his breath. " I can't resist if you turn. I'll be lost forever. Get inside the covers." He commands and I comply, quite startled by his words. Is he having second thoughts? Doesn't he want to make love to me?
'' Harry?'' I'm once again shushed by his plumped lips. I help him out of his shorts leaving him totally naked. I don't get much time to peek, since he gets under the covers with me.
''Harry?" I try again but he is not listening. I'm on fire and the way he's touching me in between my legs is something I've never experiment. Especially not with no clothes in an empty house. It's intimate and romantic.
I find Harry's length a few inches away from my core, while Harry holds on his forearms. My breath is short, nevertheless I try to speak.
'' Harry please. I want you to make love to me.'' I throw my head back as he blows down at my breast once, twice with circling movements and sharp sucks.
'' Harry make love to me."
And this time, I'm louder than his thoughts, so he stops dead track.