Paralyzed

Temperature Rising

Silk sheets were tossed over me. My eyes fluttered open. I turned over to my right side to see an almost naked man next to me. His arm was limp over my body, his curls tossed on his pillow, his green eyes hidden behind dark eye lashes. I smiled at him. I gently pushed a curl out of Harry's face. God, I missed him. I was so happy to be waking up next to him instead of the numerous amount of pillows. I quietly got out of the bed, hoping I wouldn't disturb Harry in his slumber. 

I walked over to Harrys dresser and grabbed out one of his plain t-shirts. I pulled it over my head, hiding my torso. I began to pull out a hair tie from my hair, letting it follow down and reveal its length. My hair was dark brown and went to my mid-stomach area. 

I tip-toed back over to the bed and sat down quietly. I picked up my phone from the nightstand and checked my messages. All of them were from Liam and Becca. Shit, I forgot to tell Liam I wasn't coming home last night. I immediately sent Liam a text, explaining vaguely what had taken place the night before. I then went to reply to Becca's text, but it said to call her. I glanced over at Harry. I smiled once more. I was so elated to have him back, to have us back. I watched his eyes still flutter, his mind consumed in dreams.

I began to dial Beccas number as I left the room. It wasn't long before I heard her voice on the other end.

“Kenzie! Where the fuck are you? Are you alri-”

“I'm at Harry's.” I whispered, interrupting her parental rant.

There was a brief moment of silence. 

“You're at Harry's. Why are we whispering...?” She finally spoke.

“Yes,” I hushed, “and because he is sleeping.”

“OMG DOES THIS MEAN YOU GUYS MADE UP? OMG DID YOU GUYS HAVE MAKE UP SEX? DETAILS PLEASE. WHAT POSITION? IS HE ANY GOOD-”

“Oh my god.” I said, trying to stop her from continuing her dirty questions. I wasn't really comfortable talking about mine and Harry's sex life, considering we haven't even had sex yet.

“No. None of that.” I laughed. I told Becca everything that happened last night. I wasn't hesitant to leave out any details. I mean I was talking to my best friend. So I spoke as vividly as possible. I felt comfortable talking to Becca. She was a perverted freak, but not as bad as Harry, and plus she knew more about this stuff then I did.

“So you guys dry humped? Well... That's boring...” Becca said, “Did you and Nathan ever...?”

My heart slowed down with her words. Nathan was my ex boyfriends from Junior year. He was tall and Handsome. Soft brown hear, brown eyes, and perfect teeth. He was on the football team. Nathan was my first ever real boyfriend, and my last one before Harry. Nathan was my first love, first kiss, first real anything. Excluding anything sexual, no that all began with Harry. My family loved Nathan, and always talked about how we were perfect for each other and were going to get married, and for the whole time we were dating... I believed it too. Until, reality came back around, and we broke up. 

The sound of Nathans name still caused a stinging my heart. Still made me go a little numb inside. It all still hurt. 

I shook off the unpleasant feeling and brought myself back down to reality. “No.. Him and I never did stuff like that.” 

“Oh okay...” Becca's voice dropped, sensing my tone. “Well. We MUST celebrate. Met us all at the pub at 10.”

“Sounds good” I laughed. Then we hung up the phone.

“Who was that?” A sexual voice spoke into my ear.

I jolted as I felt two rough hands cling tightly to my hips, I felt a warm body against mine.