Best Friend

Chapter 14

"It won't work." Harrison suddenly said as I packed the last of my bags. "What you're doing right now."

"And what am I doing?" I ask sarcastically, moving past him.

Harrison blocks the doorway and smirks down at me, somewhat irritating me and turning me on.

"Ignoring me." He said smugly. "You still want me Charlotte, despite your display tonight, you're still thinking of all the ways I could pleasure you."

"Tell me I'm wrong." He huskily said, stepping closer to me.

I grip my bag tightly on my shoulder as my heartbeat rises.

"You're wrong."

I could feel myself get moist as his eyes greedily take me in, as his hand reaches out and touched mine as he stood over me.

"Did you dress like this for me?" He whispered into my ear, making my body shiver at how deep his voice was, and how great he smelled.

His hand went to my lower back as his free hand rested on the top of my leg, where there was a split in my dress.

"Did you even wear panties with this dress?" He breathed out, his hand rising up my leg. "You dirty slut."

Something snapped in me as I pushed him off me, I was breathing heavily and all hot and bothered, and despite how I hated that word, it did things to me.

I get a sudden rise in confidence as I lifted up my skirt with a sultry smile on my face, watching his reaction as I show him exactly what I'm wearing under this dress.

"Satisfied?" I ask him, as his eyes snap back to mine. "Take a good hard look, because you'll never see them again."

"If that's all you got, we should go, your parents are expecting us."

I leave a speechless Harrison standing there as I pick up my bag and leave my hotel room, with a large smirk on my face.

That felt satisfying... ha! Serves him right, thinking he has some power over me, I mean... yes, he did for a moment, unless I snapped out of it.

Once inside the elevator, Harrison holds his hand out to stop the doors from closing and gets inside with me, holding the rest of my bags.

"If you think that was the last time, you really are naive." He said, leaning against the walls of the elevator.

I roll my eyes and ignore him as he continues to look at me with a smug, handsome look on his face.

"Tell me something." He breaks the silence. "If you hated me so much, why did you sleep with me?"

My heart skipped a beat as I looked at him, no longer smirking but with a serious expression on his face.

Why... why is he asking me this?

Dammit... I was hoping he wouldn't bring anything from that night up, perhaps I really am too naive.

"It was all bullshit wasn't it?" He said as the doors opened.

"You really haven't changed."

I scoff and ignore him as he walks beside me, just wishing I was anywhere other than next to him.

Getting inside of his car, I try to ignore every little thing he does as I stare out the window as he drives out of the hotel parking lot.

Harrison puts the radio on and a familiar song comes on.

Why did it have go be that song? A song with so much meaning, and history behind it.

"Do you remember this song? We danced to this at our prom." Harrison spoke lowly, making me shift my head to look at him.

Remember? I sometimes have dreams about that night, and even ten years later I couldn't forget.

"Yes.." I swallow hard. "How could I not?"

I was stood up by my date and once Harrison found out, he left his date to comfort me, even dancing with me all night in the craziest of ways.

It was the best night of my life, I haven't laughed that much since, it was a night I'd always remember.

"Becky slapped you for spilling punch all over her dress, I've never seen her so mad before that." I chuckled, remembering the look of horror on his face.

"It's always the quiet ones that end up being the craziest." He laughed. "I don't think I ever heard her talk before that night."

We both laugh as it's completely true. "It wasn't your brightest idea to multitask a drink on the dancefloor, I did tell you it was a bad idea."

Harrison shrugged with a smile on his lips whilst looking deep in thought.

"What?"

He shakes his head as he turns into the street where his parent's house is. "Despite how shit that night was, it was still a day I'd never forget."

"Why's that?" I was, as my heartbeat quickens.

Pulling into his mom's driveway, he turns off the car and looks at me, sending shivers all over my body when he doesn't look away.

"I got to dance with the girl every guy wanted to dance with, but instead she choose to dance with me."

Harrison says nothing more as he gets out of the car and ways to the house, leaving me completely red in the face as I can hear my heart beating in my eyes.

How can he say something like that so casually and just walk away? Knowing exactly what those words do to me.

Harrison... he really did like me...

He spent the entire night with me and even slept in my bed with me as we talked all night until the birds started singing.

Back then... everything was so messed up, truth be told I was glad my date bailed on me, I also got to dance with the boy every girl wanted to dance with.

I and Harrison weren't so different, we both felt the same and said nothing to one another, it made me wonder if things would be different if we ever did confess back then.

Would he have left? Would I have gone with him?

These were questions I'd asked over and over again until I gave up on such silly thoughts.

We are both different people now, and there's no way to go back in the past and change everything that happened, what happened has happened.

Harrison was my first love, I'm sure even now that I still love him, but with how things are now, I might as well just give up.

We're not best friends anymore, I don't even know what we are right now, but what I do know is that sleeping with Harrison wasn't a mistake.

I wanted it to be him, ever since that night at prom, I had hoped he felt the same, but nothing ever happened, as much as I wish it did.

We're not those people anymore, and maybe my mom was right, maybe we could become friends again, but what would be the point?

He doesn't even live here, and he has a girlfriend, I might as well give up now to save the heartache I will surely get later.

I just need to get through the week... just one week... and then I'll never see him again...