Destined To Be

Chapter 15

"Yes, don't worry. Aditi is fine darling."

"Yes, I'll definitely get you some chocolates on the way back, I promise."

"Bye, Rosie. I love you to the moon and..."

"Miss you more."

I hear Harry's clear voice.

But why though?

I'm confused.

Wasn't I, in my room with Damon?

I flutter my eyes open to find bright sunlight lighting up the whole room. The balcony doors are open and the salty sea breeze gushes into the room. I see Harry sitting at the edge of the bed, facing the balcony, looking at the beautiful scenery. His bare broad back has always been something I cannot get tired of looking.

I slowly sit up, my head feels heavy and hazy. Probably the effect of all the alcohol I was drowning in.

"Hey, you're up." Harry turns around and looks at me with a smile.

I rest my back against the headboard and massage my forehead trying to reduce the stabbing pain.

"Here, have this." Harry got off the bed and make his way to my side of the bed and hands my a tablet and a glass of water off the side table.

"Thanks." I mutter silently and take the medice and then a sip of water. I hand the glass back to Harry, who places it back down on the table.

"How are you feeling?" he asks softly as he sits down next to my stretched out bare legs.

Bare legs? Panic and confusion start rising in my. I quickly look scan my body to see what am I actually dressed in. I'm wearing a long white T-shirt. I then pull the neckline of the t-shirt to look underneath and see no bra, but I do see an underwear. Which isn't mine, they're boxer briefs!

I then look at Harry who is only in his boxer briefs.

No. No. No. I couldn't have. I was with Damon. How the hell did I end up with Harry? I needed space from Harry... Not sleep with him! This is only going to complicate things further!

"What happened last night.... Did we... ?" I ask Harry, my heart beating hard in my chest.

"No, we didn't have sex." he reply with a chuckle and I let out a sigh.

Oh thank God. But if we didn't have sex, why am I in his clothes?

"But these clothes?" I ask as I knit my eyebrows.

"Oh, you're wearing my clothes. I thought you'd be uncomfortable in the clothes you were wearing last night." he explains with a smile.

Why is he acting so calm and normal? Something is not right.

"Why did I change into your clothes?" I ask, getting a little irritated with myself for being to stupid to get drunk.

"You didn't, I changed you." he simply shrugs.

"You changed me?" I ask feeling more confused than ever.

"Yes."

"Okay...I'm confused as to why am I actually here and in your clothes... But let's leave that aside for now." I reply as I find my voice, as blood rushes through my veins in anger, "You changed me?" I voice goes a pitch higher as I sit up straight looking at him. The headache increases as I feel like some is hammering my head.

"Yes...?" Harry looks at me in confusion for just a second, and then his eyes widen as he realizes what I'm trying to say.

"Oh come on, it's nothing that I haven't seen before." he smirks.