Illegally yours.

Chapter Thirty Six.

TIA'S POV.
3:02 AM
I'd stayed up most of the night, multitasking with my nose in a book and texting Kate. I jumped as a rattle sound came from downstairs.
I crept to my door and slid across the landing.
"Ari shh babe" Harry's voice whispered. The pain I felt hearing him say her nickname from him and him calling her babe was intense.
"Your hands are so rough babe, what you going to do to me?" Arianna giggled, pushing her behind against his groin. Harry stiffened under her touch and kissed her neck.
They kissed a few more times before I moved from my hiding spot and retreated to the stairs.
They jumped apart and their gaze landed on me, I felt Harry's eyes as I moved to the kitchen.
"Sorry to interrupt" I called. Pulling a glass from the cupboard and filling it with cold water.
I felt a pair of hands wrap around my waist and that familiar scent fills my nostrils. Harry's.
"You look good tonight Tee" He whispered against my neck, his hands on my thighs and running up and down between my legs, he span me round so I was facing him and put me into a comfortable position that suited us both.
"I've missed you so much, I've missed this, I've missed us" He whispers. His lips connect with mine and my hands instantly move to his hair, tugging ye way I know he liked. I'm rewarded with a moan which I've longed to hear so much. His lips move to a tender patch on my neck and he sucks roughly, causing the skin to turn a furious purple and cause probably a huge love bite.
"Harry stop" I say, pushing him from me. This was wrong, he had a girlfriend now, I was living in Texas. He'd moved on, I'd moved on, or so I'd thought.
"What?" He says, releasing me from his grip, his eyes land on my neck and he gulps.
"This, us, whatever we are it's wrong" I reply, rubbing my neck.
"Tia" He begins but I cut him off.
"You let me go, then you come back to me only to hurt me and let me go again".
The pain I was feeling was like having a knife dangle above your body by a piece of string, trusting that one person to not cut the thread. But Harry, he'd severed that line.
Everything we'd accomplished together, all the shit we'd been through all the pain, torture, humiliation all for nothing. My mind was replaying all the memories we'd created, from meeting his mum to having movie days together, all the times I'd seen his cheeky smile with those dimpled cheeks and that contagious laugh. I stored all those memories deep away from other peoples view and buried them safely so harry couldn't rip them away from me when he left.
"Can I kiss you?" He whispers.
"Not if it's goodbye" I reply.
Harry's lips didn't meet mine, I can't say wether I was relieved or upset over it. "Then keep me?" I practically beg.
"I wish I could" He shakes his head and moves to the door.
I wanted to tell him how much he meant to me, all the pain and heartache I'd suffered after losing the baby and his unfaithfulness. I didn't think id be able to piece back together all the broken parts he'd left me with.