Once in a lifetime / harry s.

20 ; stood up

I wake up, Saturday morning.. the sun blazing through the small space not being covered by the curtains.

I hear Harry's slight snores, and I turn to him. I smile, and remember last night.

"Harry," I whisper but he gives me a slight smile.

"Isabel!" I hear my mom's voice scream, as she knocks on my door.

My eyes widen, and I quickly get up and run to the door. She can't come in here! Harry is lying on my bed shirtless, and it smells like hangover.

"Uh- Mom, I'm naked. Let me change and I'll go to your room, Okay?" I stall.

"I've seen you naked plenty of times, just open up the door," She continues to try and open the door.

"Nooo, I'm a teenager mom. Sometimes you've gotta understand." I say, which she probably is very confused about cause' she stays quiet.

"Fine, come down for breakfast when you're ready, Okay?" She asks.

"YES, Okay mom." I say. She stresses me out sometimes.

My back is against the door, as I take a deep breath. I suddenly hear some chuckles, and turn to Harry who is smiling.

"It would look very bad if your mom would've walked in and saw us both semi naked," He chuckled. His voice is very hoarse. I thought his voice was perfect, but now that I've heard his morning voice, there's no sexier thing.

"Yeah," I laugh with him.

"Um, I'm gonna go. Meet you at Starbucks at 5? I'd come pick you up but you're mom would probably ask too many questions" He asks, as he stands up from the bed.

"Okay," I smile, as he makes his way towards me and plants a small kiss on my lips.

After Harry leaves I walk downstairs and sit next to my brother, but he quickly stands up with my sister and they both run upstairs.

"Isabel, Your brother said he heard you with someone in your room last night, who was in there?" My mom gets straight to the point.

"What?" I ask, as I choke on the piece of pancake I was chewing.

"You heard me Isabel," She dryly responds.

"I was skyping with Harry," I answer, well lie.

"Harry? I thought we agreed that you'd only hang out with girls this year," She huffed.

"I do have girl friends, well.. friend. Besides, Harry is more than a friend," I simply shrug it off.

"More than a friend?!" My mom exaggerates, like always.

"Yes, he asked me out last night." I decide to tell her the truth. Should I add the drunk part? Nah.

"I'm- I'm actually glad that you finally moved on from Jes-" She says, but stops as soon as she realizes she's hurting my feelings. "Sorry," She quickly apologizes.

"I've gotta go," I excuse myself from the table.

"Isabel," She starts.

"It's Okay mom," I assure her.

I head to my room, tears running down my cheeks.

"He's not gone," I cry to myself as I enter my bedroom, quickly turn the light ofd and sit on my bed.
I sit there for a moment, but quickly stand up and take my pants off and then my underwear.

I sit back on the bed, and spread my legs. Small breaths being heard every 5 seconds considering the fact I'm crying.

I close my eyes and trace my hand along my clit, and stick my finger inside me after about 10 seconds.

Again, I imagine Jesse on top of me, spreading my legs even wider.

A moan comes out of my mouth, as I pump my finger inside and out.

In my head, Jesse is still on top of me and his fingers are the ones inside of me. Yeah, I know I'm sick. But it really helps me.

I continue until I almost reach my climax. I'm sweating as I pull my fingers out of me. I can never reach it by myself. The only person who ever made me come was Jess.

Oh, and Frank. But let's forget about that.

I grab my bed sheets and soon drift of into sleep.

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I open my eyes slightly, and everything is completely dark. There is no light, and the only noise are my breaths.

I hear a small knock, and soon the window opens. The dark figure falls onto the floor, and I scream.

The person soon runs over to me and covers my mouth. I grab the bed sheets and cover myself down there considering I have on no underwear.

I'm so stupid, I could get raped right now.

"Iz, it's me.. Frank." I hear him say, and I calm down, but my heart is still beating really really fast.

He walks over to the wall, and turns the light on.

"Wait, turn it off! I've gotta put my underwear on!" I whisper yell.

"Were you... Doing that again?" He says, and I can hear the pity in his tone. I decide the ignore it though.

"Just turn it off," I beg.

He does as I asked him, and I quickly reach for my underwear on the ground and slide it back on.

"Ok," I assure him.

He turns the light on, and walks over to the bed. He sits next to me. "What time is it?" I ask him.

"It's 8," He answers me.

I sit there for a few seconds, and scratch my head. Fuck, I forgot about Harry.

I hope he's not mad I stood him up.

"Fuck," I sigh.

"What?" He asks.

"I stood Harry up," I say, trying to smile. I can't smile at frank right now. I'm so sad that he didn't tell me or Andrea.

"Um.. Isabel, we need to talk. This subject is very touchy," He says.

"It seems you and Andrea like touchy anyway," I say but then apologize. Even though I shouldn't, I am in no way wrong. They should have told me.

"Let me tell you from the beggining" He says as he lays his hand on my knee.

I take a deep breath. "Okay,"

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Sorrrrrry!!! Mariana had writers block and i cant do anything but suggest :(

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