Two Months With Him [COMPLETED]

Part Thirty Four

You all have been so patient with me and my never ending cliffhangers and the decrease in updates so I decided to do a double update today. :)
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Harry's POV:

I walk into my house and lay the keys on the counter.

I've just gotten home from work and the growl in my stomach is unbearable.

I got a job to help with my mind and thoughts, and to give me something to do.

I walk over to the fridge and open it.

"We have eggs, milk, and some juice. Okay."

I close that and open the freezer.

"Pizza. Guess that'll work."

I take the pizza out of the box and set the oven while I wait for it to heat up.

I go to sit on the couch while I wait.

When I turn the TV on the only reasonable things on is either the nightly news or Friends. I decide to watch the news because Friends it too overrated anyways.

After a while the oven dings to tell me it's heated up. I put the pizza in and go back to the living room.

As soon as I sit back down quickly my mind wanders off to places I wish it wouldn't.

It's not hard for the mind to drift off. Especially when I know I'm not supposed to even be in my home by myself right now.

He's happier without me there. I know that.

I left six days ago and maybe the way I left wasn't appropriate but it needed to happen before things got worse.

I would have had sex with him.

I would have let him have me if that's what he wanted.

But I wasn't going to be the one to make that decision for him.

I shouldn't have forced myself onto him that night I drank with Rachel when we went to eat.

It put wrong intentions into his head and he didn't need to be lied to like that.

What I felt for Louis was nothing more than a little excitement over a new person to tease and a lot of alcohol mixed.

We kissed.

He obsessed about it I guess and thought that there was more to my actions than I was leading onto.

And then feelings got the best of him and he kissed me.

I kissed him back yeah but that didn't mean anything. I got caught up in the excitement of it all.

And I hadn't had sex in like a week, I was horny. Big deal?

But I did the right thing and I stopped him from going any farther and I stopped us from doing something we both would have really regretted.

I'm gone.

He's happy to get rid of me.

Everyone's happy.

When the pizza is finally done I take it out and put a few pieces on a plate.

As I'm sitting back down on the couch I think back to my stuff that is still left at his house.

"I guess I'll have to get that sometime."

When I'm finished with the pizza and I'm ready to go to bed, I call my mum first just to talk.

"Hey." I tell her when she picks up.

"Hey Harry! How's everything going?"

"Things are going great. I got a job, and me and Louis are really getting along now."

"Ahh well that's good to hear. Can you actually tell Louis to call his mum, she hasn't talked to him in a few days."

"Oh yeah i'll tell him. I think he's been busy with work and stuff."

"Alright sweetie. I have to go now but I love you and I'll be home before you know it."

She hangs up the phone and relief washes over me.

Another phone call done.

My mum can usually tell when something's up so I'm glad when she doesn't suspect I'm not at Louis' anymore.

"I'll get my stuff from his house one day when he's at work." I tell myself as I get ready for bed.