2:34am
I have been tossing and turning for the last 2 hours. I can't sleep. Not after what Gemma said. Images from the night in the wine cellar flowed through me mind. The feeling of his hands sitting firmly on my waist. The feeling of his tongue gliding smoothly along my bottom lip. The way he gently pushed me up against the wall. I shivered at the thought. But the thing that I couldn't stop thinking about was the way he tightly grasped his hand around my wrists and pulled me into the corridor at school. The way his emerald eyes burned into mine. The way his expressions changed from angry to broken. Heart broken. After a couple more minutes of tossing, turning and debating whether Harry truly cares about me or not, I fell into a soothing sleep, setting my mind to ease.
I sat up straight, panting and shaking. I just had a horrible nightmare, about Harry!!! This needs to stop. If Harry truly cared he wouldn't come up with lame excuses about Isaac. It's pathetic. All this thinking has giving me a headache. I gently place my hand on my forehead, softly massaging it trying to get rid of the pain. Groaning, I swung my feet out of bed and walked into the bathroom. My head was killing me. I decided to start the shower. Hopefully this will help get rid of the pain. And my headache..
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Changing
FanfictionWe all change. For better or for worse. For friends, for family, for happiness. But would you change for love. For a boy, for the boy. What would you do if you fell in love with the boy you thought you could never love. Changing, is it for better, o...
