Fiendish

Chapter 47

We'll play hid and seek to turn this around, all I want is the taste that your lips allow.

-Ed Sheeran, Give Me Love

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Carmen's Pov.

The sun streamed through my blinds, making my eyes hurt and I groaned loudly in mild annoyance. I lifted my pillow over my head and covered my eyes. I didn't know what time it was. All I knew was that it was early and my body wasn't ready to get out of bed.

I forcefully pushed my blanket off my body and was greeted with cool air. I sighed in content and stretch out my body. I looked around my room to see some papers along the floor and my computer still on from last night.

"Ugh." I groaned as I remembered what happened last night. I slowly stood up from my bed and walked out of my room to the bathroom. I started the shower and stripped naked. The hot water made my tense body relax a bit and wake up a bit more. I washed my body and then my hair before turning off the water and stepping out.

I wrapped a towel around my body and wiped the fog off of the mirror. My hair was a wet stringy mess upon my head and my eyes were red and puffy from crying last night. I tried to distract myself with homework, but Harry's face kept popping up in my mind.

I combed through my nappy hair, brushed my teeth, and walked to my bedroom. I pulled out my clothes for today and dropped my towel on the floor. I slipped on my panties and bra and threw on jeans and a purple long sleeve. I brushed my hair back with my fingers and silently made my bed, careful to keep my thoughts away from Harry.

After I fixed my bed, I walked over to my phone and turned it on. It was 7:23 am and I rubbed my head. A headache was already brewing slowly between my temples and I was just about to toss my phone on my bed when it vibrated in my hand. I groaned once again, not in the mood for socialization so early in the morning. I looked down at my phone and my heart clenched.

Harry: r u awake???

Well, at least he wasn't too mad with me, right? Yesterday, I have expected him to grabbed me and slam me against the wall. He was just so angry, and I cause him to be. I regret causing him pain, I wish I could do it all over again, but Harry doesn't need me right now. I'll only make things more complicated. Even though it killed me to say it, Gemma was right. Harry had more important things to do.

A tear escaped my eye and dropped against the cracked screen of my phone. More soon followed and I wiped my face and my phone screen clean just in time to see a new message pop in.

Harry: I'll take that as a yes since I know u read this.

There was nothing indicating humor in Harry's message, but a giggle escaped my lungs. I thought of him just sitting in a chair, staring at his phone in hopes of me texting him back. I blushed at the thought and couldn't help but let my heart flutter in my chest.

Me: yes I am and yes ur right

Harry: Good

Me: wym by good?

I waited a few seconds to see that Harry read my message. I waited for him to reply back but he didn't.

Me: ha ha

Harry: start counting

Me: ...why?

Harry: bc I want to know how long it takes me to get to ur front door.