5. Thank you
"You Bastard" I say trying to get the wetness out of my dress.
"Let me help you" Harry says coming closer to me.
"You've helped enough" I shout in his face.
" I'm sorry, I didn't mean to" He said hurt filling his eyes almost if he's about to cry
"Just like you didn't mean to crash into me" I say filling my voice with sass.
"I'm sorry , I think we got off on the wrong foot", he says trying to convince me to totally stay over.
"What's done, is done", I say feeling a little sorry for being so harsh on him, but he kinda deserved it.
I walk away trying to find the bathroom to clean off and wipe off my not-so-new-anymore dress.
All of a sudden, I feel two hands wrap around my waist from the back. They turn me around so I'm facing them. It's a boy, who I have never seen before. He starts kissing my neck, making little moans come out of me. "Stop" I say somewhat quietly in between moans. He keeps going , now quickening his pace. "Stop" I repeat saying a little louder. He now explores under my shirt and is about to pull it off when he falls to floor.
Harry stood in front of me with no expression on his face, staring into my eyes as I cry and wipe my eyes. He starts coming closer to me and wraps his arms around my waist. I let him and put my arms around his neck and lean my head into his chest.
"Thank you" I whisper into his chest.