Fight Club (h.s.)

Part 26

I feel Will's bare chest as he wraps his arms around me tightly, his sleeping form still in sight. There is slight regret in how I feel at the moment, knowing I had allowed someone to be with me in a way I had only thought Harry would have. Will assured me everything would be fine and I let him have me, but I feel upset.

Rolling myself from his embrace, I get dressed and walk downstairs to sit in the kitchen. I only wear his shirt and my underwear, feeling shameful for my act. It wasn't there; a connection.

Beau lays at my feet and I pour myself a mug of coffee, stirring the sugar mindlessly. I close my eyes, imagining what Harry would be doing right now. Seeing him knocked the wind out of me. I tried to act strong, but I wanted nothing more than having his arms wrap around me. His huge arms engulfing me once again.

"Good morning," Will smiles, walking and wrapping his arms around me. I lean into him, smiling at him but feeling an ache in my chest.

"How are you?" he asks, kissing my cheek before beginning to cook something.

"Good. You?" I lie, his lips curving.

"I'm good," he grins, opening the fridge to grab eggs. He makes omelets for the two of us and I thank him, his body sitting beside me.

"You good after last night?" he asks, his blue eyes looking into mine. I nod, his hand grabbing mine. The truth can't come out or I'll hurt his feelings, my heart not wanting to hurt anyone.

I couldn't take it.

"Do you want me to take you to home before work?" he asks, my head nodding.

I've moved back in with Jill after school ended, but I've been looking for an apartment to live in. Will's been helping me look.

After I get dressed, he takes me to Jill's and I kiss his cheek, walking into the house. I take a shower and get dressed for work, feeling disgusted with myself. Where my mind was last night, I don't know. But I should have never had sex with Will.

Will picks me up, explaining we have a meeting with a newspaper writer from New York today. I nod and he parks outside the office building, taking me into the office. I read through a few articles while he edits them after, my hand skimming through the words.

"Ready?" he asks, my head nodding. I grab my notebook and pen, walking with him. We get into the meeting room and we sit down next to each other.

"Katherine," someone breathes, my eyebrows furrowing together. I look around before two eyes meet mine; two eyes I'd never thought I'd see again. My eyes widen and I push myself out of my chair.

"I-I'm sorry. You look a lot like someone I know," he says, my hands trembling.

"K-Katherine was my mother's name," I say, his eyes widening in realization.

"Dani?" he asks, my lips parting as I freak out. Will tries to comfort me but I can't. My father is here.

"Elle," Will tries, but I shake my head. I run out of the office building and to Jill's house, my feet running up to my room. He's back and I can't do this. My hands shake as I try to dial a number, my hand holding it to my ear.

"Hello?" Harry asks, my lips releasing a cry.

"Harry, please," I cry, not caring how pathetic I sound.

"Where are you? I'm on my way," he says, my lips telling him Jill's house. I hang up and it's only a matter of minutes before his car is pulled up to the house. I run downstairs and open the door, running and jumping onto him. He wraps his arms around me and I cry into his neck, his body walking up the steps into the house. I'm carried into my room and he sits on the bed, my arms not letting go of him.