Chapter 20 - Comparisons
Harry's POV
I was woken up by sunlight hitting my face. I didn't want to get up so I covered my face with the pillow to escape the stupid sunlight.
"Steph?" I searched for her in the bed but she wasn't there.
"Steph?" She left without telling me.
Fuck, why would she do that?
I got up to pee. My mood was already spoiled and it was the beginning of the damn day.
The door to the toilet was locked. Is she in there?
"Steph?" I knocked on the door. No answer,
"Steph!" I shouted and banged on the door harder. What the fuck, why isn't she opening the door?
I yanked the door open to find her sitting there with her head in her hands and knees pulled up to her chest.
She looked at me and then hid back. What happened?
I went to sit beside her on the floor.
"Hey, is everything alright?" I asked.
She shook her head without looking up. I shifted to sit in front of her. I pulled her hands away from her face and made her to look at me. The whole of her face was swollen up because of the tears. Why is she crying? Did I do something?
"What happened?"
"I don't know." She shrugged.
"No, tell me."
She shook her head and her eyes started to wet.
"Hey, it's alright.." I pulled my arm out to wrap it around her shoulders but she shifted away. There is something wrong.
"Harry," She breathed. "Please stay away." Tears strolled down her cheeks. "Please.." She pulled on her hair.
Why should I stay away? I don't get it.
"Why?"
"Please?" Her voice cracked and she looked away from me.
"I don't want to stay away from you Steph."
"You should."
"Now listen to me," I caught her hand and she pulled it. I pulled it again and made her look at me. "Can you please atleast tell me why?"
"Fuck Harry, mind your own business!"
"Excuse me?"
"If I don't want to tell you, why can't you just accept that!" Why is she overreacting?
"Are you even thinking over what you're saying?
"Yes. I know exactly what I'm saying." And with that she got up. I followed her into the room.
"Why did you stay for the night?" I said and she turned around.
"Stayed for the night? You made me stay here! I wanted to go back at my place but you just pulled up here before even asking me!" She shouted.
She's getting on my nerves in the damn morning.
"You could just say you didn't want to stay!" I shouted louder. She was crying like a baby a minute or two ago and now here she is, fighting with me.
Something in her system is sure wrong.
"Well you didn't give me a chance to!"
"That makes fucking sense. Doesn't it?" I rolled my eyes.
"You just used me like any other whore or your damn one night stands." She pulled on her hair again.
"Are we really having this conversation again?" I groaned.
"Why will you get me here then?"
"I don't know.. I was drunk. And didn't really know what I was doing." The colour from her face drowned.
"Of course you were drunk. I was the idiot." She mumbled. My eyes traveled down to the bare of her legs which now had a streak of blood on them. Is she on her period or something? But why the hell would it come out of her legs?
Her eyes followed me and her eyes widened. She gulped and rushed back in the washroom.
What the hell was that? At one minute she is saying me to stay away and then the next minute she is using in my bathroom.
The hell!
I forgot I was holding on my pee. I went to the bathroom in the other room.
When I came back, she was dressed in her clothes and gathering all her stuff. The ones that she left here when we had that stupid food fight and from yesterday's party that we both didn't even really attend.
"You're going?" No reply.
"Are you?" Again.
Fuck, if silent treatment is what she wants. She will get it.
I sat on the bed and she headed for the door, slamming it hard after getting out.
What the fuck, I don't even care when somebody doesn't pay attention to me but why she is bothering so much?
I chose to go to the shower and that's when yesterday's memories stared to cloud my mind. I should've drunk more so that I wasn't sober early.
Stephie's POV
I left Harry's house without anyone noticing. Well something good for today at least.
I hated to leave from here but I had to.
I went to my sister's place and took her scooty and she agreed without fighting. It's good that Jim, his fiancé is here. She is in a much better mood when he's around.
I threw my stuff on the floor and rushed to the bathroom, opening every single cut on my body. I shouldn't have opened any at his house.
I opened the shower and watched as the blood drained down from my body. Yesterday's memories clouded my mind. People always exaggerate about how the beer takes control over a person but I really remember everything clear as crystal from yesterday. Even though beer was the thing that made me confident at that time. If it wasn't for it I would've crawled like a centipede into the bed and cried to myself while he might have passed out.
I don't even know how yesterday happened. I don't know how Harry happened to me.
Harry was the only thing and everything I have thought about the whole week. Everything I see now reminds me somehow of him.
The way his lips moved on mine. They way he kissed my jawline, making me forget of everything happening on this planet. The way he licked the spot repeatedly that made me moan. The way he snaked his hands around my body. The way he sucked on the skin my neck. The way our body's tangled up. The way he is so perfect. The way I am.. nothing in comparison to him.
Why did I let him do this to me? I knew it before hand that I wouldn't be able to handle it, but I never thought anything like that happening to me.
Never.
Especially with him.
I knew I would want more of him. That I couldn't get.
And I didn't want him to be in a bad light because of me. I know how everyone thinks of me. And I would never ever want anyone thinking of him in a negative way. I bet there are many other girls that are head over heels for him, would do anything to interact with him. I used to be one of them.
He is perfect, always been. And I'm crap, always been.
(This was a dramatic and boring chap. I know I know. After reading those chapters this is really boring I understand lol ;) btw thank you for the birthday wishes <3 I had a great one! :) )
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