Evelyn~
I wait for Harry to come back upstairs from doing business downstairs. Basically talking on the phone with people, arranging some things. I'm surprising him with what I've decided to wear.
The other day, Harry bought me this lingerie set, and I have to say, it isn't that uncomfortable. It's my first time wearing a garter belt and I think I look fucking hot. I hear him come up the stairs and I just stand by the bed, waiting expectantly.
He comes into the room and he looks hella mad. I didn't hear him yell anything so I don't know why he would be. He rips off the tie that he has on his shirt and on his shirt and completely ignores me, so I decide to approach him.
I put my hand on his shoulder, hoping that it'll change his mood but it doesn't. He clenches his jaw and just stares angrily at me like I was the one that did something. He shoves me off of him, almost making me fall over and I gasp.
Shit, maybe I shouldn't be here.
"I'm sorry." He apologies, sighing and running his hand through his hair.
"I'm sorry, too." I say, rummaging around the room, trying to find a pair of sweatpants or something to cover me up.
I don't want to stay here if he's in this grumpy ass mood. Even if he just apologised to me, he just fucking pushed me. When I successfully find sweatpants and a vest top, I slip them on.
"What are you doing?" Harry asks me.
"I'm going to stay at my friends house until you snap out of that mood." I reply grabbing my keys off of the dresser.
"No, baby, I'm sorry-" he tries to grab my arms to pull me to him, but I move from his grip.
I shake my head, trying to exit the room. His mood just put me in a bad mood, I tried to be sexy for him and now my self esteem is lowering. Harry steps in front of the door, blocking me. Even through two doors are next to each other, he's blocking the door handles.
"I'm sorry for shoving you." He apologies again, but I'm not having it.
"Let me leave." I say.
"Talk to me."
"No, I want to fucking go." I say, louder and his eyes harden at my words.
He's back to his angry state and just moves from the door, letting me leave. He slams the door after I get out of the room. Now he's even more madder than he was before. What have I done?
We have only known each other a few days and now we're fighting?
***
I arrive at Violets apartment and I'm thankful that she lives alone. She opens the door and her eyes are practically slits and I can tell that she was asleep. She rubs her eyes, opening them further.
"Eve, what are you doing here?" She asks me, tiredly.
"Can I stay the night?" I almost beg.
"Yeah. Of course. What's up?" She lets me inside.
"Was bored so here I am." I lie, not giving in any detail about Harry.
I take a seat on the couch and she sits next to me, turning the TV using a remote next to her. My phone buzzes and I slide to check what's going on.
[harry] I'm sorry come back
[harry] please
I roll my eyes and lock my phone. He's so annoying, why couldn't he just talk it out with me while I was there and not push me off from him?
"Everything good?" Violet asks me and I nod.
"Why?"
"I don't know. You seem bothered by the person texting you."
"No biggie, just the ex." I lie.
"Oh. Ryan? How is he not over you yet?" She asks.
Haha, she actually thinks it's my ex-boyfriend Ryan texting me. I just go on with the conversation, but I feels so, so guilty for lying, but I can't just tell her the simple truth. Though, that would be the right thing to do.
"Want to watch a movie or do you want to sleep?"
I can't sleep now. Not after the events that happened an hour ago. I tell her I want to watch a movie and she bounces up from the couch into the kitchen to make popcorn. My phone lights up again and I check.
[harry] don't ignore me please
[harry] I'll make it up to you I'm sorry
I fell like if he continues to text me, my eyes are gonna roll out of my head themselves. He's so ignorant.
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Fanfiction"Give me sex and your time and I'll buy you anything you want, baby." In which a girl takes up an offer, but then figures out that it isn't gonna be as simple as she thought it would be.