***Melanie's P.O.V***
I lay on the bed staring up at the ceiling, thinking through what just happened. Harry and I had just had sex. It wasn't rape like the first time, and it certainly wasn't painful. Far from ir. As much as I hate to admit it, I enjoyed it. Every minute of it.
I tried to blame it on Charlie. That I had only let it happen because I was angry, and needed a distraction. But that was a lie. I enjoyed, wanted, Harry to touch me. The way Harry spoke made my stomach tingle, and goose bumps cover my skin.
"Speechless, huh?" Harry smirked, lying on his side, studying me. "I guess i'm just that good!"
"Don't flatter yourself" I grumbled. "I was just..curious." I mumbled.
"Although you were curious to begin with, we both know that you enjoyed it as much as I did." he smirked, brushing a curl out of my eye.
I glanced briefly at him, and rolled my eyes. "Whatever helps you sleep at night." I huffed. "
"Oh, I'm going to sleep blissfully tonight after that workout baby!" he laughed, winking at me.
'You're a pig" I spat, rolling over onto my side. I stared out the window longingly. Wishing to be free again. To be back at home, with Kendall. Curled up on the couch together in blankets watching 'Supernatural'. But all of the was a dream away. That could never happen again. Kendall was dead, and Harry would never let me go home again.
