HIATUS

chapter 10

●Clara's POV●

I hurried to my room and let the tears fall. I couldn’t stop, the sobbing broke its way out so hard. But as I heard Harry coming I wiped the tears and tried to be strong.

“Harry, why did you leave your bed?” I asked in a calm but hard voice.

 without replying he grabbed me by the shoulders and slammed me against the wall

“I hadn’t finished talking then” … he growled in my ear dragging out each word while pinning my hands over my head. For a moment I got scared.

“I don’t care.” I said with equal rage while fighting against him to set free.

“Oh yeah? now you care about saint Nicholas, ” He said releasing me.
I could see that he was so jealous of Nick.

“Yes, I care for him. And don’t compare yourself with him. He didn’t use me to satisfy his hunger like you did. He didn’t leave me with some bloody scars.” I lost against my tears.

“I used you for my hunger?” he said like he tasted acid, “How could you say that? If I didn’t love you I wouldn’t have come back. If I didn’t love you then I wouldn’t have roamed around you and tolerate your sweet little boyfriend all the time.” His voice was trembling.

“It doesn’t matter. It’s over.” I looked at him and said those words when I didn’t want to.

The air was thick. There was a moment of silence. we looked at each other which seemed like years have passed. Harry’s jaw was clenched and his hand tightened.

“You really don’t love me anymore?” He looked right into my eyes and firmly asked.

“No. ………. I…. I don’t.” those words came out of my mouth even though I wanted to stop.

As soon as I said that he at once took holds of me, wrestling me down on the bed as I fought and protested like a little kid. His eyes pierced into my eyes.

“Let go of me” I demanded.

"No, I won’t. look at me.” He said grabbing me tight.

I was trying so hard to set free from his grasp.  His warm touch was teasing. I waited for this touch so long but my ego came in between.

“Get off me. Let me go”. I said still not giving up.

“Look in my eyes. And repeat that you don’t love me.” He taunted me.

He felt confident as I wasn’t making eye contact with him. He knew I still love him. And he was taking advantage of it. He continuously stared at me intently, waiting for the words to come out of my mouth. Okay fine. I’ll give him that.

“I ….”

My stubborn self couldn’t even finish the word before that Harry crashed his lips against mine. It was like a shock. His skin so warm because of the fever and his touch was electrifying.

“No no don’t say that.” he said out of breath as his hands roamed my body desperately.

“I hate you.” I said in between the kisses.

I wanted this. I missed his touch, his presence so much but stubborn to even admit it.

“I love you so much baby”. He said kissing me passionately.

“Don’t call me baby”, I pulled at his hair angrily.

“I’m sorry. I’m really so sorry.” He said biting at my lips.  His voice full of need.

“Leave me, Harry please.” I said really trying to push him away.

“No. I won’t let you go.” He repeated and started kissing on my neck fiercely.

I let out a muffed scream of protest and tried to push him away but he is too strong for me even in his fever. I didn’t give up. I kept doing everything to push him away but he didn’t budge. His lips were strung to mine. I felt his warm tongue force itself to my mouth and I knew he’s won. I moaned and felt Harry’s smile. I was mad at him for being smug.

“You…”
I mumbled as he took my face in his hands and kissed me hard over and over again. Now I didn’t fight it.
“You jerk…. I hate you.”

“I don’t believe that coz you are kissing me.”

He slowly made a trail of kisses down my chin and neck. His warm kisses were sending lightening spark to my body. I tilted my head back on the pillow and began to let out all sorts of pleasured sounds as I felt his thermal lips apply heavy suction all over my neck, collar bone.

“Oh lord……. Stop it.”  I ordered him in a whisper, but he knew I don’t want that.

He pulled down the cut of my T shirts a bit more so my cleavage begins to show.

“I know what you want babe…” he pulled me closer and smiled.

“Oh fuck….” I gasped breathlessly as he kissed the top of my cleavage.

“I’ll make you happy again. Let me make it up to you.” He chuckled.

“You think I’m gonna forgive you like that, Styles? It’s over.” I said breathing heavily and pushing him away.

Well that made him a little bit angry again. He forced me down on the bed, took the hold of my V neck t shirt and ripped in half. I screamed a little and at once wrapped my hands around his neck to cover my bare body. He giggled and trembled a little as my body was a bit colder than him.
“you’re so cold baby.”

“Remember ? you left me in the cold.” I said undoing my hands from his neck.

“How many times do I have to tell you that I didn’t mean to leave you. It wasn’t over. It wasn’t over for me. I love you.”
He said leaning towards my shoulders.

“That’s the biggest lie I believed last time Harry Styles. You don’t love me. You just filled your expectations.”
He then looked straight into my eyes

“I filled my expectations? Then why am I still roaming around you? I didn’t fill my expectations. My destiny is here. You.” He said caressing my cheeks.

I was sobbing uncontrollably. All these things were draining me, I was tired of being away from him.

“But you were gone. I was so alone. I was broken. Without you. You left me with your scars on my body and I felt so low thinking I wasn’t enough.”

“I was in pain too honey. I’m so sorry . Lord just put me in a test. But there was not a single moment that I didn’t think about you. I wrote the whole fucking album thinking about you. You are the source of my songs.”

He then put a light kiss on my lips. As he kissed tears started to escape from my eyes.

“Shhhh don’t cry. Let me make it all better.”  He whispered in my ears while brushing away my tears.