TREPIDATION // h.s

CHAPTER 20 //

Delilah Allen

What is this awful noise? It's been going on for what feels like hours. Maybe if I just keep my eyes closed, I can ignore it... NO! There it is again. I don't want to open my eyes, I'm so comfortable and warm, I just want to sleep for a couple more hours. There it is again, only this time it's longer and it doesn't stop.

I dart my eyes open. Breathing loudly. I look down at my body and see two arms around me, next to me is Harry groaning with his eyes still shut. "What the fuuuuuck is that?" He screams. I sit up and look around me, my eyes not in focus yes. It's still dark out. I also see a bright light shining from something a few feet away from us. I stand up and wrap a towel around my body, walking to the end of the boat, trying to get a better view.

There is someone standing on a big boat, shining their light on us. "Are you guys okay, you've been here since yesterday?" I hear a man's voice shout. "No actually, we've run out of gas." I shout back. He dims his light and then he disappears. Seconds later the boat starts moving toward us until it's inches away. The man appears again, this time with a red container in his hand. "This should get you back to hard ground." He leans over the side of the boat, handing me the container. "Thank you so much, I don't know what we would have done if you hadn't come."

He looks behind me where Harry is now tucked under the towel. "You sure your boyfriend didn't do this on purpose ?" He smirks at me. I look at Harry and then back at him. "Oh no, he's not. He's not my boyfriend." The man just laughs

"Alright, I'll be on my way then. I just wanted to check on you two."

"Thank you so much, really! Have a nice day." I say with appreciation, waving to him as he sails away.

"What a nice man..." I shake my head in appreciation. "Are you gonna start this thing or what?"

He shifts under the towel and growls again."I'm not leaving yet, I need sleep."

"Okay Mister, I don't know about you but I look and feel like shit, so the sooner I can get home and take a hot bath, the better."

He pulls his head out from under the towel. His eyes are a little swollen and his skin is paler than usual. His eyes are bright, and he looks much younger. He looks adorable like this, I just want to give him a hug. "You do not look like shit. In fact, I think you pull off the look."

"What look?" I question.

"Oh you know, messy hair, smeared mascara, and all that."

"Oh, screw you!" I pull the towel off his body, making him flinch and gasp due to the cold morning air. "Get this thing on, NOW !" I demand.

He stands up and starts filling the boat with the gas. A couple minutes of sailing later we are back at shore. Harry unloads everything off the boat and carries it as we walk back to his car. Luckily his car is still safe and intact when we get there.

The first thing I do when we get into the car is I turn the heat up. I never really defrosted last night so I'm still freezing. "Fucking hell." Harry says when he turns his phone on.

"What ?" I ask anxiously.

"It's 4:30, that's why I'm so fucking tired." He throws his phone into the middle compartment.

"Are you okay to drive, I'm wide awake so I could you know..." I hesitate.

"What let you drive my car, c'mon Peach. I'd have to trust someone with my whole life if they were to drive my car." I just shrug and roll my eyes, turning around so my back is facing him. I lay my head down and shut my eyes, hoping to fall asleep again.

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I open my eyes, and I feel completely disorientated. I don't know where I am, how I got here, or even what time of day it is. I sit up and rub my eyes. I'm in my bed back at the penthouse. The last thing I remember is falling asleep in Harry's car, how'd I get here. I look on my nightstand to find my phone in the charger. I grab it and turn it on. I have no new messages, but when I look at the time, my eyes widen, it's 12:07. Past noon, what the hell Lila.

I swing myself out of bed, and unfortunately, I'm still in my bikini and not comfy sweatpants. I shrug and walk to the bathroom. To make this all worse, I realize I also have a headache now.

When I open the bathroom door, Harry is leaning against the counter, with a towel around his waist, and he is brushing his teeth. His hair is wet, so he must have just gotten out of the shower. His eyes immediately scan my body as I walk into the room. I feel a little self-conscious now and place my hands in front of me. "Hey." I say, taking my toothbrush and applying toothpaste.

"You're finally up?" He says taking the brush out of his mouth and then putting it back.

"Mhm." I hum as I start brushing my teeth. It's kind of awkward for the next few seconds as we just stand next to each other, brushing our teeth. I look up the mirror and lock eyes with him, he starts wiggling his eyebrows at me. I laugh and I almost spill my toothpaste. We brush for a couple more seconds before spitting out and rinsing our mouths.

"So did I sleepwalk to my bed?" I ask returning my gaze to him.

"Something like that."

"Come on you can't keep using that as an excuse. You carried me didn't you?"

"Yeah so I carried you, it's not a big deal." He says, looking down at the ground.

"Aw. You're totally a sweetheart." I tease.

"Yeah, I have my moments." As the words leave his mouth, I find myself distracted by him. I stare at his exposed upper body. His muscles are perfectly defined, same as this abs. The tattoos with it is just something to die for. His skin looks so soft, it's still glistening from the shower.

"You know, if you want me you could just ask, I promise I wouldn't object." My eyes widen from his words, shocked by his bluntness.

"Uh.. no... I didn't." I can't even form proper sentences.

"You sure?" He steps closer to me. I look down and sigh of embarrassment. Suddenly I am lifted in the air by my ass. I am then placed on the counter, and he steps closer to me. His eyes are filled with lust. He leans down and starts kissing my neck again, he takes one hand behind me and he squeezes my ass. I moan his name softly.

After a while, he stops kissing my neck and then just stares at me for a few seconds. "You're so fucking beautiful Delilah." His voice is low and raspy. I slightly part my lips when he says this, longing for his lips to touch mine.

What feels like a bolt of electricity runs through me when I feel his strong hands grip around my neck. It's a new feeling but I love it. It makes me feel wild, he makes me feel wild. Then, while still holding my neck, he leans down to my ear and whispers. "You like this?" I shiver when I feel his hot breath. I nod my head slightly, agreeing.

He kisses again this time along my jawline. "There is so much I could show you." He whispers again.

I only start to feel alarmed when I feel his hand on my back, tugging at my bikini top, trying to undo it. I can't do this with him, at least not yet. "Wait, wait, stop."

He backs away and drops his head in disappointment. "Okay, what is it then? You give me all these signals but every time things get intense you stop me. Are you like a virgin or something?"

I just stare at him in disbelief. After every good interaction, we have he just fucks it up by being a dick. I take a deep breath before speaking. "Could you just please get out, I need to shower."

"Gladly." He walks out of the bathroom and slams the door.

I can't explain the way I feel right now. I'm still high from his touch but then he makes me so mad that I think my blood might boil. I wish I knew what was going on inside his mind. I think right now I should just not think about him and take a warm bath.

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