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8. Chapter 8

I was woken up by a pillow slapping me across the face. “Get up slut, I want food.” Sophie was standing over me a pillow ready to hit me again if I didn't get up. I groaned and sat up, my neck was stiff from the bad sleeping position. “What time is it?” I asked rubbing my eyes and standing up.

“Nine.” Sophie replied throwing the pillow down on the couch. I looked over the mess that covered the room, pillows, blankets, and trash covered the floor. I lazily walked over to the kitchen area and started pulling out bowls and ingredients to make an omelet. “Egg whites only.” Sophie declared as she started cutting up a tomato. “I know, you only remind me every time I make you one.” We laughed and continued preparing the breakfast. A few minutes later we had to perfect omelets, Sophie's egg white with tomato and spinach, mine with tomato, mushrooms, and spinach. “I got my letter from Carnage.” Sophie whispered under her breath as she stared at her half eaten breakfast. “Soph really? What did it say?” I eagerly asked. Sophie was brilliant and had plans to go to Carnage since we were kids. She wanted to major in psychology. “I didn't open it, I'm scared.” She admitted. I leaned over and gave her a tight hug. “You don't need to be, you'll get in. I promise.” She smiled back at then took a hunk out of her egg and shoved it in her mouth. “Hey, I have to be at work soon. Can you drop me off?” I asked while I put my dish in the sink. Sophie nodded her head yes and I ran upstairs to get ready.

I had been serving various coffees for three hours before I finally got a break. Sorta. Jane had sent me in the back to do inventory, which was a fairly easy job. I had finished in a short hour, I didn't want to go back and serve so I called Harry. It rang twice before he answered.

“Rickie I can't talk for long, I'm at work.” He announced as soon as he answered.

“Oh so am I, short break. I was wondering what you were doing tonight?” I asked. I got anxious and started pacing around in circles.

“Nothing.” He stated. Long pause. “What time do you get off?” He asked.

“Three.” I answered. I started biting my thumb nail. It was an awful habit I did when I was nervous.

“I'll pick you up at seven. Rickie I have to go, see you tonight.”

“Okay, bye.” I said quietly. The last two hours of my shift dragged on.

I was walking home, kicking pebbles and humming. The walk home from work always made me happy, because I got to go home and relax. I walked up to the door and pushed it open. “Rickie!” I heard my mom yell from the family room. “I know!” I yelled back. We left the mess from last night all over the room and didn't even bother picking it up. I shuffled into the family room and started picking up the pizza box and empty candy packages. I threw away the trash and fold up the blankets and put them away with the leftover pillows. I walked up stairs to get ready, almost four hours early. I took a shower, I even shaved my legs. I blew my curls out drying them. I stood standing in my room only wearing my bra and underwear, staring into my closet. Harry hadn't said what we were going to do so I didn't know how to dress. I finally decided on some tight skinny jeans and a loose fitting teal colored sweater. The color worked so good with my red hair. I put on some light make-up. I sat painterly on the end of my bed playing with my fingers. “Rickie! Harry's here!” My mom yelled up the stairs. I grabbed my bag and started for the stairs.

“You look lovely.” Harry whispered in my ear as he wrapped his giant arms around my shoulder and pulled me in close. I felt my cheeks get hot as I smiled up at him, he moved his head down and gave me a quick kiss on the top of my head. “Where are we going?” I asked as he opened the passenger side door for me. “Back to mine.” He answered. I slid into the seat and he shut the door behind me. I watched as he ran around the car and slid into the driver's seat. He turned the car on and pulled away from the curb. The car ride was quiet. He pulled the car up to the curb next to his flat a couple of minutes later. He turned off the car and released his belt. Harry climbed out and walked over to my side and opened the door. I got and he grabbed my hand and led me up the stairs to his front door. He unlocked it and pushed it open, gesturing me in. I stepped in the dark flat and felt Harry behind me as he shut the door. Harry wrapped his arms around my waist, making me jump. He pulling me into his front and started planting soft kisses on my neck. I titled my head back on his shoulder and he moved his way up my neck while his hands moved on my hips. Harry spun me around so I was now facing him. He reached over and flipped a switch so I could now see him. His brilliant green eyes staring down at mine. “Come on.” He whispered taking my hand again and leading me into the living room. He took off his jacket throwing it on the couch, revealing his toned arm muscles. “Want something to drink?” Harry asked pulling my focus off his muscles.

“Uh yeah, sure.” I nodded following him over to the kitchen. He got two small glasses out from a cabinet and filled them with water. I thanked him when he gave me my glass and took a small sip.

“What's the matter?” Harry asked walking around to the same side of the counter as me.

“Nothing.” I lied. Harry didn't buy it, he brushed the curls back from eyes and lifted my chin up with his hand. “I'm fine, I promise.” I told him hoping he'd drop it. I was secretly yearning to ask him why me, out of all the girls that night at the club why did he pick me? “You really do look lovely.” Harry spoke. I reached my hand up and place it on the nape of his neck. I moved my head towards his, he dropped his hand my from chin and place it on the small of my back. Our lips brushed together, his breath hot against mine. I kissed him hard while my hand played with the curls near his nape. Harry overpowered me and pushed my up against the counter. He moved his hands to my hips and lifted me up and sat me on the counter, without leaving my lips. Harry stood in between my legs, his hands now on my thighs. I left his lips and pressed my forehead against his, my chest rising and falling fast. Harry ducked his head down and pressed his lips against my neck. He nibbled slightly at my skin, pulling at it with his teeth. I let out a quiet whimper and he continued. Harry licked over the newly sensitive area with his tongue before kissing it again. “I want you.” Harry breathed heavily. I only nodded my head before taking his face in my hands and pressing my lips against his. Harry picked me up off the counter and slid his hands under my thighs, I wrapped my legs around his body as he carried me from the kitchen to his bedroom. He kicked open the door and walked in shutting the door back again. Still lifted up in his arms he pushed my against the wall and began kissing me passionately. His hands now on my backside pressing closer into me. I pulled away gasping for a breath when he pulled away from the wall and walked over to the bed. He sat me down at the edge the flick on a lamp that dimly lit the room. He stood towering over me before he knelt down so we were eye level. “I'll take care of you okay.” He stated as he played with the hem of my sweater. “I'll make you feel good.”

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