In Hiding // Ricky 'Horror' Olson

The Wax Will Drip As So As Blood

|Harley's POV|

"Jesse, I-I don't know what to say, I'm-" 

"You don't have to say anything, baby doll," he whispered, cupping my face. "You don't have to say anything at all," he then swooped down, capturing my lips with his.

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I slowly walked up the steps- my head down- and into my room only to get pushed up against the door, immediately feeling Ricky's bulge between both my thighs. I gently pushed him away, earning a confused look.

"What's wr- oh," he grimaced, "you didn't break it off like how I had hoped."

"Oh, no, I'm breaking it off." I started, watching him smirk. "But, It's gonna be with you instead." Now it was my turn to smirk as I walked passed him.

"What!? B-but, Harley, what about us?" I turned around, glancing into his blue- almost grey eyes before turning back around with a sigh. "Ricky, I-." I paused, "we won't work out, Ricky. Whatever we have going on, it- it needs to stop. We need to stop." He stood there, mouth agape, staring at me as if I had just killed his mother. He looked as if he was going to cry, only making it harder for me to do this.

"Ricky, I'm leaving." His head shot up, his jaw clenched as a tear fell from his beautiful eyes. He sighed, shaking his head slowly.

"When we were younger, I used to watch you as you slept and think, "damn, she's the one. She's the one I want forever.' I still want you forever, Harley. So, I'm gonna fight. I'm gonna fight for you because I love you and I want you all to myself."