Deception - H.S

Chapter 28

Trigger warning: sexual assault/rape mention

Hope Whitlock

I smell a very specific cologne, one that I recognize. I open one eye and scan the room to confirm where I am and when that one specific person comes into my line of vision, I shut my eyes close tight. Why am I here? I somehow end up in a situation where I have to be around him, the more I try to stay away the more I am forced to spend time with him. I don't remember half the events from last night and I was with Jace at the club, not Harry, because he abandoned me. Yet, I'm here tangled up in Harry's sheets.

"I know you are awake." I hear his voice from somewhere on my left. I open my eyes to see him walking towards the bed and stand at the foot of it. I just needed 5 more minutes to mentally prepare myself, was that so hard Harry?

"Why am I here?" I go straight to questions. Leaving me out of the loop is okay as long as it doesn't involve me, this wasn't okay. I see that my phone is placed on the bedside table,I pick it up to check the time. 10:49 am.

"What? You don't remember last night?" He gives me an evil smirk suggesting something happened last night.

"N-no." I nervously reply, I feel nauseous at the thought of something happening without me remembering it. I didn't even drink that much, why don't I remember anything?

"You don't have a gag reflex." My eyes widen at his fact, why does he know that? What did I do last night?

"Harry, this isn't funny. Please." I swallow the lump in my throat, my stomach feels like it's going to throw its contents out although I haven't eaten anything except fries from last night.

I watch him put a knee on the bed, and then his other one too, followed by his hands, he watches me hungrily, like I'm prey, slowly climbing over me until he is inches away from my face. I close my eyes, my breathing picking up in nervousness anticipating the worst, the smell of tobacco was pungent as he speaks, "Do you wanna go again, peach?"

"No, we didn't do anything, we couldn't have." If something did happen last night, I am in straight up denial now.

He withdraws and stands straight, an evil grin spread across his lips. He was only wearing a pair of black boxers and a crimson red shirt with all its buttons undone. The situation looked like something happened and I know deep down I am sexually attracted to him, I couldn't lie to myself that despite his shitty attitude, he was hot and he knew that. What bothers me the most is that I don't remember any of it, I've had hookups before so I wasn't against them but this is starting to look like Harry took advantage of me. A part of my believes that he wouldn't do that but everything with him was always unexpected.

"Did you drug me so you could take advantage of me?" I blurt out what was on my mind, feeling horrible for accusing him of such a thing without proper knowledge but doing it anyways.

"Is that how you think of me, Bree?" He tilted his head slightly, a scowl on his face.

"I don't- I don't know."

I watch him take a seat on the sofa, picking up his classic black jeans before putting his legs into the tight material one at a time. "Nothing happened between us last night." he informs me while buttoning and zipping himself up, the way he put the belt through the loops and quickly did it would have been hot if I wasn't so fucking anxious.

I push the covers off me and stand up, noticing that I'm not wearing any underwear. I look at the tshirt I'm wearing that is too big for me, a little bigger than my oversized t-shirts. Peeking inside the shirt I see that I'm not wearing a bra as well. "Why am I naked on the inside? Where's my underwear?"