His name rolls off my tongue like he was meant to be in my life. I was currently laying in my new bed just thinking about how his hands were perfect on my waist and how his green eyes just drowned me in them.
Nope. Can't do it. I have to dislike him. I don't know who he is, and he could hurt me. I can't be hurt again. Ever.
I was about to fall asleep when my door opened then closed quickly. I woke up instantly. Someone got into my bed with me. I expected it to be Loretta. She hates sleeping on her own in a new house. I turned to face her and cuddled up to her.
"Someone's excited to see me." I heard a man say. I instantly pushed him off. He chuckled and turned my light on. Blinding me.
"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK." I said to the person while throwing one of the many pillows on my bed at him. He laughed at my attempt and walked over to me. I finally uncovered my eyes to see Harry standing next to my bed. "What do you want?" I asked him in my 'I hate you at this moment' voice. He made a pouty face and said, "I got lonely and scared. I need someone to sleep with tonight." I looked at him and said, "Loretta told you her trick, didn't she?" He looked as if he was the only one who knew that about her. "Maybeeeeeeeee," he said with the same pouty face, making his dimples more visible. I sighed, "1, pouty face doesn't work on me and 2, fuck it, c'mon." I said while moving and making room for him. "This is a one time thing, understand?" I said to him. "Yes ma'am!" He said while laughing. I giggled and turned my back to him.
I closed my eyes and tried to sleep when I felt his arms around my waist pulling me towards his body. I could tell he was smirking at me. I just let it go and fell asleep. I was way to tired to even think about yelling at him.