Antidote ;Sequel to Kryptonite;

Chapter Thirteen: Walls

Harry's POV

Three hundred and thirty four... Three hundred and thirty five... Three hundred and thirty six... Three hundred and thirty seven... Three hundred and thirty ei-

"Harry?" I stopped counting the ceiling fan rotations as my door was opened before I could shout at them to go away. I rolled my eyes as she let herself in and took a seat next to me on my bed.

"What did I say about knocking first before entering?" I looked away from her as she pouted. I wasn't in the mood to talk. Not to her, at least. Ever since Christina stalked away from me yesterday, I couldn't get her off my mind. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop thinking about her. I was forcing myself to think of anything else. Literally anything. Hint as to why I was counting the damn ceiling fan.

"Well, I would hope that wouldn't apply to me."

"And why is that?" Her voice was starting to give me a headache. She tried so hard to keep her voice soft and smooth. Natalie tried to hard and it was too obvious. I didn't want her the way I wanted Christina.

"I'm different." Natalie put her head in my line of vision. God, she acted like such a child sometimes. When I didn't respond to her comment, her smile slowly dropped. "You've hidden in this room for an entire day. I'm sick and tired of it. I just want to hang out with my best friend. We are in California for fucks sake! We should be at the beach." The only person I wanted to see in a bikini was Christina. Those slender legs would look so nice in a tiny bikini. I lost myself as I remember when we went into the hot tub. When we made out and how soft her perfect lips are- God! I need to stop thinking about her!

"Can you leave me alone?" I shook my thoughts away and got off my bed.

"You've been acting really different lately... Is it because of that slut?" I whipped my head towards Natalie. I opened my mouth and was ready to shout at her but she quickly held her hands up in surrender. "Harry, I'm sorry. You were doing so great but she pops back into your life and now we're back to square one. Can't you just forget about her and be the happy Harry I know?" She slowly stepped towards me and pouted like a puppy. It wasn't cute. More like a Boston Terrier that ran into a glass door too many times. Before I realized it, she had her arms around me in an embrace. "Why don't we go do something fun, huh? Just me and you. We can go out to the bar and have a couple beers." I didn't say anything as she squeezed me gently, pushing her breasts into my chests. I knew this was on purpose but I didn't stop her. I waited until she decided to let go. It didn't take long because things got awkward when I wasn't hugging back.

"Thanks for the offer but I really just want to be left alone." I felt bad for her, honestly. I was blatantly aware of her feelings but I didn't have a single feeling to reciprocate back. I ran a hand through my hair which was getting quite long. I needed her to leave pronto so I could get back to my pity party.

"You need a good shag, it's been a while," she murmured before walking out of my room. I sighed and rolled my eyes. I hadn't done than in... well... According to her, she'd think my last time was a month ago. When in reality, it was before Christina. I was so tired of her trying to sex me up that I just started lying to her. Sure, I've snogged with quite a few girls since Christina but it didn't mean anything. I was heavily intoxicated and they all looked like her. I'm just fed up with Natalie trying to control me. I nearly screamed when someone knocked at my door. I swear if it's Natalie again I'm going to slam the door in her face.

"At least you had the decency to knock this time," I huffed as I pulled the door back. My eyes went wide when I realized it was just the girl I was dreading to see again. I was being such a dick to her but I had to. I couldn't allow either one of us to get wrapped up into each other. I wasn't ready for another world war. "Oh," I said softly before I quickly changed my demeanor. "Oh," I repeated but a little colder. "Couldn't stay away could you," I laid a smirk across my lips as I leaned against my door frame.