Impure Affair {h.s.}

twenty nine

Rose.

I woke up with a pounding headache and blurry vision that quickly adjusted to my surroundings.

"Harry." My throat was dry and my cheeks were wet, I must've cried in my sleep.

I recognized the setting around me and I was back in Harry's room.
"Ha-"

"Good morning." He walks out of the bathroom, a white towel wrapped around his waist with a wide smile and dimples that popped.

I couldn't talk anymore so I frantically pointed to my throat. He tilted his head in confusion then soon realized I needed some water.
He leaves the room then comes back with an ice cold water bottle in hand.

"Good morning." I replied with a weak smile.
His smile faded and a small pout appeared.

"You were crying in your sleep princess." He strokes my cheek with his thumb, focusing his eyes on the movement of his finger. His green eyes shot down to mine and sent chills down my back.
"Did you have a nightmare?"

"I don't really remember much." My brows came together as I tried my best to think of what happened last night.

My eyes looked into his and went wide. I left his house so how did I end up back here?
"Harry, I could've sworn I left your house last night."

"And why would you do that?" He sounded offended and hurt.
"Nothing important. I just remembered that I fell asleep in Scarlet's bed and now I'm back here."

"It was probably just your dream."
I shook my head and stood up.

"No, I left here I remember that. When I was there, I came across this 'monster'."

"Maybe that monster in your dream is what caused your tears." He shrugged and I shook my head even more.
"No Harry, I know what happened and you did something."

"For the last time it was a dream Rose. Now are you hungry?"
He asked me while walking into his closet to find something to wear and I stomped into the closet to confront him.

"It was real, something happen and you had something to do with it." He rolled his eyes while pulling up his dress pants.

"I didn't do anything Rose." He mumbles but wasn't able to look me in the eye as he spoke. He grabbed a dress shirt and buttoned it.
I screamed when I realized I wasn't getting anywhere with this conversation.
"Rose!" Harry said angrier than before.

"I'm just so frustrated! You're not admitting something to me and we both know it!"

"I told you I didn't do shit so why don't you believe me?!" Fed up with his nonsense I pulled his head down by his hair and touched all over it.
"What are you doing?!" He tried to pull my hands away but I wouldn't let him.
My hand landed on a bump and my eyes went big.
"It was you." I let go of him in shock and backed away.

"What are you talking about?" He asked as he fixed his hair in the closet mirror. I stood behind him and watched him carefully.
"I did go to Scarlet's house and you were the one who broke in."

"None of that happened Rose!" He shouted at me while putting on his suit jacket.

"Then explain the bump on your head!"
He goes quiet before he turns around slowly then sighs

"I sleepwalk, I must've done it again last night. Isabella saw me and watched me accidentally hit my head on something."

"Bull. Shit."

"Fine then go ask her!"
And I do so.
I leave him in his closet and rush down the stairs of his house to meet Isabella in the kitchen.

"Goo-"

"Where was Harry last night?" I asked, cutting her off which took her by surprise.

"He was here like always. Why?"

"Was he sleep walking?"
The kitchen door swung open and in walked a Harry still trying to finish doing his tie. I look back at Isabella but her eyes were on him.

"Isabella!"

"Sorry what was that?"

"Was he sleep walking?"

"Oh, yeah he does it all the time. You just never hear him because he's very quiet."

"Told you." His arms wrapped around me and his lips met my neck. His smiled formed once again making me roll my eyes.

"Let go of me." I tugged and pulled out of his grip but he kept on leaving butterfly kisses on my neck.

"Isabella you may leave."
She nods firmly.
"Thank you sir." And she leaves.

I suddenly felt my waist hit the side of a counter. I wailed a bit as Harry continued to nibble and bite on my neck.

"I know you're angry." He picked me up and sat me down on the counter.
"Can I relieve you of that tension?" His hands crept under the boxers I borrowed from him.
I wanted him to but I refused, I was still upset, he was lying.
"Baby?" He moves my head and makes me look him right in the eyes that were worried.
"Can I?"

"No." I whisper.
I push him out of the way and get down from the counter, trying to walk myself out but his hand is what stopped me.
"Rosalina." He softly said my name. "You know I hate it when you call me that."

"I'm going to work soon and I don't want us to leave each other angry."

"I don't care Harry, you lied to me."

"What else do I need to do to prove that I was here?"

"I don't know." I mumble then tug my hand out of his grip, leaving him to sulk in the kitchen.

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