Darling [h.s]

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"I can't get her off of my brain
I just wanna go to the party she gon' go
Can somebody take me home?"
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Harry's POV

Never I have been this confused in my life, and never have things been this complicated with women. I usually don't have to worry about wanting to talk to them after a hook up but Darlene just has to complicate my life.

Obviously I don't want to just be her friend, I don't even know what exactly I want. But if being her friend is the closest I can be to her, I'll take it. For some reason the thought of never talking to her again makes me almost nauseous.

Darlene agreed that she wants to be friends and then she kissed me, and I'm not complaining at all. I'm just saying her words and her actions clearly don't match up. I already had to basically force her to talk to me about when we had sex and I have a feeling I'm going to have to do that all over again.

Like I said though, I've never been in this situation before. I don't know how to navigate it and that scares the hell out of me cause I really don't want to fuck up. Usually this shit is easy for me but Darlene is so damn hard to figure out.

I just want to approach this in the right way, and make sure I don't scare her off in the process. Again, I'm fine with being friends if that's what she really wants. I just need to talk to her again so we can figure this out again. But clearly the way I approached this kind of conversation before was not Darlene's favorite. So I need to approach it differently, but I have no fucking clue how.

This leads me to my current situation, sitting in my apartment and hovering my finger over the call button on Mayas contact. Darlene might kill me if she finds out about this but hopefully I can trust Maya to keep a secret. But women have the tendency to share all their secrets with each other so a man can never be too sure.

Before I can talk myself out of it, I finally click the call button and wait anxiously as the phone rings

"Harry? Is everything alright?" Maya's voice comes through the speaker of my phone.

"Yeah no, everything's fine" I say scratching the back of my neck in stress, "I uh- I was wondering if we could meet up later or something I just needed your advice on something" I continue awkwardly.

"Oh" Maya says enthusiastically, "Yeah of course, I can meet up whenever" She says and I can hear an excitement in her voice that confuses me a bit.

"Great okay" I pause for a second, "Do you want to meet at the bar? Drinks on me" I offer.

"Yes" I can hear the happiness in her voice, "I'll meet you there in about 20 minutes?"

"Yeah, sounds good see you then" I say back while nodding my head even though she can't even see me.

Maya and I hang up the phone and I let out a groan. Fuck I hate this nervous feeling that's constantly hanging over my head. It's just filled with all the "what if's" or negative outcomes. This feeling is the main thing motivating me to answer all these damn questions floating around in my head. I want to rectify the situation, even if the outcome is bad. I'd rather wallow in self pity for a bit in the aftermath than have this constant nagging feeling.

Hopefully talking with Maya tonight will alleviate some of that feeling and answer some of those questions. I'm looking for anything at this point to put my mind at ease.

When I arrive at the bar I see Maya waiting for me at the same table we were sat at just 2 nights ago. It's been a full day since Darlene kissed me and my minds been replaying the moment non-stop trying to analyze every detail for some sort of answers as to why she did it and why she seems to insist she'll never do it again.