I Dare You

Twenty-five

Harry laid on his bed, starring at the ceiling for hours. His phone would go off every once in a while, but he didn't bother to check. It was only Niall... Who else would it be?

There was a knock on his door, making Harry jump up quickly. Josh had been down his throat all day, Harry was cautious with every sound.

He opened his door and sighed in relief when he saw Gemma.

"Hey." She smiled.

"Hi." He sighed, opening the door all the way and walking back to his bed. He laid back down whilst Gemma came in and closed the door.

"Hey, uh- Niall's been trying to get ahold of you."

"I don't wanna see him."

"Did you guys get in a fight or something?" She asked. Harry chuckled a little. This conversation totally sounded like Niall was Harry's boyfriend or something.

"No."

"What's wrong?"

"Girl problems."

"I wouldn't picture a guy having girl problems... Is it your period?" Gemma joked. Harry laughed and then shook his head.

"No. It's Novelly." Harry could tell his sister, right? She wouldn't tell anyone. Gemma wasn't popular or anything, well... She was popular but she wasn't the bad kind of popular I guess... It was hard to explain.

"What happened? I thought you guys were dating."

"No. Why would you think that?"

"You went to prom with her..."

"No. God I wish I never did." Harry didn't mean that. But he wished he meant it. He wished he could regret making love to her, he wished he could regret the entire night but he couldn't. It was still the best moment of his life. Because for a second, she was his. Or... He was hers.

"What happened?" She asked.

"You promise you can't tell anyone." Harry said. Novelly smirked and then laughed. Harry sat up, giving her a confused look.

"Why are you laughing?" Harry asked.

"Because I know what you're going to say."

"No you don't."

"You had sex with her didn't you?"

"Am I an open book or something? I swear. Niall took one look at me and knew."

"It's easy to tell when someone looses their virginity. They have. Different vibe and a more, confident and glowing look to them."

"So you're saying I'm pregnant?" Harry scoffed. Gemma laughed.

"What happened, Harry?" She asked again. Harry sighed, then shrugged.

"I slept with her. Then she wouldn't talk to me for like a week... And... Yesterday, at the cafe we talked. We're just friends. She said that what happened was a mistake. She said she had feelings for me but she won't date me. She says it's because she doesn't deserve me but I know that's bullshit. She's probably embarrassed of me. Fuck. I was so stupid!"

Gemma just sat there. She didn't know what to say. And so Harry kept talking.

"She just. Fuck. I've been in love with this girl since freshman year. And I- she was the one who wanted to sleep with me! She wanted to do it! I wasn't the one who made the first move. I respect her too much, I would never do anything to hurt her. And she just- she says she doesn't want to hurt me but she fucking ruined me."