Chapter 10: Umm..

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As I scanned the room, I noticed a towel lying around. Grabbing it, I headed to the restroom. When I unlocked it, I saw Harry standing there, just in his boxers.

OH MY GOD! HE WAS GORGEOUS.

"Uh, Harry," I said, extending my arms to hand him the towel.

Keeping his eyes closed, he searched for my hand while avoiding getting soap in his eyes. And I stepped forward. Puddles of water were all around, so I nearly lost my balance and fell. As a result, Harry caught me right away so I could not fall and hurt myself. I held onto his arms and he grasped my lower back.

Right then, the water started running and rubbed the soap off Harry's body. Immediately, both of us became drenched. He stared at my body and focused on my eyes. Liking his lower lip and swallowing the water, he continued to stare.

Then he put me on my feet again, and our bodies barely touched. Water was still running high, and he threw the towel onto the ground.

He grabbed and my arse and pushed me towards him. In response, I threw my arms around his chest. His lips kissed mine as I looked up. As he slid his tongue down, he asked me for permission to let him in, which, of course, I granted. Upon breaking the kiss, he bent down and kissed my neck. My heart pounded as I leaned into him as I moaned.

He paused and turned down the water. His hands encircled my back and my legs. He lifted me bridal style, and I laughed "Hey".

He strolled out of the washroom carrying me and threw me on the bed. When my head touched the pillow, he climbed on top of me. He looked at me hungrily and bent down to kiss my neck. After he bit and licked the spot, he started kissing aggressively, and I was sure it would leave a mark. I then had several hickeys on my neck as he went around different parts of my neck. I looked down and saw a few of them turning purple.

In one motion, he pulled my shirt and unhooked my bra with his teeth. I lifted my hands so he could pull it down easily. His moves shocked me, and I knew it had probably happened to many other girls. Then he started kissing my chest and kept lowering the spot until he reached my jeans. He peered at me for a signal, and I nodded hesitantly.

He gripped my jeans and pulled them down. His eyebrows dropped as he caught the keys in my pocket.

Oh my god.

A smirk spread across his face as he shook his head. As he examined my body, he gasped in amazement, "you look beautiful!"

I moaned again as he licked my belly button. My chest trembled as he ran his hands along it. He started vigorously kissing my abdomen, and I was already wet at that part.

At the sight of him reaching for my underwear, I licked my lips and closed my eyes. He removed it with such ease that made my whole body nervous. I was completely naked in front of him and I couldn't believe myself. What led to this? What the hell is going on?

I was panting, not understanding the situation I was in.

"Plop up your knees," Harry ordered.

"plop your knees," he said aggressively while I cried in pain.

"Clara!" he called, and I realized I had dozed off. "Sorry," I blurted. I glanced at him and plopped my knees, obeying his orders.

He reached for his boxers and whispered soothingly, "Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

"I'll be gentle," he said with an evil smile plastered over his face. I knew he wouldn't be gentle at all.

"Clara" harry worried shaking my hands. I dozed off again. The tears were rolling down my cheeks without my permission.

"Are you okay?" he asked, brushing my hair off my face.

I replied a little too loudly, "No, I'm not" "I've never been" I shrieked in fear. I didn't mean to hurt him, but I was too lost in my head. I did not know why I was acting this way. The buried scars were shooting anger at me in such intensity that I couldn't control myself anymore.

I slipped down from under his knees and covered myself in a bathrobe, grabbed my clothes and rushed to the door. There was confusion in his eyes, and he feared he had hurt me. I realized that none of this was his fault and muttered, "I'm sorry" before I left the room.

I didn't know where I was running to until I found myself in front of Zayn's room. It took me just one knock until he opened the door. Despite looking confused at me, he remained silent and moved aside to let me in. "You can change in the washroom," he said, locking the door.

I smiled through my tears "Thank you, Zayn."

"Don't be," he replied. "I'll be right back."

I was glad he didn't ask me anything because I didn't want to talk about anything and didn't know what I would say if he asked. I appreciate the mutual understanding that we have. A wound can be felt without speaking; it is understood simply by the senses.

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No pov

Zayn didn't need Clara to explain to him what the situation was. As soon as he saw her, he knew it was Harry's doing. Harry has been a troubled presence in her life since the moment she met him. He wanted her to be normal again, and he was ready to do anything for her, so he knew there was only one way for that to happen. He had to keep her away from Harry.

He banged on Harry's door many times and the minute the door opened, he caught Harry's collar with his fist and looked at him dead in the eye.

"I don't know why I found her crying in that state, but I definitely know it has something to do with you." Zayn seethed.

"Bro, I seriously don't know what's wrong," Harry muttered innocently, which made Zayn fume with anger. He gripped his shirt even tighter and demanded, "I don't want to see you anywhere near her ever again or the consequences will be worse."

Harry simply rolled his eyes and removed Zayn's hand.

"I don't know where it went wrong, but you definitely have no right to stop me from seeing her."

"Oh, but as her well wisher, I do." He pushed Harry backward while saying "STAY AWAY FROM HER" and left the room furiously.

Zayn was so angry at Harry and his arrogant attitude. Clara definitely deserved better than Harry and he treats her like a toy. He cannot believe he let this happen. Harry is an asshole and he will remain the same. There is no doubt about that.

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Here's the long awaited chapter. I've been very nervous about writing it as I didn't know if I was good at writing it, I know this isn't much but it shouldn't be. You'll know the reason why later but I hope you felt good reading this chapter. 

And always remember you have the right to stop it from happening if you want to. Don't hesitate. 

Hope you all are safe and happy, if not, it just takes time. Have faith.

Take care luvs,

XOXO,

1D GIRL.

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