The Dumb and The Clueless

Chapter 38: The Devil Returns

He walks out, drying his shoulders and torso with a different towel, and another one is wrapped around his waist. I bite my lip as I scan him from his feet up to his hair. He didn't wash his hair either, since we went out for only a bit. He catches me, and smirks at me. "Stop" I say while laughing. When I got out of the shower, I noticed there's only one lovebite left, the rest are really faded and gone. I don't have to hide my neck anymore, and I feel pretty confident now. I hear the door knock, so I throw on Harry's sweater, and I put on my underwear. I run downstairs, and I see Steven. My eyes widen as I look up at him. "Boo." I stand there frozen, and Harry yells "Who's at the door!" from upstairs. I step back, and I see Steven start to smirk. "HARRY!" I yell. He rushes downstairs in only skinny jeans and completely topless. "I came to take you out." Steven says. Harry pulls me behind him and stands infront of me. "May I help you, ugly?" "Harry, stop-" "I'm the ugly one? Have you looked in the mirror lately, Mr. Porker?"  Harry takes a step forward to intimidate Steven, but I put my arm infront of him to stop him. "Stop, please" I whisper. I step infront of Steven. "Get out." He grabs my waist and I try to squirm out of his grasp. "Aw baby, don't be that way." "I broke up with you." I push him away, making him let go of me, and I make a fist. "Please take me back?" "I never will." He cups my cheek in my hand, and the other hand is holding me by my shoulder really strongly, so that I stay standing infront of him. He leans down and tries to kiss me but I look away, so it lands on my cheek. "Ew.." I whisper. "Now sweetie, don't be that way.." I slap him, and he steps back, dazed. I turn around and walk away to the laundry room because the dryer went off. I put the stuff away, and come back to find Harry about to punch Steven. "No!" I run over and hold Harry's arm back. "Don't-" I let go, and push Steven out the door. I close the door and lean against it while I lock it. I call the police, and they take him away again. When they asked me what the problem was, I told them he was stalking me just so that they could take him away. "Harry, you need to learn to control yourself...and your fists." He sighs, and puts his arm down. "Good!" I say. He turns around and walks out the door. "Where are you going?" I ask. "To get some drinks." "Have funnnnn" I tease. He chuckles, and walks out the door. Then I realized I had the house to myself. YESSSSS. I change into an oversized gray sweatshirt, pajama shorts, and socks and run around the whole house sliding on my socks. "Woooooo!" I order a pizza, and stay watching TV for about 2 hours when I suddenly wake up. "Wha.." I mumble. I thought I was asleep for an hour, but it was 7 when I fell asleep. Now it's 12 in the morning. I look in my room and Harry isn't there. He hasn't texted me, and I start to get worried. I take my socks off and throw on some converse and jean shorts, leaving the sweatshirt on. It was cold outside, but I didn't care. I ran to his hotel, and went up to his room. When I walk into the room, he was in bed. With some girls?