New York City ~ Chapter 8

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*WARNING, MATURE CONTENT x..x*


"Harper, Harper?"

I heard someone whisper in my ear as I was half asleep.

"Harper, can I talk to you?" I heard Chase's voice and immediately woke up. I was startled.

"What are you doing here?!" I whispered, loudly. "And how did you get in here?"

"Aspen gave me a key but that's not the point. I need to talk to you." Chase whispered intensely. He held my shoulders and I flinched.

"What do you need?" I asked. 

"Can you come to my room, I need to talk with you."

"Um, I don't know, why your room?"

"I want to talk privately, Aspen might hear us, she's that kind of person that would want to hear this." 

"Well, okay then. Just don't you dare try anything."

"I know."

He took me by the arm and dragged me to his room. He sits down, I decide to stand, just in case. He starts to talk.

"Look Harper, I've been thinking about you, and how you've been avoiding me." Chase started.

"I-I'm not avoiding you." I stutter

"Yes, you are. You would argue whenever I said something, but now you stay silent. Tell me what's up."

"Nothing, god. I just-"

"You just?"

"I don't know. It's not like I'm going to get over it."

"It? Do you mean when we fucked?"

"Y-yes..." I whispered, embarrassed.

"Listen Harper, it's not a big deal. People fuck every single day."

"That's not my point."

"Then what is your point?"

"My point is, that I wanted to do it with someone I actually love and loves me back."

"Can I make you love me? That way, you won't regret it."

"We just met."

"That doesn't mean I couldn't make you love me does it?"

I didn't reply, I didn't know what to say. There was an awkward silence but then he stood up.  He looked at me and walked towards me, causing me to walk backwards, I eventually felt my back hit the wall and realized I couldn't move any further.

He put his right arm against the wall beside my head and his chocolate brown eyes looked into mine. His head leaned and before I knew it, our lips touched. He put the other arm swung against the wall, his arms went down to my waist and he kissed me harder yet it was soft. He bit my bottom lip, soon placing his tongue onto mine. My heart was pounding against my chest, the kiss was so passionate.

He grabbed me by the waist and lifts me up. My legs were wrapped around his waist, and we kissed as he carried me to his bed. He put me down gently onto the bed, he kissed my neck, he put his hands on my waist and pulled my shorts down, leaving me bare.

"You're so sexy." Chase said in a low voice.

He pulled up my shirt, then he pulled off his shirt. He hunched back down and kissed me again, his tongue slid down to my lower part. I grabbed the bed sheets letting out a moan. I felt ashamed, but at the same time I was happy. He went back up and licked my lips while unzipping his jeans, as he rubs, harshly. No wonder all the girls want him, I thought. But I thought to myself, He's done this lots of time, I'm just another girl.  But I felt too happy to think about anything. It hit me. He was about to put it in, and I stopped him and sat up on the bed, covering myself.

"What's wrong?" Chase asked, he sounded disappointed. 

"I can't do this..." I said as I put my clothes on.

"What do you mean?"

"I can't have sex with you, again."

"Why not?"

"I'm sorry." I said.

I quickly walked out of the door, and sat down outside of my room door. I told myself I wouldn't do this again, yet this happened. I let out a sigh and opened the door lightly so that I wouldn't wake up Aspen. I saw her sitting on her bed, smirking at me.

"So you did it didn't you?" Aspen grinned at me.

"Why are you awake at 2 am, go to sleep already."

"Please, c'mon! We need to talk!"

"I'm going to sleep."

"Uh-No you're not."

"Uh-Yes, I am."

"What happened? Why don't you look happy, I mean, you did it right?"

"Aspen, what do you think I should do."

"Hm. Be honest, how did it feel, don't you dare lie, we're best friends."

"Well, I guess it felt good. But I'm just confused. I-I'm confused about my feelings about him, even though we just did it."

"Relationships aren't all just about sex you know." She paused "It's about someone who would make you happy in a way no one else can. I know, cliche, but what can I say? It's true."

Someone who would make you happy in a way no one else can.





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