One Shots

Hatef**k (Chris Motionless)

Harley's POV

I have been best friends with Chris ever since I can remember. He has been there for me through everything and I for him. One night at a party we got drunk and had sex. Ever since the night we have become friends with benefits. It is starting to hurt my feelings because I have had a crush on Chris since high school freshman year. Now the only time we do have sex is when Chris is extremely angry and just wants to fuck his anger away. His band's song Hatefuck pretty much describes our relationship. He fucks other girls and he just thinks it doesn't affect me. How can he not notice all the hurt it is causing me? I heard the door slam open downstairs. "Harley!" Chris screamed. He was pissed. "Yeah." I whimpered my response. I heard Chris running up the stairs. He walked into my room and he was so angry. He stripped off his shirt and started kissing me forcefully. "Chris! Stop!" I screamed starting to cry. "CHRISTOPER!" I screamed louder pushing him away. I started sobbing. "Harley, I'm so sorry. What's wrong?" he asked. "This Chris. This is what is fucking wrong. I can't do this anymore. It is hurting me too much." I cried. He sat down next to me and held me in his arms. "I am sorry. I shouldn't of done this with you in the first place I knew it would ruin our friendship." He said rubbing my back. I pushed him away and stood up. "No Chris, this didn't ruin it. What ruined it is that I am just another meaningless fuck to you like all those other girls. I fucking love you Chris and you can't even see it because your head is so far shoved up your ass." I screamed. "Harley, I didn't know you felt that way." He said. "Just get out of here. I don't want to fucking see you." I screamed. He grabbed his shirt and put it back on. He left my room and headed downstairs. I screamed and broke down sobbing again. I curled up in my bed under the covers. I knew he didn't feel the same way. I finally cried myself to sleep. I woke up tot the smell of my favorite candles burning. I don't remember lighting them. I opened my eyes and saw candles lighting up my room. There were roses in a vase on my nightstand. There were rose petals all over my room and bed. Chris walked in my room. "What are you doing here?" I asked him. "I love you too Harley. I am so sorry I never told you and I am so sorry that I hurt you so bad to the point where I made you think you were another meaningless fuck. You aren't. I love you and I want to show you how much I love you." He said kissing me softly. He pulled the covers off me and held me close to him just kissing me. I stopped him. "Chris, can we just cuddle?" I asked. He nodded and stripped to his boxers and climbed into my bed next to me. He pulled me close and kissed my forehead. I buried my face into his chest. "Where does this leave us?" I asked him. "Well hopefully you will agree to be my girlfriend." He said. "I think I can agree to that." I said kissing his chest. He lifted my chin up and kissed me. "I love you." He said. "You don't know how long I have waited to hear that." I said. He smiled and kissed me again. I nuzzled my face back into his chest and just fell asleep with him holding me close to him. I woke up the next morning thinking it was all a dream but Chris was still in bed with me. "Wow, you look so beautiful in the morning." He said in his raspy morning voice. I blushed. "Everything you said last night was true." I said. "Yes every word. I love you Harley." He said. "I love you too Chris." I said pecking him. I snuggled back into his chest as we just lay in my bed.