Because of Her *ON HOLD*

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

*Harry's POV*

I woke to find Mya still wrapped in my arms. She looked so peaceful. She was such an innocent girl. It hurt me to know that I had caused her any type of fear. That was never to be my intention.

At least, not at the time.

I slowly unwrapped my arms from the sleeping beauty and made my way to the kitchen. This time, I'd be sure to be there with her. I wouldn't want to risk her finding something else that could possibly scare her. There were just so many things to tell her. But they had to be told at the right time. The time wasn't right. I wasn't even completely positive she recovered from what drove her away in the first place.

I sat down at the wooden table and placed my head in my hands.

What if she found out about my secrets? If that book was enough to scare her away, the secrets I held would kill her. I couldn't let her get away just because of this. Yet, if I didn't tell her, that's a horrible mistake for our relationship. Relationships need honesty. What I needed to decide was, what was worse- having her find out herself and running away out of fear, or telling her myself and having her believe I'm crazy?

My thoughts were interrupted when I felt a warm pair of arms wrap around my neck gently.

"Morning Harry," a sleepy Mya whispered in my ear.

"Good morning Gorgeous."

She slowly unwrapped her arms and sat down in the chair next to me.

"So, I'm going out with some friends today for lunch. I'd love for you to come, but it's kinda a girl's day. Sorry."

"Babe, it's fine. As long as I know you're safe," I said, placing a soft kiss on her lips before walking back over to the stove. I was starving.

***

"Thanks, Harry," Mya said, getting out of the car and walking towards her group of friends.

"No problem, babe."

I couldn't help but notice one of her friends was staring directly at me with a glare of hate. I hadn't recognized her. I ignored it and waved goodbye to Mya, pulling away back to my apartment.

Once I was back at the apartment, I plopped down on the couch. I couldn't help but think about Mya's friend giving me a dirty look. Had I done something? I know I had been a player in the past. I hadn't cared for any of the girls. But Mya, she was different. I loved her.

Why should I care what that girl thinks anyways? It's not like she's important! I bet she's telling Mya right now about how I'm such a bad person. She doesn't even know me!

I could feel my heart beat faster. My palms were sweaty and I couldn't keep the anger inside much longer. I picked up the lamp on the table and threw it at the blank wall in front of me. It broke into a bunch of pieces, shattering on to the hardwood floor in front of me. I simply stared at it, taking deep breaths in and out. I needed to calm myself. It wasn't worth it, anyway.

***

"So did you have fun?" I asked as Mya hopped into the passenger seat of my car.

"Yeah, a lot. It was really nice."

"Good."

The car ride was mostly silent, until Mya suddenly spoke up.

"How many girls have you dated before me?"

"I..Umm.."

I couldn't lie to her and tell her I only had a few relationships. But if I told her the truth, she'd believe I just wanted to hurt her. That is not at all what I wanted her to think. I decided I just needed to tell the truth. Mya deserved it.