---------|| { Harry's POV } ||---------
Oh fuck.... Did I just say that? By the look on her face I guess I did. What's weird is that in that moment.. It didn't feel wrong. It felt right. I'd been fighting it but I don't think I can anymore. There's no use. I'll do it. I'll tell her everything. Tonight.
---------|| { Alex's POV } ||---------
"W-What?" I asked.
No. He didn't say that. He couldn't have just said that. He looked down to the ground and then nodded his head more to himself than to me. As if he was confirming to himself what he had said.
"Yes... I am in love with you." He said again.
"Don't fucking say that." I said. How could he lie to me like that? Was it just to humiliate me AGAIN? Or was it just to make me smile? Either way it wasn't funny.
"I mean it." He said as he sat down on the edge of his bed.
"No you don't." I said as I walked to the other side of the room.
"I'm not going to say this is easy for me.. Because it isn't . I honestly don't know whats happening to me." He said.
"Just STOP! That isn't funny!" I yelled.
"IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE!" He shouted.
"All week I've been feeling something whenever I'm around you. I get fucking butterflies. I get nervous. I can't think straight. And I hate that. I've never had that happen to me before. I don't know what it is and the only explanation is Love... I love being around you. I love making you smile. And, although its not the most romantic thing to say, I love fucking you. I love the sound of your laugh and there is no one on this world who looks better than you. You're beautiful." He blurted out.
"T-Then why were you so fucked up to me in the hallway that day?"
"Because I know it's dangerous for you to be around me." He said.
"What?" I asked. "I have a past that may or may not come back to haunt me. Let's just leave it at that." He said as he stood up.
"You don't have to tell me you love me. I won't be mad. I just had to let you know that what I did back there and what I've been doing all this time was out of confusion. But... I do love you.. " he said looking into my eyes.
"Thank you for telling me." I said. But... I didn't say it back. I felt something for him. Definitely. But I wasn't sure if it was love and I didn't want to lead him on. And I didn't even know if he was telling the truth. We hadn't been.... Involved .. For that long now and he tells me he loves me? What?
"You getting that comforter? Or are you just going to keep snooping through my things?" He said as he cracked a smile.
"Oh shut up I'll get it." I said as I giggled. I grabbed the larger blanket and put it over my shoulder. But the blanket was about 3 times my size. Harry saw me, smiled wide and took it from my hands.
"Hey! I could've carried it!" I said while I pouted.
"It looked like it was swallowing you whole." He said with a laugh.
"Shut up." I replied as I giggled.
We both got into the range rover out back. I pushed the comforter into the back seat as we drove. We made it to where we were going very shortly. The beach. We walked over to the place we had been earlier that day. We laid the comforter right in front of the log so we could lean on that Harry sat down first and I sat down beside him. He looked at me and rolled his eyes.
"Just come here." He said as he outstretched his arms. I shrugged my shoulder and laid down on his chest an let his arms encompass me.
"I brought the ice for you." He said as he grabbed it out of the bag and motioned for me to take the ice pack. I took it from his hands an placed it on my eye.
"And since that heavy conversation killed my high.." He pulled out the pipe and the plastic bag of weed. He pulled a nugget out of the bag and placed it into the opening like before and had me light it. Once he inhaled the smoke he held it and put the pipe down. He motioned for me to get closer. I leaned in and then he did so our lips were about 2 inches apart. He opened his mouth and exhaled slowly while I inhaled which allowed the smoke to travel from his lips to mine. I inhaled as much as I could and held it. Harry leaned back and watched in awe as I opened my mouth slowly and let the smoke curve up while I inhaled through my nose.
"Damn I didn't know you could do the French inhale." He said.
"I just watched you." I said proudly. He smiled, leaned back, and picked up the pipe.
"But can you do this?" He asked as he took a long drag from the pipe and put it down. He made an "O" shape with his lips and blew out 3 perfect O's.
"Oh sheeeeeeeeit!" I cheered.
"That's dope! Teach me!" I demanded.
"Okay okay. This is what you do.." He taught me exactly what to do and before I knew it we were both blowing O's at each other. I was laying in Harry's arms and smoking the pipe when Harry turned around sharply.
"Oh shit! Give me the pipe and put everything away!" He whispered. I put the weed away and waited for further instruction.
"Wait, what's happening?" I whispered.
"I see the cops.. They are about to ride past. Get down." He said as he peered over the log.
"You get down too!" I whispered loudly. "I need to see when they leave. If we get caught I'll hit him or something and you run." He said.
"Shut the fuck up. You are not." I responded.
"I'm not letting you get caught." He said calmly.
"I'm not just going to fucking leave you!" I whispered.
"SHHHHH!" He shushes me and peered over the log.
"Okay, they're making another circle around. Nows are chance. When I say, you run." He said still looking over the log.
"RUN!" He yelled as he helped me with the comforter and jogged to the car laughing at how strange we must've looked. We stuffed the blanket in the back seat like before as he got in the drivers seat and I got in the passengers.
"We've got to go." He said as he caught his breath.
"Where to now?" I asked. "I know a place." He said as he turned the key in the ignition.
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Poison
Fanfiction"I knew he was trouble.. I knew he would only cause me pain from the beginning. But his piercing eyes intrigued me and the mystery behind them took me over the edge. He was damaged. An angel with a broken wing. They used him and broke him, Turning h...
