Blue

The morning after

Blue's POV

          Harry holds me in his lap and I blush at his statement. " Does he?" He asks time, sounding confident in my answer to come. " No." I say quietly, still reeling on what just happend 30 seconds ago. " That's what I thought." I can feel his smirk.
         Harry lifts me up from his lap sits me beside him. " I'll be back." He says, grabbing the bag full of our trash. He climbs through his window and my thoughts start eating me alive. Did Harry really just finger me? Did I really let Harry finger me. Did I really like Harry fingering me?
         I'm confused on what's going on right now. I have no type of feelings for Harry, so why did that happen? Lust, pure lust, is all I think. I've never been fingered before, I've never even had sex before. I groan in frustration at my self. Things were already confusing with Harry and I just made them worst.
          I hear Harry climb back out and feel him wrap a blanket around me. " How'd you know I-" I look up at him. " I can see the goosebumps from a mile away. I don't know why your so cold though. Me finger fucking you didn't warm you up?" He asks. My eyes widened at his words and he laughs.
I decide to brush it off and look out at the stars. I try not to think but its hard to do when the one your thinking about is right next to you.
            " You still didn't answer my question." I say, breaking the silence. Harry looks down at me confused.
" Why do people keep telling me to steer clear of you?"
           Harry sighs and looks out to the stars. " They think I'm a bad guy." I remember him telling me he wasn't.
" Why do they think that?" I ask, very curious. He looks down at his feet.
" I've made mistakes in the past. And I've learned from them and left them in the past. I guess other people can't do that."
            I nod my head as I'm listening. I get people make mistakes and I'm always willing to forgive them for what they've done, depending on the situation. He must've done something bad for my parents to even tell me he's bad news. I just don't get it. Yeah Harry can be a dick sometimes, but that's not a reason for the whole town to hate him.
          I yawn and stretch my arms out. "Are you ready to get some sleep?" Harry asks. I look over at him and nod. We climb back into his room and Harry shuts the window.
       " You can have the bed, I'll go sleep on the couch downstairs. Good night Blue." Harry shuts the door, but before it fully closes I yell out his name, " Harry!"
        The door swings open and he looks down at me. " Yeah?" I look into his green eyes, which are tired now.
" I don't think your a bad guy." He smiles down at me tiredly before he closes the door.

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          The next morning I wake up in an unfamiliar bed. It takes me a second to realize I'm in Harry's bed, which smells exactly like him. I sit up because the sun is in my eyes. I yawn slightly and look around for my phone. Fuck. I must've dropped it at the dance. Well that's gone.
           I get up and find that I took off Harry's pants. I got hot, so I shedded the pants. I open the door and poke my head out to make sure no one can see me and run the the bathroom. I close the door behind me and sigh in relief. I pee in the toilet, and it feels great because I had alot of milk last night.
          I flush the toilet and wash my hands. When I open the door, a women is standing in front of it. She catches me offguard. " Oh, hi." I say. She looks at me in awe but quickly speaks. " Hi." She looks down at me, noticing I have on no pants.
         She chooses to ignores it and holds out her hand. " I'm Harry's mother, Anne. Its nice to meet you." I shake her hand and smile. " I'm Blue, and its nice to meet you too. Sorry we have to meet this way." I giggle, but inside I'm freaking out. I bet she thinks we did something, which technically isn't a lie.
          " Its okay. We can always make best of the situation." She laughs and I laugh too. I let her use the bathroom and as soon as she closes the door, run to Harry's room, closing the door. " Good morning sunshine." I hear Harry's voice. I look over at him and he's looking up at me, eyeing my body heavily.
            " Don't like to wear pants to sleep?" He teases. I roll my eyes and ignore his comment. " Met your mom, she seems nice." I say, annoyed. He stands up and walks towards me.
" Ah, you met my mother. Sorry, I didn't know what time she'd be back from work." He shrugs and walks to his dresser, pulling out a shirt.
            " Do you need me to take you home?" He asks. I really don't want to go home. My parents will probably be pissed I didn't call them, and I already need to make up a story on where I've been. " Yeah that would be nice." He nods and hands me a pair of jeans and a shirt. " I find that somewhere in my closet and it seems like it'll fit. Your dress is forever destroyed."
         I nod and look down at the clothes.They look like they fit perfectly, matter of fact they will. Why does he have a pair of clothes that fits me perfectly? I decide not to dwell on it, and walk to the bathroom to put the clothes on. Like I predicted, they fit perfect. I'm too tired to think so I just shrug it off.
         The carride to my house is silent, but not an awkward silence. He taps his hand on the steering wheel as Acquainted by the Weeknd comes on. He quietly hums to it and I look over at him. " Can you sing?" He starts belting out the lyrics, and my heart flutters.
          " I got you touching on your body. To say that we're in love is dangerous, but girl I'm so glad we're acquainted, we're acquainted." His voice is beautiful. I stare at him and his warm green eyes are focused on the road as he continues to sing. His lips are soft and his dimples are apparent as he sings.
          I notice he still has a bit of bed head, but it makes him look 10x hotter then he already does. He was so sweet to me last night. When he got in a fight when Brent tried to rape me.
When he bought donuts and took me back to his house to chill out. Its like I saw a whole other side to him yesterday.
          He catches me looking at him and I quickly look away, hoping he doesn't see the redness on my face. He must've chosen to ignore it, because he doesn't say anything about it. He turns down my street, but stops at the curb.
        " Is it okay if I drop you off here?"
I nod confusingly. I know my parents don't like him, but they don't know each other, so I don't know why he's dropping me off here. I guess I do need to burn off the donuts I ate last night.
         I start to open the door, but Harry grabs my hand. I get butterflies in my stomach and look over at him.
" Can you not tell your parents you were with me?" I look into his green eyes and I melt into them. " I won't. I promise." I say. He smiles and I close the door behind me as I get out the car.
           I take my time walking to my house, trying my best to come up with a story to tell my parents. I pray Sophia hasn't talked to my parents or Brent. Brent. My stomach turns at his name and I realize I will never be able to get that moment out of my head.
        The way they all surrounded me, the way Brent and his friends looked at me like I was some sort of juicy steak, waiting to be eaten. My hands start to shake, but I force myself to keep walking. What is happening to me? I knew I should've broken up with Brent the moment he was a jerk to me at lunch. Hell, I should've broken up with him when I knew I didn't like him.
           I find myself standing on my front porch and notice my purse is on the door mat. I pick it up and pull out my keys and my phone. I turn my phone on and see 5 unread messages. 4 from Sophia, and 1 from Brent.
         I ignore Sophia's texts, knowing there about me missing and go to Brent's conversation. This isn't over, Blue. I know you and Harry are fucking on the low. He may have saved you these last couple of times, but he won't save you this time.
       Chills run all through my body and I quickly unlock my door and lock it behind me.

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