I blew the smoke out of my mouth as I dialled her number. The clock struck.
"Hello", she said, answering my call.
"Babe, I'm coming over."
"H-Harry, I have friends over."
"Then send them home."
"But-"
"I'm coming, baby", I smirked and hung up.
I got up and went to start my car.
Soon, I was outside her door, knocking on it.
"Harry, you have to stop-"
I shut her up by kissing her. I grabbed her by the waist pulling her close to me. I pushed us inside the house, closing the door with my foot. I felt her kissing me back, making me smirk as I pushed her to the wall.
I pulled away, "Where's your boyfriend?"
"Out. Work- won't be home for. A few days", she panted.
"That's great", I smirk and pull her in a kiss again.
I take her hands putting them on my head. I felt her pull them roughly. I hissed. I pulled her dress up to her waist. Running my hands over her body, I heard her moan.
"Bedroom", she whimpered as she felt my hand on her crotch.
***
"Why do you keep doing this? I told you we have to keep this low", she said, her head on my chest.
"Where's the fun in doing what you're told?"
She turned to face me, grinning widely, "You heard their songs."
"Just this one song", I rolled my eyes.
She got up and straddled my waist, "I thought you didn't do a girl more than once."
"Well, I did fxck a couple girls before coming here", I shrugged.
Suddenly, she got up and was out of the bed in seconds. She put on a loose shirt, probably her boyfriend's.
"I think you should leave now", she said, throwing my boxers at me.
"Why? I just got here", I asked.
"Martin would be coming home soon."
"You just said he's gone for a few days, Y/N."
"Yeah well, I changed my mind now. Get out."
I groaned, pulling my boxers on, "Is this about that again?"
"What again?"
"It is about that again. That love shit you're always talking about. Fxcking hell, baby."
"It's not."
"So, why are you so jealous that I fxcked those girls?"
"I'm not fxcking jealous, Harry. It's none of my business."
"Then why are you acting like this?", I asked as I got out of bed and picked up my jeans.
"I'm not acting like anything. Just get out, Martin would be home soon."
"Don't lie, Y/N. Martin is out of town, I know."
"I don't give a shit about what you know. I just want you to get the fxck out and never come here again."
"Whatever. Call me when you get off your periods."
And then, she slapped me.
"What the fxck?"
"You're an asshxle. Don't ever come here again", I saw tears in her eyes.
I didn't know what to do, so I wrapped my arms around her and she burst into tears.
"What's wrong?", I asked.
"N-nothing. Just go", she whimpered.
"Tell me, baby. I'll try to make it better."
When she said nothing, I pulled her to the bed with me and she lay on me, crying.
After she calmed down, I asked, "What's wrong?"
"I'm in love with you", she whispered.
My arms slowly dropped from around her and she got up.
"You can't love a man like me, Y/N. I'm not the man for you."
"I'm sorry, but I couldn't stop myself."
"I can't love you back. We can still keep this going, though. I can fxck you anytime you want-"
She gasped, "Get out."
"What? Baby, don't do-"
"I said, get out! I don't want to see you ever again", she cried.
"Y/N."
"Harry", she whimpered and turned away from me. I left. As I was out of the front door, I heard something break, then a scream and a loud cry.
I closed my eyes. She couldn't love me. Martin was good for her. I can't give her what she wants.
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