Rise

Chapter 11

His little apartment smells like freshly lit candle.

Sweet.

He leads me into a room, I'm assuming it's where he sleeps since theres bed sheets on the ground and piles of dirty clothes in the corner.

I don't even want to know who's used those sheets with him.

Or who has undressed him in here.

Yuck.

"I guess this is where the magic doesn't really happen." He says without any enthusiasm.

"You're a virgin?" I say, giggling.

"Of course not, I just haven't done anything here."

The giant weight falls off of my shoulders. He hasn't done anyone here. Good.

"Well at least not yet." He looks over at me and winks.

"Harry gross."

He laughs.

I sit on his bed and watch him as he digs through clothes in his closet.

He pulls out a red flannel shirt and tosses it onto the floor.

He takes off his leather jacket, revealing a tight white shirt.

I look away and pretend to be amused by the wall in front of me.

Then his shirt comes off.

"Harry what are yo-"

"Changing, haven't you seen a man change- oh wait you're a virgin sorry never mind." He snaps.

He puts on a new white shirt and then his red flannel shirt, leaving it unbuttoned.

"What's wrong with being a virgin?" I ask as he straightens out his shirt collars.

"They're not very fun honestly." He says, rubbing his eyes.

"So basically virgins aren't fun because you can't touch them and you can't do dirty things?" I say, making him seem like a man whore.

He rolls his eyes. "It's not like that, El."

"Technically it is." I say.

He sighs and sits beside me on the bed.

"I'm not like that."

"Yeah sure whatever." I say, clearly annoyed.

"You may think I go to clubs and touch every girl within a ten thousand mile radius but I don't, Melanie."

"So it's a ten mile radius then?" I tease.

He laughs with me. "I've only slept with three girls M-"

"No no no no no no no!" I cover my ears and lean away.

I can hear Harry's laughter through my shielded ears.

I can't even remember the last time we laughed like this together.

I don't even think we ever have.

After the laughter dies I lay down on my back and play with the end of his shirt thats dangling on the bed.

My phone starts vibrating in my back pocket, I squeal and Harry laughs.

I pull it out and read the contact name.

Jessica.

I answer the call quickly and sit up. "Hey." I say casually.

"Where the hell are you?" She snaps.

Shit I forgot to tell her.

Before I can answer she groans.

"Whether you're on campus or not I don't care but I left and I want my shirt back."

Then she hangs up.

Great.

I stand up and find my way to the door, I can hear Harry following behind me.

"Where are you going?" He asks.

"I need to go sorry." I say.

I really don't want to leave, we were actually getting along and for the first time, having fun.

Harry sighs and puts his hand through his dark hair.

"You're just bored and want to go, you really don't need to go, right?"

I sigh. "I'm not bored Harry-"

He frowns.

"I'll be back tomorrow, don't worry."

He smiles and without saying anything, we walk to his car together.

I shouldn't be going to his apartment.

I shouldn't be with boys.

For one, my mother would kill me if she knew about Riley sleeping over.

I decide to leave this topic alone, my mother doesn't talk to me anyways.

I could bang the whole town and she'd never know.

The ride is short and quiet.

We reach my apartment and before I get out we just sit there.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow then right? Like usual?" He asks.

I smile. "Yes, and thank you, uh for the ride I guess."

I get out and run to my apartment.

I really need to get my car from the shop.

I'll see if Riley will go with me.