Torn Lies || hs fan fiction

Chapter 2

I ran my fingers through my hair as the warm steam covered the room.The hot water trickling down my back.The feeling of waking up and showering in Harry's apartment felt a bit creepy I must say, like in those movies where they open back the shower curtains with a knife. I shivered at the thought and turned the shower off. My hand wondering across the bar to grab the towel. It's fluffy cotton wrapped around my body. I didn't trust Harry enough it get changed in his bedroom so I dried myself in the bathroom.

The air was cold outside of the shower and the mirror dripping with condensation. I dried my body as quick as possible. My lingerie trailing up my legs,the Blue Lace wrapping perfectly around my waist. I tugged my hair into a messy bun leaving it to dry naturally. My hand hovered over the door handle,unsure if I'd like what I was putting my self into. I stopped and looked into the mirror, My ice cold face reflecting me. The bags underneath my eyes showed how I struggle to sleep. My fingers hovering above the door knob again. Twisting it to the side I peer around the frame,There was no sign of him.I guess I was pleased at his lack of appearance, yet a feeling felt empty again,I felt unsafe.

Harry had left me a note on the fridge explaining how he was just going for a meeting with management. I checked the time,It was too early for me to go to work. Being a 'personal stripper' meant you could only be available in the later hours of the day. The weeks that I spent alone I'd just sleep or watch television, nothing exciting but without any friends or family ,what was there to do?

Occasionally I'd meet with Ella and go shopping, but all she seems to talk about now is her new boyfriend Matthew. Ella Worked with me, on the odd days we'd have to dance together for people, she found it normal being BI and all, but me well I didn't feel confident. Since my best friend ditched me after she saw me making out with her ex I had no friends.That's why I turned to strip clubs. First I became a regular customer, making friends with the workers. When Ella saw me she pulled me on stage. Her body addressing closer and closer to mine. And since then I found my new life. I must of made quite an impression on the manager.

"Your Still Here?" His voice shocked me. My hand quickly wiping off the melted ice cream that trickled down my chin.Slightly blushing at the sight I began to speak.

"Well actually I can leave if I'm not wanted."

What was I on about it had no were to stay, and I had just told Harry that I could leave if he wanted. My words began to get jumbled up the sentences not making and sense. I felt a heat rise up to my cheeks. His sound laughing slightly as he walked closer.

"Do I make you blush?"

Harry's Question only made things worse. His fabric slightly touched as he took the seat next to me. A lump occurred in my throat making my voice freeze. Nothing came out, like he just took my breath away from me. I was totally oblivious to his actions that he had been performing. His soft hands playing with my sore knuckles. His curls stoke across my arm as he lent down blowing his warm breath onto my cuts.

"How did this happen?"

He Asked.I felt the lump slowly slip away giving me access to my voice yet again.His pearl green eyes darted up to meet mine. I wasn't quite sure about the cuts, I hadn't noticed them in the shower.

"I guess it happened whiles I was running yesterday, I'm not to sure"

Our eye contact became strong, maybe a bit too strong.

"You shouldn't of ran away from me then"

He let go from my hand winking at me before walking into the kitchen.

I took my seat at the table. The food smelt amazing, Harry had made me risotto with salad as a side option. The dinner looked breathtaking. When you look at Harry you don't expect him to be like this, I know when I saw him I guess I saw the darker side. I take a second to take in the decoration around the table.

"Sorry it's not alot I'm not used to eating"I was shocked by his sentence, he doesn't usually eat?

"Harry its fine, I don't really have money for food, I'm thankful."

I never really told people about my money problems, I guess Ella knew what it was like but she had back-up where as I didn't. I took my seat trying my best to eat without showing my hunger. He got up after a while and asked to be excused.

"Yeah sure"I replied. He strolled out of the room heading towards the bathroom. I took the opportunity to take more helpings. The food was delicious every mouthful giving me soothing textures and fillings. My day dream was soon cut off by the sounds coming from the room Harry was currently in. All of a sudden I felt put off my fork refusing to take another tastings .I thought of the things He could be doing. By the gagging and noise it was becoming obvious. Maybe He Was Used To It.

Did Harry Have Bulimia?

He didn't come out in a rush, Harry insisted in taking a shower before he reappeared in my presence. By time he returned his locks dripping onto the floor.His chest on full display.I seemed to forget about his four nipples,i giggled when I saw them.

"You know they don't look to bad"I murmured. He laughed along with me.

"Thanks,I guess."He disappeared into the bedroom.

"Alice,I'll be there in a moment just changing"He shouted.

"Okay"I replied I didn't feel like talking ,my eyes becoming more weak by the minute .The glaze from the television was the only light I could see. It flickered between my eyelids as they force themselves closed before I knew it I was in pure darkness. No sound came from the room. My head resting onto a pillow as I fall into a deep sleep.

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