DECIMATE H.S

Liable

M.C

I wake up alone in an unfamiliar bed.

What the hell?

Why am I in Harry's bed?

Oh god.

Last night all comes back to me, my parents, his parents the dancing.

He's changed.

He's not a psychotic freak anymore.

Well, on the surface anyway.

Did we... Oh no. Did we have sex?

I'm only in underwear and what seems to be one of his dress shirts.

That's not a good sign.

I head out and downstairs to see where he could be.

I find him in the kitchen, making coffee.

"Morning sunshine" He smirks from behind the island bench.

"Hey Harry" I give a smirk back.

"Sleep well?" He asks, stirring two coffees.

"Yeah thanks. Uh, did we... Uh you kn-" I stammer.

"No we didn't fuck" He laughs, finishing my sentence.

"Oh good" I laugh.

"So. Should we discuss this situation?" He asks.

"I suppose we have to" I nod, sitting on the stool at the bench.

"Well, I think you know that I really want to try this again. From scratch" He begins.

"Mhm" I murmur.

"And... I still love you, if that makes you feel better about the situation"

"I think that's why it's hard Harry. I love you too which is what's causing my pain. It's not easy, Harry. You really fucked me up" I admit.

"I'm not going to hurt you" He stops and looks at me.

"I've heard those words before" I look up at me.

"Can you really forget what we had just like that?" He continues.

"My emotions never left, Masie" He adds.

"Maybe if the circumstances were different we would've worked" I counter.

"Don't blame it on life, you only have one" He intercepts.

"Maybe we just weren't right" I shrug.

"That's a lie. Stop denying it" he shakes his head.

"Maybe if I knew your feelings toward me and you didn't punch me, we'd be together" I nod.

"But yet, here we are. In the same room, having a conversation. You're In that spot right now. Life is always going to bring us back to one another, Masie and you know it" he gets serious.

"Fine" I give in, obviously my feelings and emotions getting the better of me.

All this time I've been telling myself to be strong and forget him, then he tells me he loves me and I cave in straight away.

Way to go Masie, good one.

"What?!" He realises what I just said.

"Fine. I'll give it a try" I admit.

"Are you serious?" He says, walking around the bench to me, eyes wide open.

"Yes" I nod, spinning my chair to face him.

Suddenly, he grabs me off the chair and spins me around, hugging me tight.

He makes a deep manly like squeal noise and places me down, embracing me in a loving hug.

"It's so good to hold you again. You have no idea what I felt without you" he says into my neck.

He pulls his head back and looks into my eyes.

How am I forgiving such a devil.

What is wrong with me.

My heart is betraying my head.

I can't help but let his lips lure my own into them, slowly colliding together creating the long lost, but Incredible feeling of love and lust.

Wow.

"Fuck I missed that" he giggles, holding me tight.

"Thanks Harry"  I half smile.

"Why are you being hesitant?" He asks.

"It's just going to take a bit to get used to again. You'll just have to give me some time" I nod.

"I will wait forever for you" he smiles.

"Shit it almost sounded like you had a heart for a minute there" I laugh, play punching him in the bicep.

"Don't you dare tell the boys I said that" he laughs, quickly and easily throwing me over his shoulder, running upstairs to his bedroom.

"Hey! Put me down! Asshole!" I scream, laughing as well.

"Now you get changed and do whatever, we're going to the movies after I finish some work" he laughs.

"Alright, I know I sound nosy again, but what sort of work are you doing?" I ask, praying it's nothing to do with drugs again.

"Promotional work for the VIP nights here at the club. I told you, I'm out of the drug and weapon industry" he says sternly.

"Harry, that all well and good but is the club going to be enough to last you? Keep you afloat with the cost of living?" I ask, probably sounding like a gold digger but he's survival is in my best interest.

"Do you hoe much money is in the drug industry? I've earnt more than you will ever cease to imagine. My grandkids will be set" he says cockily.

"Glad to hear you've got It worked out. Proud of you for getting out of that shit though. It's not safe" I say, taking his shirt off my body, leaving me in a bra and panties.

"Oh okay you know what else isn't safe? Me in the same room as you dressed like that. I need to get out before I'm held liable" he laughs, looking me up and down wide eyed, before dashing out of the room.

I laugh, feeling great again.

Maybe people can change, maybe we weren't meant to meet this way.

Maybe things are looking up.