The Dumb and The Clueless

Chapter 29: Love Can Also Heal

"You're not gonna actually do that, are yo-" "Of course I am!" "Is that how you resolve every single problem when you're with a girl?" "Only with you, babe" he responds with a wink. I roll my eyes, and pet his head. He tries to makeout with me again. "Harry..stop" "I wouldn't tell me to stop since now I know the sweet-spot on your neck and the angle to pump so that I'd drive you insane" "Harry.. don't you dare!"  "Baby let me kiss you.." "No! Since when am I your baby?" He leans down and tries to kiss me again, this time with his tounge. "Stop." I warn him "Im serious." "Thought you wanted this, babe?" "Not anymore 'babe' " I mimick." "Do I have to go to drastic measures again? My fingers don't mind, neither do I." "H-Harry...Don't you dare." I warn again. "Awww, what are you going to do? I thought I was weak?"  I realize I said that, and take it back completely. I just don't tell him I take it back, because it would make ME sound weakER.  I feel his lips press to my neck, and I try to pull him off. "N-No this isn't r-r-ight Harry.. you just got h-hurt..." "Now you're gonna hurt if you keep struggling, babe." He reaches for my pants and tries to pull them off. "Har-" "Shhh" he says, trying to make me quiet. He presses a finger to my lips, to make sure I was quiet. I squirm around, so that he wouldn't be able to take off my pants. "S-Stop" He pulls them to my knees, and I gasp and threaten him. "You did not just do that." He smirks, and licks his lips. I slap his arm, and he winks at me. "Harry you perv, give it a rest." He slides my pants completely off until I'm just in a long t-shirt and underwear. "I swear--" I start off. "You so deserve this" "Harry shut up" He slips a finger in and I lay my head back on the pillow. "Ugh..." "Now I have full control of you again." "Are you going to keep doing the same damn thing every time?" "I don't know, am I?" My eyes close and he slips out. The good thing is, he slipped out. The bad thing is, thanks to him, my underwear is a bit wet now. I put my pants back on really fast. "THANK YOU THANK GOD" "This isn't over yet, I work at night." "Whoaa it's the afternoon someone was being a badass Ooooh (sarcasm) " I get up, and run outside, slip on some converse, and drive to the bar. Once I get there, I order two shots. "What happened tonight, rough day?" he asks. "Yeah, I'm having some trouble with love." "Just choose the one you love the most." "But I love them both the sam-" "You can't love both the same. Whoever you loved first, is just a fake because then why would you have started loving the second." I think about his wise words he's just told me. My phone vibrates, and I check the lock screen to read my text. It's from Harry, great. "I'm coming.xx" A few minutes later, he walks in and orders a drink. I walk out and drive back home. It was atleast midnight, and then I get a text from Harry again. " Ajhjdakhlfhjalhfjkahkjehjkeqhrela n I  j u st want oyu to know that iu love yiou katehy"  "Wtf" I mumble. I drive to the bar, and find Harry sprawled out  on the bar counter. "Harry I think it's time to go home." "N-No" he burps, and then laughs at himself. I help him up, stuff him in the car and drive home. "You smel like alcohol" I whine. "Let's get you changed."