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18. Admit it

   I awoke to the smell of pancakes. I sat up in my bed and looked around... Great I was alone. I rubbed my temples to try to ease me headache. What could I possibly have done last night to have this splitting headache. 
  I stood up and walked over to my mirror. I looked of a hot mess. My hair was tangled and I was only in my bra and underwear. How did I get like this?
   I looked around my room. My clothes were scattered around the floor along with... Harry's shirt? The memories of last night started flooding my mind. I remember him taking me home, me making him stay the night, and our make out session in my kitchen. But that's it.... But what if that's not it?... What if Harry and I had s......"No-No no no Skai. How could I be so stupid!" I whispered to myself pulling my hair as I paced my bed room floor. All I know is that me and Harry could of had sex last night and I wouldn't remember a thing. 
    The smell of bacon and pancakes filled my nose again. Who could be cooking at a time like this?... Harry! He could still be here. After all ... I did tell him to stay. The only way I would know what happened last night was to ask him myself. 
   Without thinking I ran out of my room and down the stairs. I instantly regretted that move. The scent of pancakes was so taunting. I walked into the kitchen. Harry was standing over the stove cooking bacon, shirtless. His chest, arms, and torso were littered with beautiful tattoos. His abs looked amazing. His jeans were hanging from his hips revealing his sexy v-line. He looked at me noticing my appearance and gave me genuine smile.

"Hey babe are you hung- wow."Said Harry as his eyes traveled my body and his lips parted. I looked down at my body confused as to what he was looking at. My eyes widened and met Harry's as I noticed I was only in my bra and knickers in front of him. I tried to cover my chest with my arms and looked down. Harry walked over to me and removed my hands from my chest. He brought his finger to my face and lifted my chin so that I was looking at him. 

 "You don't need to hide your body babe. Your beautiful." He said placing a kiss on my lips. I felt my cheeks burn. 
  Harry walked back over to the stove. He placed the pan in the sink and put two plates on the island. If I wanted to know what happened I had to ask him now. 

"Harry?" I asked fearing the answer to my next question.

"Yeah babe?" He asked looking at me. 

"I- Um, uh .... Last night, right... Did we...?" I asked trying to get an answer from him. I looked at him, his infamous smirk plastered on his face. He walked over to me placing his hands on my waist making me melt. 

"Did we what babe?" He asked in an innocent tone of voice.

"You know." I said trailing off.

"I wanna hear you say it." He said smirking. I sighed loudly and rolled my eyes.

"Did we have sex?" I said in a whisper. Harry bit his lip then brought his face near mine.

"No we didn't." He said trying not to laugh. I couldn't help but feel happy."But-" he continued."We did do something." My heart stopped beating as I waited for him to continue. 

"What was it?" I asked. He brought his lips to my ear as he whispered. 

"I fingered you." My eyes widened as the memories of last night flooded back into my brain."And you taste delicious." 

 I was speechless. I felt beyond embarrassed and I didn't know what to do. I looked at Harry. His beautiful features and toned body... He was perfect... So why was I mortified at the thought of me and him having sex? Hell I can name millions of girls that would love to fuck him. But I don't want to just fuck him... I want all of him. 
"I know your hungry. Come and eat with me."He said taking a seat and winking at me.  

   I stepped out if the shower. Breakfast was fantastic. Harry was such a good cook. But after breakfast he said he was gonna go home and take a shower. So I did the same thing.
   I walked into my bedroom and went straight to my drawers. I picked out a pair of blue knickers with a matching blue bra. I threw on my light pink jumper that stopped at my belly button, along with a pair of my high waist blue jean-shorts, and my light pink Toms. I wrapped my wet curly hair into a sloppy bun and put on my sliver necklace that has two tiny doves hanging from it. Satisfied with my appearance, I walked downstairs into to my living room. 

  Just as I was about to sit down I heard the doorbell ring. "Really?!" I said aloud. "You just couldn't wait for me to get comfortable right?"

  I opened the front door and in came Harry. He had on a black short sleeve shirt with grey sweats and black high top vans. He smiled as he examined my outfit for the day. I couldn't help but smile back. He looked even hotter than yesterday. He made my insides do backflips and my breath hitch every time he was near me... 

"Babe stop staring." He teased grabbing my hand and walking out the front door, closing it behind us.

"I wasn't staring, I was looking. And where are we going?" I asked as he opened the passenger seat to his black Mercedes. 

"You were soo eye raping me back there." He said getting in the drivers seat. He pulled my face to his and kissed me. I kissed back and ran my hand through his curl. I bit his bottom lip and a groan escaped his lips. 

"So are you gonna tell me where we are going?" I asked.

"The movies." He said driving off.


We arrived at the movie theater. Harry was in line buying the tickets. He gave me twenty euros and told me to go but some snacks. I skipped over to the snack stand and bought a large popcorn, skittles, two sodas, and a bag of gummy bears.

    I walked over to Harry and saw him talking to ... Meghan ... What the fuck was she doing here? The last time I saw her was like two weeks ago. I've only talked to her once and I already really don't like her. Harry saw me walking towards him and he tensed up. I then saw him tell her something and she kissed his cheek walking away smiling at me. I felt jealousy grow in me. 

"What was that?" I asked harshly.

"Ooh someone is jealous." Harry said trying to pull me into his arms but I pushed him away.

"Don't play with me Harry. What was that about?" I asked looking him in the eye. His jaw clenched and he looked down. 

"Nothing."he mumbled pulling me away. Nothing? I knew it wasn't nothing. It was bothering me to not know what it was. But knowing Harry I wasn't ever going to find out what that was about. 

Through out the whole movie my face was buried in Harry's shirt. Hell it was a really scary movie. And to top it off Harry kept squeezing my thigh and kissing my neck. I liked it but I didn't want a repeat of last night to happen. 

After the movie Harry and I drove back to my house. We were sitting in my sofa watching 'Friends'. I was laying on Harry's chest and he had his arms around me tight. 

"Skai?" Said Harry.

"Yes?" I asked.

"What's your story?" He asked.

"Well ... My dad left me and my mom when I was -" he cut me off.

"No I mean your real story." He said. It took me a while to respond. I didn't know what to say.

"Well my story is incomplete and not yet to be known." I said. He nodded his head chuckling at me clever response.

"I like it." He said. "I like you.." I lifted my head and looked at him. I didn't know why but I didn't exactly trust him. There was something to Harry that I didn't quite catch. Like why choose me? Or what does he exactly want from me? Or how about: was he just playing me? I didn't want to be played nor hurt. And I keep feeling like Harry will hurt me. 

"Harry, how exactly do you feel about me?" I asked sitting up.

"How about we just not talk about that." He said tensing up. Something was wrong. This conversation shouldn't really bother him. 

"Why? What are you afraid of? What are you hiding?" I asked trying to figure him out.

"Nothing!" He said raising his voice.

"Then why do you not want to speak about it?!" I asked standing up. He stood up and towered over me, like always. His eyes were dark and he was clenching his jaw.

"Because I just don't! And you won't like the answer! Why can't we just do what we are doing without any titles or strings attached?!" He screamed in my face. I felt the tears in my eyes about to fall.

"Or is it because your a coward." I whispered.

"What?!" He boomed grabbing my arms.

"Because you are a coward! Afraid to own up to your feelings! Afraid to admit that maybe, just maybe I care about you! You are pathetic! You walk around acting like everything is normal when it's not! Harry, I have feelings for you and I care about you! I'm willing to give you my all and all I'm asking from you is the same! Why can't you admit that you care for me?!" I screamed in his face. The tears were now freely falling from my face. Could he not see that he is causing me emotional pain. 

"Maybe I can't admit to something that isn't even there! I don't have feelings for you Skai!! I don't care about you!" He said. I felt my heart break in millions of pieces. I backed away from his grip and just stood there. The tears falling freely from my eyes. 

"Then why are you still here,Harry?
Go! Go leave! Goodbye! Because you literally just broke my heart! If you don't care about me the way I care about you and you don't want to be with me the way I wanna be with you, than go! Because if you stay it'll only hurt more."  My voiced cracked. I felt like begging him to stay. To show me he cares, but I knew that he didn't. I wanted to drop to my knees and cry a river. My heart hurt.. Really bad. 

"Bye Skai." Was the last thing he said before walking over to me leaving a kiss on my forehead. He walked right out of my house. And hopefully right out of my life... Forever...


~~~ hey guys its pebbles sooooo how do you like it? I know there's a lot of mixed emotions but I'm a very emotional person ... Any way I would love to know what you guys think so comment! Oh and don't forget to like,  favorite or fan ! Thanks ;) bye loves 😘❤

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