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Chapter seventeen

Chapter sixteen

HARRY: NEED A LIFT TO SCHOOL?

To my left was Jenny reading my messages with Harry, diagonal was Becca who was nervously tapping her food and in front was Emily driving while quietly humming along to the radio.

"I'm proud, it takes a lot of guts to do what you're doing." Jenny softly placed her hand on Becca's shoulders.

Becca decided to go into school today just because she would have to go eventually and knew she couldn't fall behind. She just wanted to have the baby, then give it up for adoption and be able to carry on with her life.

SCRARLETT: I GOT A LIFT OFF EM, THANKS THOUGH.

"So what's happening with you and Mr Loverboy?" Becca teased.

"It's good." I smirked. "It's great actually. But we're taking everything slow right now."

"That's sweet." She smiled, "That he's willing to wait and everything."

"What do you mean?" Jenny asked sheepishly.

"Just saying, he has needs." Suggesting that he was the same as Niall and Drew.

The rest of the drive was silent although my mind was like a jungle filled with noise and screams.
What if he isn't okay with waiting?
How many girls has he been with before me?
Will he cheat on me like the others? What if he already has...?

"Hey babe." Harry smirked kissing my cheek which snapped me out of my thoughts. I hadn't even realised that I had walked to the school entrance.

"Hi." I smiled taking his hand. "You guys go ahead, I'll see you later." I told the girls before leading Harry to the empty corridor. I knew what I was about to do was stupid and not necessary however what Becca had gotten me worried and not to mention paranoid.

"I missed you..." I purred to harry trapping him between me and the rundown lockers. I wasn't going to have sex with him but I just wanted to give him a little something so that he wouldn't get bored.

Sucking on his soft spot under his ear he whispered "Me too."

"Fuck." He said between gritted teeth and switching potions, slamming me against the lockers.

His hands roamed my stomach while he connected our lips hungrily. Mentally thanking myself for wearing a nice bra instead of my nanny white ones before lifting my shirt up. His eyes basically popped out of his eyes when he saw me.

"Wait." He sighed as I tried to reconnect our lips. "Why are you doing this?"

"What do you mean?" I asked innocently.

"I mean why you are suddenly all over me." He explained, "I love it but I don't want to take advantage of you? Is this about Becca coming back?"

"No..." I began to lie before realising it was pointless. "Yes. Are you alright with waiting because I can-"

"You're being ridiculous." He cut me off laughing. "I don't expect you to do anything you're not ready for." He kissed my forehead.

"Can we skip first period?" I asked hopefully. He chuckled slightly before sitting down and opening his arm wide for me to come cuddle.

"How many girls have you been with?" I asked not being able to resist knowing. His body tensed when I asked; not a good sign.

"I don't know." He trailed off.

"You don't know?" I asked unbelievably, how many girls could he be with at the age of seventeen?

"I was in a bad place, either drunk or high most of the time so it was kind of a blur for a few years."

"Tell me about it."

"It's a long story..."

"Well." I said checking the time on my phone, "we have thirty-nine minutes."

AUTHORS NOTE
SORRY ITS BEEN A WHILE IVE BEEN REALLY SICK.