TOXIC

Chapter Twelve

I stare at the ceiling after minutes of trying to find the perfect position. Harry's taking up too much space on my insanely small bed and I remain wide awake for some good minutes. After shifting my body on the bed multiple times, I hear Harry sighs and stretches his body a bit. I think I must've woken him up.

I lean on my side so my back is facing him. It's going to be so awkward if I sleep face to face with him. I hate Peyton for not letting me stay in her room and it's just freezing to sleep on the couch or the floor.

All of a sudden, I feel Harry's palms sliding to my waist and wrap his arm to my stomach. I get so stiff and shocked but I don't want to wake him up in the middle of the night and confront him for his perverted act. Yet again, I can't really blame him if he's doing it unconsciously in his sleep. I relax my body as he tightens his arm around my body.

He slowly pulls me closer to him so now our bodies come in contact. Oh my, what's that hard stick pressing against my butt cheeks?

At this point, I'm pretty sure he's awake and teasing me. I turn around as I try to dodge him spooning me. Our faces are now just less than an inch apart and I get so mesmerized as I see his forest green eyes staring back. Harry doesn't even break eye contact nor does he let go of his hold of me. He looks at my left and right eyes back and forth as if he couldn't get enough of staring right into my soul. I swear if looks could kill, I'd probably be lying in a coffin now.

I get so nervous as he pulls me closer and tucks a piece of my hair back to my ear. He rubs my temple as I shift my gaze to the other side of the room to avoid the tension. He gently places his palm on my jaw and makes me look back at him.

"You're so beautiful."

The silence is so loud and I get butterflies in my stomach just listening to his words in his low seductive voice. I feel like kissing him right now. Should I kiss him? But that'd be weird, what would I do afterward? Do I need to leave? But I can't even deny how hot he looks right now. If I could just-

My body tenses up as I feel Harry's cold wet lips pressing against mine. He kisses my lower lip gently as our noses collide. He slides his tongue into my mouth as I give in and our tongues just intertwine lustfully. He starts kissing me nonchalantly and moves to my neck. It sends shivers as he starts placing his hand on my thigh, rubbing it, and squeezing it. I can feel his member growing against my stomach.

I moan slightly as he starts kissing near my chest and looks at my eyes for reassurance.

"May I?", as he tries to unbutton my shirt. I nod relentlessly as he chuckles at my reaction.

"You naughty girl.", as he gets back up with a satisfied smile painted across his face. He lays back to where he slept and smiles at me teasingly.

"Good night, Maddie."

I can't even describe how embarrassed I feel right now as he tricked me into doing the nasty but stopped. He's trying to make me look like I'm the one wanting it from him when in fact HE STARTED IT FIRST. Oh my God, even thinking about it makes me sick to my guts and I still have to spend the night sleeping on the same bed with my stupid boss! I'm just speechless and in disbelief that I would even have to deal with this kind of person. Embarrassment fuels me as I fall asleep with my blood rushing in anger.

The next morning I wake up, Harry's already gone. I assume he's gotten back to his home by now. He didn't even say thank you or anything for staying the night. What a bitch.

As I open the bathroom door, I see Harry standing in front of the sink with just a towel wrapped around his waist. I get so surprised and let out a loud AH as he jumps from hearing my scream.

"It's 7 in the morning.", he throws both his hands into the air with one of them holding a razor as I stand straight like a statue. I honestly don't know how to respond to what I'm seeing; I really didn't expect him to still be here by now.

Harry approaches me and then pulls me into the bathroom after I remain silent for several seconds, not acknowledging his reaction before. He grabs me by my wrist and shuts the door behind me, as I lean on it. Jeez, I think he's doing it again.

I look away and turn around as I try to unlock the door. However, he presses his palm to my shoulder and pins me to the door. It's literally still morning and I don't have the power nor the ability to process what to do next. He looks at me challengingly as I try my best to avoid eye contact to hide my embarrassment.

"Maddie, you're doing things to me that you're not even aware of."

Oh shit.

I can feel the tingles down there in my pants as I hear him say those words to me. I directly look at him in the eyes and scan his face, wondering what's actually in his mind. I clear my throat and make myself clear that I want to get out of the bathroom now. He chuckles and shifts his right palm from my shoulder all the way to my neck. He places his thumb right below my ear and his index finger to my ear on the other side. Yup, his hand is really THAT big.

"You're not going anywhere."

"Oh, Harry, please don't do this to me."

"Hm?", he whispers in my ear. "I thought you wanted this last night?"

Oh no, not him reminding me of what happened yesterday. As I try to revolt against him, he chokes me even harder than before. He then grabs me and moves me right in front of the mirror, as he stands tall behind me. Harry pulls me closer and hugs me tight from behind, his right hand still choking me and his left hand rubbing my back.

He nibbles on my ear, "God, Maddie you're fucking hot."