my brother's bestfriend

19

Crystal's POV

I shift in my seat before getting up and throwing my now soggy cereal into the garbage.

"Yes you called me.." I begin to feel a lump in my throat at the thought of some girl making love with Harry. I thought he wanted me. I force the thoughts out of my head and stand my ground, I will not allow myself to look weak in front of him.

"I don't remember that. Uh did I say anything? I know that I was drunk." he scratches the back of his neck and looks up to me.

"Uh, yeah you just said 'hello' and you began to-" I stop myself, I will sound ridiculous if he knows I know exactly what happened just hours ago. Harry keeps his eyes locked onto mine. What do I say? He's probably going to deny with what ever excuse pops into mind first.

"Go on Crystal" he says calmly as he sits on one of the tall chairs that I always have trouble getting on to.

"I don't know. Just weird noises like chewing food or something?" I force a laugh so I don't sound completely idiotic. Eating food? Why would he be eating food and call me.

"The hell?" he laughs. Ugh he's so cute, just the way his nose crinkles and his dimples creep into plain sight sends a chill down my spine. I have to stay angry with him, or at least sad.. What am I feeling?

"Yeah.. I hung up and went back to bed."

Harry's POV

Shit. Why did I laugh? I was probably eating out the girl from last night.. What was her name again?

"I'm sorry" Is all I could think to say. She shrugs, turns on her heel and walks to the window. Not making eye-contact.

"Why would you be sorry?" she says, still looking out the window. For some reason I feel as if she knows what happened last night.. Obviously she doesn't. That's impossible, but I still feel guilty.

"I uh, I did some things last night I'm not too proud of. I don't know why I did them, I just needed to get my mind off something." I say, standing up from the chair that she always has problems climbing on. She's so short it's adorable.

She clenches her fists into small balls and walks up to me. "How could you?" she says, her face the slightest shade of pink.

"What?" I ask backing away from her.

She doesn't answer as she backs away and heads for the steps. I know now that she isn't clueless as to what went down last night, how did she find out in the first place? Who the hell knows her that went to the party.

"Chris" I whisper as I follow her to her room. She is fast for those short legs of hers.

"What" she rolls her eyes and turns to me.

"What the hell did I do?" I need to act dumb. What if she doesn't know what happened at all last night? What if this is about me not speaking to her for what like a day?

"You really don't know what you fucking did?" she laughs.

"God damnit , no I don't. Please explain."

She grabs her purse and walks towards the door. I snatch it from her and hold it above her.

"Give me the damn purse Harry" she attempts to jump for it but I easily dodge it.

"Can we communicate then?" I ask and lower the bag.

She reaches for the bag and pulls it back. Why is she acting like a child? She was just sad like what 10 minutes ago? Now she's cursing and fighting over a damn purse. I should get her a new one this is really worn out.

I push her against the wall and hold her hands to her sides. "Calm down baby" I hold her tight as she tugs for liberty from my grip.

"You fucking asshole" she whispers and looks down. Jesus Christ why does she look so cute when she's mad. She pouts and her bottom lip looks delicious. What I would do to have them around me.

  I ignore her snide remark and push my lips onto hers. She instantly calms and drops the purse to the floor. Our mouths move in sync as she gently twirls her fingers in my hair. I lie my hands just below her waist and squeeze. She lets out a soft moan into my mouth and it sends me to the edge. I lift her up and her legs wrap around my waist. Lying her down onto the bed she lets out another fucking moan I swear if she does it one more time I will loose it.

  "What the fuck" I turn my head to the direction of the voice. Joey.