Harry and I went into the building, we walked over to the elevator and went up to his office. When the elevator doors opened up on our floor we walked down the hall and into his office, sure enough the mail sat there were I left it untouched. He went over and picked up her letter while I sat down, he opened it pulling out whatever was inside to instantly drop it looking at me. "What is it?" I asked getting up, he quickly grabbing whatever was in the envelope and throwing it away.
"Nothing important." He said trying to get me to leave the office with him, but I moved away from him and looked in the trash to see that she sent naked pictures of herself to him and instantly I was angry because he was planning on not telling me.
"Why is she sending you naked pictures?" I asked standing up slowly glaring at him.
"To try and win me back I guess." He shrugged.
"Uh huh." I said walking outside of the office towards the elevator.
"You're mad because of something I didn't do?" He questioned me, I turned around looking at him with no emotion.
"I would like to go home and sleep."
Harry didn't say anything but nod his head, we both got in the elevator before Harry pressed the garage level. When the elevator doors opened we both walked silently to the car and got in it, the entire ride home was silent and awkward. When we got home I quickly got out of the car and went upstairs, I walked into the bathroom and locked the door as I got ready for a shower. There was a knock on the door but I didn't answer it as I hopped in the shower.
I took a ten minute shower. When I got out I wrapped a towel around my body walking out to grab clothes but was stopped by Harry sitting on the bed without a shirt on and his head in his hands. "Haz?"
His head shot up and he stared at me, he looked so broken and in this moment I knew I shouldn't be mad at him because some slut was trying to win him back. I walked over to him as he stared up at me, I pushed him back against the bed gently while climbing on top of him.
I leaned down and kissed him softly, he cupped my cheek as his thumb ran lightly across my cheek. "I thought you were mad at me?" he whispered.
"Why would I be mad at you?" I questioned
"Because of what she sent me..." he said trying not to get me mad again.
"I don't care about that."
"You don't?"
"Not when I know you love me."
He smiled leaning up and kissing me, I kissed him back as I felt his hands unwrapped my towel before flipping us over. I giggled as he kissed me everywhere, he smiled pressed his lips to mine. I watched him as he got up and grabbed one of he's shirts pulling it over my head, I laid down not really caring that my hair was still wet. Harry laid next to me and smile while rubbing soft circles into my thigh that was hitched over his waist, he kissed my forehead.
"Why don't you ever tell me about your past?" I asked randomly.
He's face changed and I felt the walls that were just down going back up as he stared at me. "Because I don't want too."
"But I've shared my past with you." I answered looking at him silently begging him to tell me about his past. His deep dark place that has fucked him over, I can see that even if he doesn't tell me but what I want to believe is the reason he doesnt want to talk about it. It hurt me inside to know that something from his past has messed him up, no no I don't want to say he's messed up because he's not but I can't explain it any other way.
"Yeah I get that and I'm glad you did, but mine is much worse than yours and I dont want to drag you into that." he said coldy.
Here we go again.
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Teen Fiction"You don't need someone to complete you...You only need someone to accept you completely." ♡ Jessica Tucker moved to London to escape her terrible past. She's hardly selfish ever and told herself a long time ago...