Dangerously In Love (Harry Styles Fan Fiction) - ON HOLD

Chapter 18

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Before I could think straight, he literally swept me off my feet and my thinking and my vision was blurry. When I realize that his tongue was exploring my mouth, I immediately pulled away, fixing my hair and stepping away from him. I pulled the strand of my hair behind my ear, breathing heavily. Oh god, this is so fucking embarrassing. I'm burning with anger and my stupid emotions won't let a single voice out of my mouth. 

"This is against my protocol, Harry!", I snap at him. 

Also, I have a boyfriend. My subconscious snaps at me. 

I had almost...for a minute forgotten about Zayn. Oh my god...I just kissed someone else in his absence. Harry ran a hand through his hair, licking his lips. God damn those lips! 

He looks at me and I turn my head away, "I...I should go." 

I nod, crossing my arms in front of my chest, creating a barrier between us.  

If only that would keep your hormones in control! My subconscious is bitchy as usual but this time she has all rights to be mad at me. 

Harry walks to the door and I stay where I was, not moving an inch. I wait for him to leave and he turns to take one look at me, leaving the house. I let out a sigh, tugging at my own hair. I walk to the door, closing and locking it. This has been such a disaster. This wasn't something that was supposed to happen. 

I sit over the couch and keep staring at the ticking clock. Time flew me by and I didn't know what to do. Do I tell Zayn about it or do I wait for him to get back before I open my big mouth? 

Yeah, don't just keep opening your mouth. My subconscious is referring to the kiss I just had with Harry. 

I shake my head, grabbing my phone. I knew just who to call right now, I knew who would help without being biased. I dialled the familiar digits and the picture flashed over the huge screen of my phone. I sighed and kept the phone over my ear. 

"Paige?", she sounds really worried, obviously she would be. I literally called her in the middle of the night. 

I pull both my knees to my chest, wrapping a hand around them, "Quinn, I...I just kissed someone." 

There is no sound on the other side; she's probably switching all the lights on making sure that this is not a dream. Quinn finally sighs, "Uh, who?" 

There comes the embarrassing part. My subconscious hides underneath the blanket not wanting people to stare at her when I reveal the truth. 

"Harry.", I tell her but I also know she doesn't know who he is, "He's a patient." 

"Oh, Paige!", Quinn sounds really mad but I know she will understand, she always has. 

I bite on my lower lip still being able to taste the scotch over my mouth, I'm thankful I didn't freak out but I kissed him back which is equally bad. The more I think about it, the more disgusted I feel by myself. You don't go around kissing people when you have an amazing relationship like mine. I can't help but still wonder what he is thinking about me, he probably thinks I'm some stupid chick who goes around kissing her patients.