Midnight Memories

I dont just want to know you. "He said,his lips pressed against my ear, sending ripples of pleasure down to my fingertips. "I want to know about you." I trembled under his touch, his soft yet big and rough hands so gentle against my bare shoulder.


14. Chapter Thirteen

***Harry's P.O.V***

I shut her door behind me and stand with my back against the door. What happened? How can she believe him over me, and why am I out here and not inside fighting to win her back? Maybe because...I broke her heart and I can't bear to look at her. Not knowing that I caused her to cry. I hear the sound of her falling on the bed and her sobbing. I'm an asshole! I make my way downstairs and outside. I need to punch something and I don't want to damage any of her stuff. I didn't cheat! I didn't! I swear I could never hurt her that way, not getting another girl pregnant, I would never do that to her but she won't listen because she honestly believes that I did it.  I'm obviously am going to have to take responsibility but I don't want to lose her not again. Not after the first time I left her here and saw where she needed up. 

I don't even want to think about him being able to touch her, to kiss her, and tell her about all my faults. Him! I take out my phone and search through my history for his number. The last time I spoke to him was last week and he told me to leave Quiin or he would destroy our relationship. Well objective completed. 

"Harry? What a pleasant surprise." He says on the other line. 

"Where are you?" I snap. 

"I'm home." 

"Meet me now, Bride park." I hang up and walk the distance between Quiin's and the park which about a block apart. I text Lou to drive to the park to pick me up after. I wanna be able to lay with her again like we did yesterday. I miss her body already and I know I'm probably never going to be able to feel her again. 

His car is parked on the side street. He sees me and meets me halfway.

"What is your problem?"

"What do mean?" He smiles. I grab him by his collar and glare at him. 

"Why would you tell Quiin about Alex. She's not gonna come to you. She doesn't want you. She's too good for you." 

"Yeah, well she doesn't want you either." I push him back and run my fingers through my hair. 

"I'm getting her back, anyway I can. Because I respect her and love her. The way she looks in the morning, the bounce in her step, the way she bites on her lip in her sleep. Every little thing about her and you'll never have it. You never have and never will." he bites his lip and smiles. 

"But I can." Before I go to punch him in the face Lou's horn is honking his arrival. 

"You better go." He tells me. I swallow my anger and charge over to Lou's car. 

"Why aren't you at Quiin's and why are you talking to that, psycho?" 

"He told her about Steph." I blurt and Louis' face twist.

"She broke up with you didn't she?"

"Well she's not love me after hearing that I got another girl pregnant." I run my fingers through my hair and put my face in my hands. "I lost her. She's gone. The only thing in this world I've had and she's gone. How do you live with knowing that you caused the love of your life so much pain that she could never forgive you?" I peer up Louis who's looking down at me. 

"You don't. You get her back." I breath and lean my head against the window as he drives off. 

***Quiin's P.O.V*** 

I'm still in bed, looking over at the curtain dancing with the wind. I've decided to lay her until I can think straight because i think I think I'll do something stupid but my conscious keeps telling me to go out. Do something. Don't mope. I stand, rub my eyes and start downstairs grabbing my keys. I guess it's time for me to learn how to drink like the lady I am. I smile at the thought and drive down to Levi's a bar directly down my street. 

It's dark inside but I make my way to the bar and get the man's attention.

"Excuse me, sir?" He turns and eyes me before walking over to me. 

"How old are you, miss?"

"21, sir." I lie. I'm only 19 but people say I look older than I am. 

"ID?" I swallow. 

"I left it."

"Well I can't serve you, without ID." He says pointing to the sign saying "You Must Be 21 and Over to Drink in this Establishment." 

"I've just been through hell, please can I get like something." He stares at me and sighs. 

"Rum and screw, you give me double. Understand?" I nod and sit on the bar stool. Freaking Harry! The one person I thought that would never hurt me in that way, he crushed me. Tore me to pieces and now I'm here trying to drink the pieces back together. He hands me the glass and I quickly down it, almost spitting it back up. I wince and raise my hand. 


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