This Isn't Love

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


16. Chapter 16

"Harry stop I've gotta get this done." I was trying my hardest to focus on the homework in front of me. Harry was sliding closer to my side of the couch, trying to get me to pay attention to him.

"Why don't you just skip school tomorrow." His lips found my knuckles as he entwined my fingers with his.

"I can't."

"Why not, tell him your boyfriend's sick." The word boyfriend took me off guard. I wasn't sure if he was testing it or not, but he examined my face for a reaction.

"Harry I think we should talk about this." He finally had my attention, I set my books on the table beside the couch and turned to him.


"This boyfriend girlfriend thing." I was sitting cris cross in front of him.

"What about it?" I could tell he was nervous.

"I don't know if I can trust you yet."

"Morgan, I'm not a bad guy. I'm not gonna hurt you." My hand was entwined with his larger one.

"I know, it's just hard." I looked down at our hands. I was glad Arthi had already went to bed for the night so we could be alone.

"Babe, look at me." He grabbed my chin and gently lifted it to meet his gaze. "I promise, this is gonna be the start of something new. You and me. I would never hurt you."

"Harry." I whispered. "I wish I could believe you." I wanted more than anything to be his girlfriend, but after what happened last time, I didn't know if I could handle it.

"Morgan when you kiss me, do you feel something. Do you get that feeling that you never want me to let you go, because that's how I feel about you...I need you to trust me, I really like you and I want you to let me show you that." Harry's green eyes were burning into my blue ones. I couldn't say anything, he had left me speechless. "Can I kiss you?" He added.

I nodded my head. I wanted his lips on mine, I wanted to let him show me how much he cares. I wanted to give him a chance before I turned him down. He was growing on me, I wanted to be around him, to hold his hand and snuggle with him. To tell him my deepest secrets, and him tell me his. I want to show him that I cared too.

My hands found the nape of his neck as I pulled him closer, desperately locking my lips to his. This was what I wanted. His tongue slid across my bottom lip, asking for what I had denied him every other time we kissed. I allowed him entrance. His hand left mine and ran up my thigh. I broke away.

"Harry." I was out of breath. "I wanna take this slow."

"As long as you're mine." He pressed his lips to mine once more. I was enjoying the moment until I heard him whimper against my lips.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" I was frantic, a little embarrassed. I felt my cheeks getting red.

"No babe." He chuckled. "But I think I'm gonna need some more medicine, my arm hurts."

I got up from the couch to get his pills before he grabbed my hand.

"Thanks Morgan."

"For what?" I smiled at him, he looked so helpless. The blue cast wrapped tightly around his arm.

"Giving me a chance." He kissed the back of my hand.

I leaned down, gently pecking his soft lips one more time before I walked into the kitchen.

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