This Isn't Love

Morgan encounters a mysterious, yet breathtaking boy. Although she wants to, she can't resist him.

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11. Chapter 11

We sat in silence. I kept glancing over at Harry, he was in the same tense position every time.

"Harry." My voice was quiet.

"What?" He snapped. I didn't understand what his problem was, whether it was the alcohol talking or something I did.

"Why are you so angry?"

"I'm not." He was determined not to expose the reason.

"Harry."

His body language told me he was uncomfortable. I couldn't see his eyes in the darkness, but I was sure they were no longer the sparkly green orbs that I was used to.

"Did you know that guy?" I took a guess at what could be wrong.

"No." He sounded as if he were lying but I couldn't tell, and I didn't want to keep digging if he wasn't going to give.

"Harry." I whispered his name a few seconds later.

"What Morgan." I could tell he was getting frustrated with me.

"Did I ruin your night?" I spoke so quietly I'm surprised Harry heard what I said.

"No baby." He grabbed my hand and kissed my small knuckles. I was getting used to him calling me baby, so it didn't really bother me anymore.

Before I could say anything else, the head lights of another car blinded me. The car pulled in right beside Harry's. Arthi jumped out of the passengers side and was immediately at my window. Harry sat quietly as I opened the door.

"Is everything okay?" She asked as soon as the door was wide enough for me to hear her.

"Yeah." I gave her the signal that I needed to talk to Harry. She nodded her head with a smirk plastered across her face, and went back to the car she had just came out of.

I didn't want Harry to drive himself home, but I knew he wasn't going to listen to me. I closed the door back and turned to look at him, he was staring down at the steering wheel.

"Tonight was fun." I whispered. "Drive safe." I pulled his face towards me. I couldn't believe what I was about to do.

I pressed my lips to his. He wasn't expecting it, but he quickly warmed up to my touch. Our lips danced against each others. His kiss was desperate, his tongue slid across my bottom lip but I denied him access. My small hand found the nape of his neck before I pushed him away and exited his car.

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