Chapter 17- Merry Christmas (part two)

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Harrys pov

I walk into the bathroom and lock the door.

How did this happen?

I look in the mirror.

I have scratches on my neck and down my back.

Why was I so drunk.

I look at me neck.

There's a love bite.

Great.

Now how am I going to hide this shit.

I groan.

Why can't this be a dream?

I wonder.

I splash cold water on my face. Trying to see if it is really all a dream.

I look at my reflection in the mirror.

It wasn't a dream.

And I don't know how to fix this shit.

I go back into my bedroom to find Jessica lying awake.

She looks horrible and hungover.

She has an evil smirk on her face.

"Have fun last night then?" She questions with a laugh at the end.

I shake my head no.

"What the fuck!" I groan.

She looks taken back.

And laughs

What is wrong with this girl.

"Babe, we had soo much fun last night. Your moans made me cum so bad for you. You made me scream real loud I'm sure your neighbours could hear." She says with pleasure in her voice.

"Shut the fuck up!" I shout.

"You fucking got me drunk! Made me sleep with you" I point at her.

"Of all the fucking messed up shit you could have done ,you made me sleep with you!" I practically shout

She laughs.

"Honey you enjoyed it as much as I did" she laughs

"Plus I win, I got to you before that little freak did" she says happily.

I look at her.

"This was all a game to you. You got me drunk, spiked my drink. Made me sleep with you and made sure Julie saw all of what you did!" I shout at her.

I can feel my anger boil.

She done this as a fucking game.

Just to prove a point.

She laughs

"Well if I may so myself, I did very well and you didn't exactly put up much of a fight. In fact you begged me to suck you" she exclaims loudly.

I laugh.

"Your something" Is all I say.

"You know you should if seen her face when she seen you kiss me" she adds.

My heart drops.

Julie seen that.

"Her face went pale, eyes watered. She's a real idiot if you ask me." Jessica adds.

My anger has took over now.

"Don't you fucking dare call her an idiot or a freak!" I scream.

I pull the duvet off her.

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