Bereft (h.s)

59. Always Knew Better.

song in this chapter is wish i loved you in the 90's by tate mcrae :))

Chapter 59

Alycia's Pov.

4 Days Later

Harry's grunts and moans stayed in low volume as he thrusted into me from this extremely dark closet at the venue.

Yes, he goes on stage in 10 minutes.

You'd think things were going well for us the past few days considering we're having sex before his show, like we have the past 3 nights. That, however, is very much not the case.

I felt so lost in my thoughts right now that I didn't even realize he was about to come and I wasn't. Don't get me wrong, he feels good. But the fact that we're both speaking pretty much none, is very unlike both of us. Except for the past two nights.

I always told Harry I would be his distraction or whatever he needs but....it feels like that's all i've been.

I felt him twitch inside me and he moaned close to my ear from behind me as he let his arm around my waist push me closer against him.

For the first time ever with him, I did what I had to do.

I moaned and did the best I could as I faked my orgasm.

We have no time to get more into this and like I said, he's too quiet and so am I so I didn't see me getting off tonight anyways.

Suddenly he pulled out of me and it was quieter than usual as I heard him pull off the condom before he zipped up his pants.

It was literally no light so I couldn't see anything but I pulled my skirt down as I fixed my underwear.

Suddenly Harry opened the door, without even checking if I was good first.

I furrowed my brows at his action and he turned around to kiss my forehead.

"See you side stage?" He asked and I nodded before he walked away.

Why do I feel like complete shit after that? Well, I had to fake an orgasm but besides that, he then doesn't ask me if i'm all good and okay, doesn't communicate with me during sex, opens the door to the public without checking with me first, and kisses my fucking forehead and walks away.

I feel like a quick fuck. And not one that someone keeps around.

I shyly walked out and luckily not many people were around and the few crew that were, weren't paying attention.

I went to his dressing room and grabbed my phone as he chatted with Jeff. I walked out and decided to go to the bathroom to get some privacy.

As soon as I walked into the bathroom, I went to pee and do the after sex necessaries.

I took my time and by the time I went to wash my hands, I heard Harry on stage as I heard the music blast and the floors lightly shake from the bass of the amps.

I bit my cheek in thought as I stared at myself in these mirrors.

What has even happened to me? To us? To my life?