"No one else can hurt you like I can." I pushed back his shivering body that was yearning for me. I couldn't hear this anymore, how much I needed him. It was driving me mad. " Norie, why is that?"
"Answer me Norie."
"Norie!" I didn't want to say it. I wasn't even sure if the feelings I was experiencing were mine to experience. I was in a state in which I had no control over. After seeing Harry after 4 years I didn't know what to think. "Norie?"
"Because I love you!" I sighed.


6. Chapter Six

"Hello?" His husky voice calls from the other line. I hold my breath and try to focus on being as quiet as possible, moving my hand towards the "end call" button. "Norie?" I stop visualizing the suprise on his face as he figures out that it's me.  What am I doing calling him? How did I even get his number? "I know it's you, Norie. I-"

"Alex is throwing a party." I blurt. WHAT! What are you doing, Norie? How dare you tell him that? 

"Okay? You're not going are you?" His voice is desperate and on edge. I know that the only reason I am telling him this is to get a rise out of him, but I shouldn't of said that.

"Yeah. I mean I kind of promised him."

"You saw him? He-"

"We had breakfast." I lie. Well not too much.

"What?!" Silence. "Norie-you can't go. You have to stay away from him."

" You can't tell me what to do. I'm not a child."

"You don't understand-"

"Then tell me!" I shout.

"Tell you what?"

"Who is Alex and why are you so intent on me not speaking to him?" Silence. I'm so tired of the silence! I mean I understand that that's what I've been wanting from him since the day he landed in Arizona but I'm so anxious to know what he knows about Alex. More silence.

"You know what, I'm going to that party." I scream and hang up. I wish he was here so I could slap him or push or- nothing. I don't wish he was here I wish he was as far from me as possible.

It seriously irratetes me that Emma thinks I sleep around! And if I did it's none of her GD buisness, if I want to flaunt my...."parts" around all of town then that is my buisness and she doesn't have a right to get mad at me. She should seriously look in the mirror. Her and her pregnancy scares, she's the whore! I put my hand to my mouth and gasp. What am I saying? That's a horrible thing to say!

Emma stalks out of the resturant towards me, well the car. I feel horrible inside even though she has no idea what I was thinking. I feel like such a bitch. The ride home is silent. I feel to bitchy to talk, like I'll say something to send her over the top or to make myself feel more disgusted. When I park she quickly slips out marching to the room. I text Lou.

Hey, call me when you can :) Then I remember his 6 hour long flight. I need to talk to someone, but not Emma and certianly not Harry.

"Mom?" I say once the line clicks and I'm certian she's there.

"Nora, dear. What's the matter?"

"Nothing to serious but do you think I could stop now?" She coughs and snifs.

"I'm sorry dear but we are currently out, at a dinner part to be persice. You could always stop by and grab the key."

"No it's fine." I sigh. I don't need to be alone I need to be with her, talk to her. I consider my father but that's a no go.

"Are you sure? You sound distressed."

" Yes, mother. I'll be fine."

"Okay, dear." We exchange goodbye's and I love you's and i head inside. Harry's sitting on my bed when I walk in, his usual black T-shirt and and for once a lighter shade of skinnies.

"Look at you. You seem pissy." He smiles.

"Why are you here?" He runs his fingers through his hair and follow me to the bathroom, shutting the door behind us.

"Would you get out. I have to pee." I lie. I only came in here to avoid him.

"Go ahead." He turns and waits a second before turning again to face me.

"Whats the fucking problem here? You tell me to go away then you call and tell me you've been hanging out with Alex. After I've told you not to. Pick a fucking side." He laughs.

"Don't swear at me." His face softens but his eyes are still hard.

"Sorry. " He raises his brow and picks at the skin around his thumb nail. "Why can't you listen? Why do you have to be a stubborn little bi-" I glare at him reminding him of what I just said.

"Bi-i-. Why do you have to provoke me?"

"Provoke? Sorry I don't want to listen to a liar. Why should I believe anything you say?"

"Because your being used." I look up at him, eyes wide. Why does he care about anything that happens to me, he used me in the past.What's the worst that could happen?

"You used me. So stop acting like your a hero."  His cheeks turn red, not from embarresment but from anger.

"I'm literally trying to prevent a disater from happening. He's going to hurt you bad. More than I have."

"I doubt that." He paces the length of the floor and finally stops sitting on the toilet seat.

"How can I convince you to not go."

"You can't."

"Norie. You don't understand the situation." I cock my head and smile.

"But I do. You're jealous, aren't you?" His eyes squint and a small smile forms over his harsh but subtle feature.

"That is far from what I am." I smirk as he stands. I hope that it's that becuase the only thing that comes to mind is he's trying to torture me, which is a very strong possibility.

"Are you sure?" He glares at me and moves me out of the way of the door, reaching for the handle.

"I'm not jealous and I'm going to that party with you." I roll my eyes but let him escape into the room. I hear him conversing with Emma and her giggling. I follow him out and text the number on the card Alex gave me at Rev.

Hey, it's Norie. I jump down on my bed sending a layer of the mint and ciggetret  that is plastered on my bed to rise and fall again. Harry has his legs spread out over the length on Emma's bed and her body is parrallel. What ever he is saying to her is making her flush.

Nora, my girl. Still coming to the partyHere he goes with "My girl" again. It's pretty unnerving. Like he's making me his property and I'm not catching on to it.

Yeah, where and when?

1518 N. Hanson. 5:30. 

Ok see you there

I check my screensaver which is now a picture of me Emma laying on the grass at a outing during school. I don't remember changing it but it feels better not seeing me and Alex everytime I get a text.

"Let's watch  a movie." Harry insist looking over to me.

"That's a good idea. Emma squeaks.  A movie seems better than a good idea. I haven't just settled in my room for 3 days and enjoyed a good laugh or cry, movies always make me feel bettter.

"What movie?" Emma asks.

"You pick."

"Fight club." Harry yells.


"You said anything." He points out.

"How about ' The Impossible." I ask sitting up and grabbing it from the rack. "It's really good."

"I bet it's a chick flick." Harry rolls his eyes and puts his hand on Emma's leg. What is wrong with those two. Harry acts like he can control me, which I know is out of jeaolusy and then he's playing with Emma, and Emma she yells at me for letting Alex kiss my cheek becuase I barely know him and here she is flirting away.!

"It's actually not." I say hitting the lights and crawling back in my bed.

I hear Emma gasp as the tsunami rips through the hotel and Henry and Maria watch as they are helpless to do anything. When Maria finds Lucas and after a very stressful reunion they get onto land. I hear her exhaustion at Henry having to say goodbye to Simon and Tomas and him choking down tears as he tells his survival group that he probably will never find his wife or Lucas.

We both cry as we hear Simons little lungs screaming for Lucas and as they both slam into Lucas's chest and runite with their dad and mom. I cry harder than Emma even though I've seen this movie over 3 times. There's just something about natural disaters that hurts me in a way that I can't explain.

Harry groans at how emotional we are and how they got back together and got home safe so why should we be crying. He shuffles through the pile and finds BattleShip but I fall asleep before the second scene cuts it.


Norie-" His hands move down my legs and stops abrutley at my inner thighs. His curls fall over his murky brown eyes as he bites on his lip ring. "I can take you away."

"I know." I breath, gripping the small hairs at the nape of his neck and let his hands explore me. "Harry!"

"Shh." He says cupping my mouth. "We don't want to wake, Emma."


My body jolts as I raise off the bed, my chest heaving. What in the world! I did not just have an intimate dream about Harry.

"Bad dream?" I jump as his voice travels through the room. His body is on it's side as he looks over to me. Was he watching me the whole time?

"Nightmare." I agree.

"Sounded, pretty pleasurable to me." He mocks. My head throbs at his words. Did he hear me? was I speaking out loud? I try to forget about him and I grab my phone from the table across from me. 12:41. 2 text and both from Lou.

Hey you okay

Call me.

I remind myself to call him before the party. I roll back over on my side and stare at him as he scrolls through his phone. I notice Emma is gone.

"Where is she?" He looks back at the empty spot.

"She went to the store to find you vagina plugs." I cough and look over him. His smile preading over his profile.

"Don't say that." I hate ditry words! They make my skin crawl.

"Vagina or plugs."

"Both." I say not wanting to say Vagina in front of Harry. He grins and shrugs.

"Fine, I won't say Vagina." I roll back onto my side and ignore him. "That must be why you're being such a bitch."


"Queen P's coming for a visit."


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