Stranded

Chapter 21

"I'm sorry." I automatically apologise.

"What are you apologising for? I'm the one that kissed you." he says, a hint of humour on his face.

"Yeah but I kissed back."

"You never have to apologise for kissing me." he says cheekily. I glare at him.

"You do know I have a boyfriend right?"

"Yeah...and?" he says nonchalantly.

"And that kiss meant nothing. I love Derek. Not you. Don't think because I saved your sorry arse from getting arrested and cleaned you up and kissed you back it changed anything."

"Let me ask you something." he says and gets up to stand in front of me.

"If you're sooo in love with Derek, why'd you kiss me back? You wouldn't have if you hate me as much as you claim you do." he says with a smirk.

"Harry do you know what time it is? Fucking three in the morning. I haven't had any sleep and after what you put me through, my mind isn't exactly on the best terms." I point out.

"Now you're just making up excuses." he says, still smirking.

"Okay. Then let me ask you this. You're the one who kissed me. Why'd you kiss me?" I ask.

"I already told you. It's because I love you." he says and I scoff and roll my eyes.

"Yeah right Harry. I'm not falling for that shit again." I say.

"Why don't you believe me?" he asks and I can hear the desperation in his voice.

"Oh,gee lemme think," I say sarcastically,"Because you yelled at me, cursed at me, left me when I needed you, you're a total asshole-"

"Okay, okay", he interrupting me and putting his hands up in surrender, "I get it. I'm a jerk. I know."

"You're more than that Harry." I growl at him. "Now if you'll excuse me " I say whilst gathering my things, "I'm going home."

Harry lightly, but firmly grabs my hand to stop me from going out the door.

"Wait you-you're leaving? You're leaving London?" he asks and I roll my eyes.

"No, you idiot I'm going back to the flat. If you need anything, call someone else." I say and try to go out the door but he still has a wicked grip on my wrist.

"No, please. Stay the night?" he asks.

"And just why would I do that?"

"Because you love me?"

"Try again."

"Because...I need you. Even though you may not need me anymore I need you. And I know I haven't been there for you when I should've been and for that I am eternally sorry. I promise never to do that again and I want to show you that I'm not just toying with you're emotions again. Please." he says, his face extremely close to mine. I can feel and smell his minty fresh breath on my face.

"Harry I..." my sentence trails off.

"Just for tonight. I need you. Please don't leave me again." he whispers.Before I can respond, he lightly presses his lips to mine again. I feel electricity spark through my entire body.

The kiss easily deepens, our lips more forceful than before. His tounge searches for dominance and I easily give in. His hands go to my hips and gently squeeze while my hands are in his hair, lightly tugging at the curly locks.

He pulls me with him over to the bed, me stumbling over my own feet. I've always been quite clumsy and I have a permanent scar on my knee to prove it.