Is It Wrong?

Chapter 7

Kay’s POV:

Gemma looked at me with a confused expression while Harry had a huge smirk planted on his lips. I ignored their glances as I walked across the kitchen and grabbed a small towel to clean the water.

“Kay, are you alright?” asked Gemma sincerely and I nodded as I walked past her and wiped up the water.

“Way to spit all over the counter” Harry teased and I shot him a hateful glare as I started to wipe to counter.

“I’m going to bed” I said once I was done and Gemma hugged me goodnight while Harry said nothing. Once in my room, I ran onto my bed, buried my face in a pillow and screamed. ‘Girlfriend? Harry called me his girlfriend. It felt so wrong but so exhilarating because Gemma didn’t know that his so-called “girlfriend” was me. I laid back on my bed and began to think about Harry and I. We had sex on the stairs and it was invigorating. I wanted more of that and more of him. I could feel myself dozing off as I thought of my step-brother.

***

I was woken up from a peaceful slumber by someone’s arms wrapped around me in bed. I turned over in the dark and could make out Harry’s face perfectly.

“Hi” he whispered and I groaned due to the interruption from my sleep. I turned back over and sighed as I tried to fall back asleep. I could feel Harry’s arm slip around my waist and pull me into him. I gasped lightly, as I felt his erection push into my back.

“Harry,” I breathed and he just hummed. I felt him push his face into my hair and inhale deeply.

“You smell so good Kay. I want you” he whispered and I shuddered at his words. I turned over and stared at him, before leaning up and kissing him. He pushed his tongue into my mouth while my fingers tangled themselves in his hair. He grabbed my hips and pulled me on top of him, my legs on either side of his waist.

“I love you on top,” he whispered against my lips and I giggled quietly as his fingers roamed up and down the sides of my body. “You’re so beautiful, be mine” he said and my heart stopped. Was he really asking me to be his girlfriend? I just started talking to guys recently, I didn’t want to be tied down. I actually like Niall, a lot. Harry and I wouldn’t work, there would be too much sneaking around and hiding.

“Kay?” his voice interrupted me from my thoughts.

“Harry, I-” I started but he cut me off.

“Save it, I get it okay?” he spat as he pushed me off of him and stood up. He stared at me briefly and he turned and headed towards my bedroom door. I turned on my side and waited to hear the door close quietly. When I didn’t hear it, I turned around and Harry was next to my bed again, staring at me. I opened my mouth to say something but he leaned down and kissed me hard. He pulled back and walked towards the door, leaving the taste of his lips on mine for the rest of the night.

***

The lunch bell rung which caused the hallways to fill up quickly. I quickly walked out of my class and towards my locker, trying to avoid getting knocked over by the large group of kids. When one kid did push into me, I flew backwards with no chance to save myself. However, just before I hit the ground someone grabbed me, to my surprise. I looked up and locked eyes with Niall who was grinning down at me.

“You alright?” he asked and I nodded as he helped me stand.

“Im sorry about Harry” I blurted out as we started to walk towards my locker together.

“No worries babe,” he chuckled, “Look, are you free friday? I wanna take you out, if that’s okay” he said nervously as I reached my locker and fumbled with the lock.

“Of course, Niall. I’d love to” I said as I turned to him. I opened my locker, placed my bag into it and closed it. As soon as I did that, Niall’s lips were on mine. I kissed back instinctively and smiled against his lips. He pulled back and dragged his index finger along his bottom lip with a huge grin on his face.

“See you around, babe” he said before he pecked my lips again and walked off. I smiled like a child as I stood there, still feeling his lips. I glanced up and my heart skipped a beat as I saw Harry, staring at me. His expression was unreadable but I could tell he was mad. I quickly turned on my heel and walked towards the lunchroom, wanting to escape Harry as quickly as possible. Although, it completely slipped my mind that I would have to deal with that at home later.