Serenity [h.s]

Exposed

-And I'd give up forever just to touch you.

Harry Styles

It was almost time for Summer to leave and all I could think about was the way her lips felt against mine. Ever since this morning I've been craving her lips. Her touch. I've been craving her all bloody day and my hands kept trembling.

She hated me though.

I also still felt the sting of her hand across my left cheek. And may I say this woman has power. She does.

She makes me feel things that I'd never felt before. And I'd admitted to her that I fancy her.

Yes I do. And it's quite strange. I basically know so much about her yet I still can't figure out why she's so fucking.. obstinate. She drives me mad and in the contrary I don't care. I really don't.

And I'm trying my hardest to get her to trust me.

She was finally finished up and started to put up the colors and she took of the apron. I stood up and walked towards her, her eyes never meeting mine.

"Let's go somewhere after I finish up work, yeah?"

"No." Her voice was distant and cold and I was losing my patience.

"Why?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowed and my lips in a frown. Her ocean blue eyes never meet mine and I almost whimpered.

"Because I don't want to. And I have to see Carter,"

"Your fuck buddy can wait," I spit. She smirked.

"Why did you come to my house last night drunk?" Damn this woman is giving me a whiplash.

I honestly don't know why I came to her house. I really don't.

"I don't know," she snorts and I grab her wrist. Her ocean blue eyes meet mine and they were glaring. If looks could kill I'd be collapsing a million times on the floor.

"Let go of my wrist you prick,"

"Why don't you tollerate me?"

"Why did you come to my house? I don't know isn't a goddamn answer," my face was inches from her and her voice was seething and my breath was coming out in puffs.

"It is an answer, now answer my question," my voice was low, and her eyes were still blazing.

"I can't tollerate you because you are conceded," and some how that hurt because she was just like the media. They all thought the same way and I let go of her wrist and walked back to my desk.

"Leave," I spoke and I didn't once look at her. Not once. And after a few moments, the door was being opened and closed and I was left alone.

-

Summer Lowal.

I left back to the flat with Niall's help,  to see Carter still there, surprisingly he cleaned up and was cooking up a batch of Mac n' cheese.

"Hello," I chime with a sigh, I put down my bag on the couch and sit on the counter behind Carter. He turns around kissing my cheek briefly, asking how my day was.

"Fucking awful," Carter chuckles, turning off the stove and putting me two spoon gulls of the Mac n' cheese. He hands me the bowl and we both eat out of it.

"Care to share?" I roll my eyes and take a bite.

"Well, when we left this morning into the lift, he fucking tells me he fancies me," I retort while swallowing. His eyes widen and I nod.