I wake up to someone continuously slapping my arm. ‘What the fuck!’ I growl as I open my eyes, seeing Harry before me with the evilest grin on his face.
‘Leave me alone!’ I take my pillow and throw it in Harry's face. ‘Ouch! No more sleeping! You're getting up now!’ He says throwing the pillow hard back at me. I roll over, but unfortunately I do it too quickly which results in me falling out of the bunk.
I close my eyes believing I'm going to land on the floor. Instead I land in a pair of strong gentle arms. I open my eyes staring at Harry in awe ‘I..’
I try to breathe, but I've forgotten how. Harry carefully leans his head closer to mine. Our lips swiftly touch each other, before Harry plants a soft kiss on my lips.
I kiss him back; his lips are so soft and.. ‘What.. no! Don't kiss me!’ I pull away realizing it's Harry I'm kissing, and jump out of his arms, running into the tv room.
I slouch down on to the couch panting rapidly, I wish I hadn’t just done that! What's wrong with me? I'm so stupid, kissing Harry is the biggest mistake ever.
I don't even like him and I don't know him that well. ‘Reagan?’ Harry sneaks his head in behind the door ‘I’m not here’ I roll my eyes, burying my head in the couch.
‘Please, you can't just walk away, we have to talk about this’ he sits down beside me. I move away from him ‘There’s nothing to talk about’.
‘Yes there is!’ He takes hold of my leg and drags me towards him. ‘Stop!’ I shout yanking my leg from his strong grip. I sit up straight looking away from Harry.
‘Please Reagan.. That kiss was..’ He puts his hand on mine, but I quickly pull away cutting him off ‘A huge mistake! I know you Harry, everyone knows.. I'm just another one of those girls.. When you're done with me you're just going to move on to the next. I don't want to be part of it. I don't know what kind of game you're playing but I'm not going to be in it’.
‘Is that what you think of me? I'm some kind of player who sleeps with a ton of girls and replaces them along the way? Really Reagan? I thought more of you.. Don't believe everything you hear or read.. Especially when it's not coming directly from the person itself’ I could see the hurt in Harry’s eyes as he angrily stood up walking out of the tv room.
Shit, now he made me feel bad.. But I guess it's for the best, now we can just stay clear of each other's paths.
I turn on the tv trying to get my mind somewhere else. I can't really focus, Harry's words are echoing inside my head.