Fiendish

Chapter 30

I've got a migraine, and my pain will range from up, down, to sideways.

-Twenty One Pilots, Migraine

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Carmen's Pov.

I opened my eyes to the sound of my alarm going off. I put my hands over my ears and groaned. I got up, pried my eyelids back open, and turned it off. I rubbed my face with my hands and stretched my body when I heard a chuckle from beside me. I jumped in shock and looked over to see Harry laying beside me. His hair frame his face and he laid on his back. His green eyes were half open and he smirked.

"What?" I asked, blushing. I probably looked terrible. My hair messy, my face pale, my eyes dry.

"Nuh." Harry mumbled and closed his eyes. A small smile spread across my lips as I watched him. He looked so peaceful, almost like a baby. I fought the urge to slide my hand along his cheek and stood up from my bed, walking to the bathroom.

I used it and combed through my brown locks. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I tied back my hair and applied some makeup. I fanned my face to keep my eyes from watering over and made my way back to my room.

I tiptoed in quietly and looked over at Harry's slumped body. His breathing was relaxed and his eyes were closed. I made my way over to my closet and took out a pair of jeans and a shirt. I walked over to my dresser and slipped on a bra underneath my shirt. I looked over to Harry to see if he was still asleep and turned back around.

I took off my sweatpants and replaced them with my jeans. I slipped my belt along the loops and went for my shirt. I slipped it over my head and grabbed my long sleeve shirt.

"Holy shit."

I turned around in shock and blushed fiercely. My shirt wasn't over my head yet and whipped back around. I hurriedly put on my shirt while Harry laughed.

"Well that was a fucking surprise." Harry said and my face grew hotter as he continued to laugh.

I let out an embarrassed groan and went toward my backpack, pretending to rummage through it. I wanted to throw my notebooks at his thick skull.

"I honestly don't see why you seem so embarrassed." Harry said and I could hear him rising from my bed. "I've already eaten you out so-"

"Harry!" I shouted, my face ablaze and he laughed some more. As I continued to pretend to look through my backpack, my mind drifted to that night.

His hands were warm and firm against my soft skin. His lips were perfect against mine and his tongue felt like silk against my skin. Thinking about it made my stomach clench and my pulse race.

"You're thinking about it aren't you?" I could here a smile in his voice and I turned around. Harry was standing directly behind me, so close I could hear him breathing. I didn't even hear him get out of bed.

"What?" I asked nonchalantly and Harry wrapped his arms around my waist, lightly pulling me toward his chest. Butterflies made there way into my stomach as I rested my head on his chest. This was very different, but in a surprisingly good way.

"Someone must have slept well." I muttered and chuckled against him.

"You shouldn't be embarrassed." Harry said into my hair. Normally I would want to question him about not replying to my statement, but this time I'll let it slide. "You're hot as hell; You're stunning."

I smiled against his chest and just accepted the fact that the fire in my cheeks and along my neck wasn't going to leave any time soon.

"Sure." I said, reluctantly pulling away. "I should probably start heading to class."

I turned back around and zipped up my backpack, tossing it over my shoulder.

"You know there are other things you could do besides class." Harry whispered in my ear and gently sucked on the space underneath it. Warmth radiated off of Harry's body and his lips felt so inviting. My body shook and I licked my lips.

"Maybe later." I told him, wishing that I didn't have to say it. "I really have to go."

Harry let out a groan and I laughed. I really like this side of Harry. I was adoring it actually. These were one of those days that I would remember for a while. The good side of Harry. The side that he didn't like showing, but couldn't help but let it out now and then.

I walked away from Harry to my closet and took out my white converse. I slipped them on my feet and wiggled my toes.

"Fine, but I'm driving you." Harry stated after a while.

"You don't have to." I said, grabbing my keys. "I'm capable of driving. Plus, those are the same clothes you wore yesterday. You should head home to change."

"I can do all that shit after I drive you. What? You don't want me to take you?" Harry asked, raising his eyebrows.

It's not that I don't want Harry to drive me. In all actuality, I would love for him to drive me to school. I just also liked to mess with him a little bit.

"Well, you're not really the best driver." I told him, smirking.

"I'm a fucking great driver." Harry stated defensively and smirked. "Let's go."

I rolled my eyes and walked past him.

"You're so lucky I'm in a good mood from seeing your tits in that bra or else I'd get onto your ass about rolling your damn eyes, princess." Harry stated and I laughed.

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"Please, change it back." I begged Harry as I tried to reach for the radio dial.

Harry playfully slapped my hand out of the way and covered the dial.

"Hell no." Harry laughed. "That girl's voice is so fucking annoying."

"What?!" I shouted. "Taylor Swift is basically royalty." I rolled my eyes, trying to find away around his hand.

"No, the hell she's not." Harry said and I managed to snake past Harry's hand and change the station.

"Crap, Harry, you made me miss it." I whined and Harry laughed with success.

I finished off my sausage, egg, and cheese bagel and balled up the plastic paper. Harry and I continued to laugh and argue and play around when we finally stopped in front of my school.

"I'll pick you up when you're finished." Harry stated and I unbuckled my set belt.

"Well I hope so." I laughed and got out of his car. I waved at Harry and was about to shut the door when I remembered something.

"Hey, I forgot to ask you." I began. "Why didn't you tell me about your mom working here?"

Harry's face went still. Surprise lit his features and before I could read anything else his face contorted in anger.

"Who the fuck told you that?" Harry snapped and I jumped.

"I didn't think it was a secret." I stated, rubbing my hands together nervously.

"You honestly think very little so I'm not surprised." Harry snapped again and I was taken aback by his sudden ruthless anger.

Anger and sadness and a touch of fear ran along every inch of my body. I blinked my eyes fast to keep tears from falling out.

No more tears, Carmen.

"Goodbye, Harry." I said and shut the door.

Before Harry could react, I hurried in the direction of my first class.

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[Status: Edited and Revised]