Gold Digger H.S

Eleven

Even though I've been to Harry's house multiple times this time was different. There wasn't any butlers running around or any maids cleaning. It was just Harry and I, "Are you hungry?" Harry asks me.

"Just a little, maybe a snack will be fine." He nods and disappears into the kitchen. I take notice of his house. I never really got to look around the other times I'd been here, there were few pictures of Madison and Harry. They looked pretty young in the photos, there was not very much decor. The walls were a plain grey color, it didn't feel at home. There was no clutter, there was no pictures of their lives. Just two pictures, one on their wedding day and one that they look super young in.

"That was taken in high school," Harry's voice interrupts my thinking. "Yeah?" I ask turning around. He had some chips dip and wine.

"I look kinda stupid in that picture but it's the last time I was truly happy." He tells me truthfully. "Why?" I wonder out loud. I didn't expect him to answer but he did.

"It was our senior year of high school, the last couple of days left in school. She knew I wanted to become a business man and own my own place so I proposed. I didn't want to be thirty and single for not taking the chance. We were married after my first year in collage, a couple months after we broke it off. I became famous and suddenly she was back in my life. The girl I thought I loved was no longer there, we grew up together so I thought maybe I owed her that, only now instead of being happily married I'm just miserable." Harry tells me, by now we were sitting on the couch drinking wine.

I felt bad for Harry, it was like he was pressured into marrying Madison. "What about you?" He asks me. "You have no boyfriend and your just not interested?"

"Well, I can't have kids. I had a boyfriend and he purposed, the day of the wedding I had a doctors appointment to go to. Naturally I went since I would be gone the month after for our honeymoon. We both wanted kids, him more than me, I found out I just wasn't able to conceive kids. I texted him after and he said he was okay with it, but at the alter during the vows right before we were married he said he couldn't marry me because he wanted kids and I couldn't have any. He left me at the alter, I was broken. So I went home that weekend, I didn't want to be at Noah and I'd apartment I wanted to be home. It was my sisters birthday weekend, she had this huge party in our parents house. My mom told me to go find her," I got quiet for a second thinking back on the day.

It was the day my sister began hating me, I almost started crying again at the thought. Harry notices my quietness. "You don't have to continue," Harry comments. He actually seemed like he cared for the fact that I was still hurt over the past.

"Okay," I spoke quietly. He refills my drink and I chug it down. It's complete silence as we drink our drinks, once in a while I'd say something stupid or Harry would say something stupid. I believe it was the wine, we had already downed two bottles working on our third when it happened.

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I wake up to a bright light on my face and a pounding head ache. I groan and go to turn over only to be face to face with Harry. "Oh god," I groan quietly. His hair was a mess, but he slept peacefully. My dress was on the other side of what I assumed was his bedroom. I lift the covers praying I was at least in underwear but I wasn't. Neither was Harry...

I quietly got out of bed and pulled on my underwear and bra, then I snoop through his drawers to find sweats and a sweater. I almost died at his scent, I thought for a monument pretending I was his girlfriend and he let me barrow his clothes.

I quietly go down stairs, put on my heels that didn't match what I was wearing and called a cab.

I was sore, I had a headache, and I had sex with Harry.

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Walking into the apartment after the cab ride home wasn't fun. I thought maybe Louis and Noah would've slept in but I was wrong. They were sitting on the couch eating breakfast, I think. "Look who finally came home," Noah says with a smirk on his face. "How was Harry's? You look like a train wreak," he finishes before Louis butts in.

"And you smell like sex," Louis adds in. "Shut up, okay. We had a little to much to drink and I'm not exactly proud of it." I tell him with a sarcastic tone. "Was it good?" Louis asks, wanting more details. "Ew, more like how do you feel?"

"I don't know if it was good! I just woke up naked and really really sore. What do I do? I just left his place without waking him and I had sex with a married man." I sit in between them feeling desperate.

"What even happened? One point your talking to my mom the next your telling me your leaving with Harry," Noah mentions. "He wanted to hang out, I just don't know what to do. I'm disgusted yet I really want to see him again." And that was the truth.

They both went back to watching tv and I got up to shower. I've never been one to take long showers but today I did. I let the warm water hit me and make me feel warm inside.

I wanted my parents to love me like they loved my sister. I wanted a boyfriend that was okay with who I am. And most importantly, I wanted Harry.

At this point I didn't care if he was married to Madison, he said it himself he isn't happy. What if I could make him happy? Make him feel like he use to. Being with Harry made me happy, he was frustrating but also really caring.

Once I get out of the shower I give Gemma a text asking if we could hang out. By time I had on sweats and a sweater she had texted back "sure" and gave me her apartment. It was only a couple doors down.

"You know, I was starting to think you wouldn't text," she teases me answering the door. "Well, I've been caught up with work and my friends boyfriend was meeting the parents."

"Right, your friend is Noah. He's gay correct?" I walk in and take a seat giving her a weird look. "How do you know?"

"I met him a couple weeks back, thought he was flirting but later saw him kissing his boyfriend. I'm very good at reading people. I can also tell you have something your holding back."

"I do, god I'm just so stressed." I tell her, she goes into the kitchen and brings out a cup of tea. It was a friendly gesture but I was thankful for it. I had a headache still from my hangover, I had taken some medicine right before coming over. By now my hangover was gone, at least I think so.

"So what's got you stressed?" Gemma asks me. "It's a long story," I tell her truthfully. "Well, good thing we have nothing better to do in life. "Right," I answer laughing with her. "I met a very annoying guy getting liquor a couple weeks back. Somehow I got caught up in his life because my job required me to, he just so confusing. He cheats on his wife while she's gone, but she knows. It's like he has me in this trance, but I'm okay with it. He is also the guy that I was telling you about when we first met," She nods for me to continue my story.

"Anyways, last night Louis was meeting Noah's parent. They were holding some kind of charity event so I tagged along, I didn't know he would be there. We talked and danced; the next thing I know I'm leaving with him. When we got to his place I almost told him my whole life story, then we got so drunk off wine that we slept together. Yet, I don't regret any of it."

Gemma is quiet, taking everything I've said and thinking it over. "Well you said he asn't happy, that he cheats on his wife all the time. Why don't they just divorce?" "Because she is using him for his money, but he disagrees. He makes me feel a way I haven't felt in a long time." "Who is this guy? I'd like to meet him!" She jokes, I just laugh along.

After that, Gemma and I dropped the subject. Instead, we talked about girl things that I couldn't talk to Noah about becuase he was a boy. "You should meet my brother though, he is so cute." Gemma tells me, I give her a strange look. "Are you trying to set me up on a date with your brother?" She just shrugs and gives me the eye.

"Most definitely not! I'm good with my married dude," Gemma laughs as I roll my eyes. "We need to hang out more, I don't have any girlfriends." I tell her, "I'm down for that. I just have my brother, and he doesn't even see me that often." From then it was settled, we were friends and I knew we would hang out more.

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