Precious // h.s

seven

Evelyn~

Four days later.

My phone rings annoyingly and I sit in my bed at my parents house. I left Violet' house after I woke up and I didn't explain anything that happened because I still haven't told her about Harry. I just made up a story.

I check my phone and Harry called me, again. He's been calling me nonstop and it's so annoying. Only one of my personal outfits are at his house, so I'm good. I've told my parents that I've been sleeping at Violet'.

I take a deep breath and finally answer, knowing that if I don't, he's never going to stop.

"Baby?" He breathes, relieved. "Where are you?"

"Why?" I snap.

"Don't be like that."

"Don't be like what?"

He sighs fairly loud, "are you coming back?"

"Don't be surprised if I don't." I simply say.

"Please, come back. I miss you." He says and I roll my eyes.

I pick at my pants and notice all of my jewellery pieces. If I don't ever show up again, I should ship them all back to him. I purse my lips and the call is dead silent for a short moment.

"Okay." I murmur, quietly.

"Okay?" He sounds a little more happier.

"I'll see you soon." I say and hang up.

Now I have to actually look nice if I'm going over again. Just to talk today. Not have sex or do anything like that. I put something on, not too fancy because I don't think we're going anywhere. I pass by my 14 year old sister on the way out.

"Where are you going?" She asks me.

"Friends house. Tell mum and dad I'm staying over there." I say and she nods.

"Bye, Eve." She says and goes back upstairs into her room.

***

I hesitantly ring the doorbell at Harry's house and I wait a little before he opens the door. He inhales a sharp breath before steeping closer to me and grabbing my face to push his lips against my own.

I just stand there, I don't touch him with my hands or kiss him back. I want to talk to him first, before I reciprocate any movements. He pulls away, frowning. He opens the door wider for me to walk in.

"Don't hate me." He says.

I sigh, "I don't hate you."

"You didn't kiss me back." He almost pouts.

"I didn't shove you back the other night either." I snarl and he's taken aback by it.

"I'm sorry." He says quietly, grabbing my hands. "How many times do I have to apologise?"

Harry's thumb traces over the ring he bought me and I just stare at the floor. I want to kiss him back now, badly. Seeing his face after four days is like seeing the sun rise after four years of darkness. He is so damn attractive. Who can stay mad?

"I forgive you. It's just- I tried to look good for you and then you were angry and pushed me, so I obviously was gonna be pissed off."

"Enough to leave me for days." He adds. "Sleep here tonight."

"Okay, in a different room." I clarify.

I don't want to sleep with him tonight. Not yet at least, but I already know that he's gonna to try and succeed at getting me to sleep with him. I do miss him wrapping his arms around me.

"No, in my room." Harry says.

I can't make eye contact with him or else I will give in completely. I need to stand my ground. Ever since I met him, I've been flustered and all over the place. I take my hand out of his.

"Come on." He whispers. "Don't do this. Talk to me, baby. You're keeping something from me."

"I just..." I start. "I just never thought you'd put a hand on me ever, in that way."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I was just angry and heated and it was in the moment." He grabs my hips and pushed me to him so I'm pushed against him.

"It's okay, but I'm just gonna leave tomorrow during lunchtime because my friend wants me to have lunch with her and her hot assistant." I smile, mainly to myself.

I can't wait to see this hot assistant she's got.

Harry narrows his eyes at me, "you're mine." He growls.

"No, I'm not." I tease, but with a straight face; we've been standing here for ages.

"You're not mine, huh?" Harry asks, slipping his hand between us so they just rest on my core.

I suck in a breath and he leans onto my neck. Shit, how can we go from almost arguing one moment to being sexual like this? He plants tender kisses on my neck and his fingers move around, slowly.

I feel like my knees are gonna give in and I want to turn into a moaning mess, but I can't. Not now. I have to keep up with my little act.

"Say you're mine." He whispers in my ear and keep my mouth shut.

He begins to rub me faster and harder and I almost collapse onto the tile floor beneath from where we're standing I bite my lip to keep my pathetic moans inside.

"Say it." He lightly slaps me, there, making my eyes widen.

Whoa, that's very sensitive. He takes his hand from me and I whimper at the loss of contact.

"I'm yours." I whimper.

"Good girl." He grins at me, slipping his hand inside my pants this time.

Harry quickly runs in circles and without warning, plunges two fingers inside of me. I let out a long moan and he sucks on my neck. I can't have marks or else Violet will ask me about them, but I don't even care right now. I'll cover them up with makeup.

"Don't come." He murmurs. "Let's take this to the bedroom."

Fuck, I knew I'd end up sleeping with him.

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