grounded

13

Harry

Of course, the one thing that I was trying to avoid happened right after the most embarrassing thing to ever happen to me in my 27 years of living after she stormed out I had to think of something to do, she can't go home, she just can't, I don't wanna do anything honestly, but I have to, I still don't understand what happened, what did I do that was so bad?, I literally helped her escape an abusive household she should be thanking me

no one has ever warned me that brown could portray so much betrayal

I never had to make anything up to anyone before, never had to face any concequences, but I guess it's time I learn

God I hate this, why do I even care so much? why do I have this feeling? what is this feeling?!, is this what guilt feels like? sadness? 

did I somehow betray myself? did I make myself an oath I don't even know about? how does one fix this? do I get her a gift or something? what do girls even like? what does she like? is she even a she? I know nothing about this girl but here I am searching my brain for answers

does she like chocolate? sex? flowers? a dress or something? sex??? pictures? 

maybe I just need to go apologize and explain myself, yet I don't know how to do that either, maybe she'll be nice enough to forgive me and we can go back to being enemies without me having to do anything, 

for fucks sake I actually have to do something don't I?

I sigh, standing up and walking to my room door, opening it and walking out and walking to the elevator, finding Ruby right there with her 6 million suitcases struggling to get them into the elevator, I jog over to her quickly getting her shit out of the elevator with ease

"hey!! boss bitch! put them back or I swear on everything you love I will end you! do you even know how long it took me to put them in ther-"

"I'm sorry alright, I don't know how to do this shit but...umm...just don't leave alright, I'll make it better" 

I can't believe I just did that

but when brown eyes meet my green ones ,softens their harsh gaze and that little sparkle returns, it makes it somehow better

"what am I supposed to do Harry, stay here with you for a week? doing what? why even?!", I keep starring into her eyes while she rants, I can see that she already forgiven me but she doesn't want to seem like a push over, I respect that, so I listen, but keep my eyes on hers reading her perfectly, waiting for any sign of anger

God I want to kiss her

what? alright no I'm definitely not doing that, nope it's not me, I'm not a relationship man

why am I even thinking of a relationship what the fuck is wrong with me?!

it's her fucking eyes, they're so fucking captivating it hurts my ego if that's even possible

I'm still asking how color can portray so many emotions and with very slight movement make it seem like something is stuck in my throat, and the worst part is that she literally has no idea what she's doing, she's completely oblivious to whatever is going through my head

this is fucking with me more than I would like anyone to know, thank god she's so consumed in her own world to see through me

shit, what if she actually can see through me?

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-N