A Different Love

Chapter 2

We entered the new bar called Karma. It doesn't have a great first impression on Harry and I considering we can't breathe from all the smoke. Smoke?

They let people smoke in bars? I wouldn't know, I don't visit bars often. I wonder if Harry actually likes bars. Why did I want to come here?

"Are you drinking tonight?" Harry asks over the loud music.

"I don't even really like this place... There's girls that are practically naked running everywhere and perverts are staring at me. Some girls are staring at us too, like that short blonde haired girl over there" I yell back.

Harry looks over to the girl that I said was staring at us. She was more like staring at Harry. 'Yeah he's hot and he's mine. Bitch.' I thought to myself.

"Such a damn party pooper." He tells me.

Seriously?

"I'm leaving. You're already being a dick and you haven't even drank anything yet." I tell him while walking towards the door.

"Bye" Harry yells to me as I leave the bar.

What the actual fuck? Why is he staying? Why is he letting me out of his sight?

I drive home speeding the whole way because I was so mad. Was he up to something? It's 10:41pm now, if he's not home by 11:30pm I'm going to be pissed.

He doesn't have a vehicle to drive home. We rode together to the bar. SHIT. I should've ever brought up going to that stupid bar.

I guess I'll text him and tell him I'm about to come get him, even though I've only been home for 7 minutes.

To: Harry :)

Can I come get you now?

It feels like forever since I sent the text. It's been 3 minutes. If he doesn't answer....

'Ding ding'

My phone goes off and it's a text...

From: Harry :)

He's having too much fun with me. I'll bring him home later. ;)

Who is he having 'too much fun' with?

I drive back to Karma and I instantly spot the back of a familiar figure. Harry.

In front of him sits a girl. That short blonde haired girl that was staring at us earlier.

What. The. Fuck.

I got out the car, and walked straight to them.

"What you want? Why are you here?" Harry slurred his words.

"I'm here to get you. Go get in the car, NOW." I yelled at Harry.

"And who the fuck are you?"

I asked this blonde bitch who was 2 inches away from Harry.

"That's for me to know, and for you to find out." She winked at me.

I just grabbed Harry's arm pulling him to the car, ignoring the girl I was talking to. Who is she? How do they know each other?

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I woke up from the sound of my alarm clock. 6:00am. I forgot to turn it off for the weekend. Shit that thing was annoying. I leaned over and turned if off. I noticed something was missing... No one was in the bed with me. I put Harry to sleep in his bed with me when we got home from the bar, where is he?

My thoughts were interrupted by the front door quietly opening and shutting. I assume it's Harry getting home from wherever he was, so I lay down and act as if I am still sleeping.

He opens the bedroom door as careful as he can, I guess trying not to wake me up. He climbs back in the bed slowly but surely.

I turn over acting like I just woke up.

"Where have you been?" I ask Harry, pretending to yawn.

"I- I-, no where. I've been here, with you." He says hesitantly.

"Okay... Whatever." I tell him. Little does he know, I know that he went somewhere that was a secret. But where? At 6AM?

"So you want to start explaining what that shit was at Karma last night? Why you told me bye after I said I was leaving? And when I texted you, someone else texted back for you? And why was that slut all over you outside of the bar when I came to pick you up?" I ask too fast, I didn't want to stop. I was mad.

"I told you bye because.. Well, I don't know. And that girl was a friend." He tells me.

"What about the text? Who did that?" I ask, noticing he didn't answer that question.

"I guess it was her, or someone else." He says, looking down.

"What do you mean her or someone else? Were you messing with multiple girls? How do you not know? What were y'all doing?" I ask too fast, once again. I don't care, I need answers.

"I don't know Jada stop asking all these fucking questions. I was just having fun." He says sternly. Ouch.

"I thought I could trust you." I say looking down, I'm pretty upset now.

"Trust isn't a strong trait in this relationship, now is it?" He says.

Well... The truth really does hurt.