Love me like you do

Worried Ginny

Ok I was told my description on sex scenes are not that good and it's because I'm useless when it comes to describing it. I apologise! I will try better to improve it!

EDITED April 2017

Ginny Molly Weasley's POV

I paced my room back and forth for an hour just waiting for a call, even a message from Harry. It's been 8 FRICKEN days, 8 FUCKEN days I repeat! A week and a day without an owl from Harry. I had even talked to his boss but he had said that he can't get a hold of Harry. I was starting to extremely worried. 

What if I never see him again?

Fuck--

Draco came back just yesterday and he was all battered and bruised. He had big heavy bags under his eyes, a purple bruise on his left cheek. His knuckles were red and he looked exhausted. He fell into a deep sleep and Pely hadn't stopped worrying about him. Ryan is supposably back tomorrow and his friend Chase Lynch too.

Let's hope Harry doesn't come back battered or bruised. After pacing for another what felt twenty minutes I decided enough was enough, I grabbed my purse and wand while leaving. The moment I turned the corner I ran into someone's hard chest. I instantly fell back but someone caught my hand pulling me up.

"Ginny?" Says the voice. Looking towards the source of the voice. It belonged to Blake. Ugh.

God hates me.

"Hey Blake" I awkwardly stepped away, wiping down the dust that seemed to be on my shorts. Blake's eyes darkened as he took in my appearance. I wore a black tank top that showed a bit of my stomach with a pair of really nice patterned shorts.

"Ginny y-ou l-o-ok stunni-ng" Blake stuttered and I gave him a weak smile. He licked his lips.

"Thanks" I smiled.

"Where you heading?" Blake asked as he took another step towards me and I took one back. Say Emilie's dorm! Say it!!!

"Uh Auror's department" I instantly groaned. I gave away my position!!!

"Oh why?" He asked as he leaned against the wall. He cooly ran a hand through his hair trying to show his muscles as they flexed when he went up and down between his hair and the back of it.

Okay!

Nice muscles!

But Harry's is way better!

"Am just to check in on my boyfriend" I grinned. Fake. Blake growled under his breath when he heard the word boyfriend which was Harry.

"Really? Is he at that mission?" Blake smiled.fake.

"Yep, I must be going" I said trying to get away but Blake caught my forearm as I tried to walk past him.

"Ginny, I know you won't give me a shot but will you consider it?" Blake pleaded.

Like hell I will!

Wait, it made me think, Blake is a player. Harry was a player.

Why did I go for a player?

'Because Harry wasn't always a player' a voice said in my head. 'You love him ' another voice added but i shut it out.

I don't like Harry! Love! Ugh!