Goodnight

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Hi! Sorry I haven't updated in a little while! So here you go!

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Katie's POV

Here I was hurt once more. From the same person, Harry. My mood changed from happy to mad. How could I have let myself fall for Harry? How could he do that to me? It's all for my career and its official. Now, the name had a disgusting flavor to it. Hatred to it. A danger to it. I have to keep my distance from Harry. I can't believe I wanted to kiss him in the photo booth.

I lost my appetite from Harry, and I had no thoughts of dinner tonight. He had to go there. He had to say that about me and my relationship with my parents. He tore me down once more, and this time I can't break up with him.

I washed up in the bathroom. I went into the shower feeling the massaging steaming water run down my back. I let my stress free as I sat down crying in the shower. Everything hurt me. I wanted to forget it. I wanted to let it all go. I wish I was friends with Harry. I wished I never had a bad past with him. I wish it wasn't this hard.

I wrapped my body in a towel. I felt it slipping from my body as I ran into the bedroom looking for my sleep clothes. I opened the closet. Nothing. I checked the dressers. Just some clothes. Where are my shorts and shirt? Natalie really could have organized this better. I don't know where anything is. Ugh. My towel is slipping, and I need to find something to wear.

Finally! I found my undergarments. I dropped my towel slipping them over. Now where are my sleepwear! I rumaged through every dresser I could find including every closet door. Ugh!

Exhausted, I lie on the bed scrunching my wavy brown hair. Why can't I find my pajamas?

"I can't find my sleepwear! I have to sleep with a jerk! I have to live here! And I still can't find it!" I grunted.

I sat up on the edge of the bed as Harry was standing in the doorway. Did he hear everything? Like I cared.

My face blushed a deep red. I was only in my undergarments. I felt his eyes scan my body up and down in pleasure.

I quickly tried to cover myself in the sheets at the edge of the bed, and fell off.

*Thump!

My back hit the floor hard. Ouch. Ugh.

"Harry get out!" I shouted trying to cover my body with my arms. Useless. Helpless. I let my arms uncover because they didn't cover anything.

I tried to get up. I felt a soreness in my back. Ouch. It was a little bruised possibly. Or maybe just a little red. Ugh. I can't get up. And NO I am not asking Harry. The floor isn't so bad. Just a little hard. A little cold without blankets. I can survive for the night.

"You need help. Let me help you Katie." Harry said.

He made his way to the floor where I was laying down half exposed. I could feel his eyes stop and stare at certain points. I rolled my eyes.

"I don't need help. I can be on the floor for tonight." I stated.

And then again. I really can't. Im already starting to feel shivers.

Ignoring my statement he stood over me going lower over my body. He was now on top of me. Oh no.

"Harry get off of me! Please! Just stop! You're no help!" I shouted in his face.

I felt his breath tickle my face. His green eyes were locked on mine. How amazing those were. Such gorgeous green orbs. Seducing. Those curls. Getting attractive. I had an urge to run my fingers through them.

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