Three Words| h.s dark

Chapter 4: Back Ground

* 12:42 p.m. *

I slowly open my eyes and examine the door.

I was at my dorm. Alone.

I completely remember last night, although I didn't want to. I want to forget it all.

Harry won't leave my mind. The way his lips felt on mine, the way he touched me. I wanted to feel it all again.

He gave my the sparks and adrenaline rushes. He gave me butterflies. I wanted to never take my lips off of his. I wanted to kiss him forever.

But I can't.

He'll never feel the same. He does it to many times with to many girls to ever feel anything like that.

No. No, Leah. He can't take over your mind. You have to focus on school, learning...

I try my best to push Harry back but he still stays in my thoughts.

My phone goes off, which distract me from my thoughts... for a couple seconds, until I see who it is.

From: Harry

Hey love. You okay still? I had fun last night, by the way ;) -Hx

To: Harry

I'm sure you had a lot of fun. Yeah, I'm fine. I'm sure you don't give a damn anyway.

From: Harry

Alex wasn't as fun as you. I gave you your first orgasm. I'd have to say I'm pretty proud of myself. And obviously I gave a damn, otherwise I wouldn't have saved your ass. -Hx

To: Harry

Just please leave me alone.

From: Harry

No can do, babe. I'm outside your building right now. Hurry up, we'll be late. -Hx

To: Harry

1. I'm not going anywhere with you and 2. Late for what?

From: Harry

1. Get the fuck down here before I come find out and carry you out and 2. It's a fucking surprise. -Hx

To: Harry

You won't find me and I don't like surprises. 

From: Harry

Get the fuck down here. -Hx

To: Harry

Fine. Give me 10 minutes.

He obviously wasn't going to drop it.

I took a shower before I went to the party, so I should be fine... Besides, I don't really care what he thinks of me.

Okay, I do care.

 I slid on a pair of jean shorts and a purple tank top. I quickly brushed through my long hair, then threw it in a pony tail. I put on a thin layer of mascara and concealer. I'd say I looked pretty decent.

I jogged down the stairs and saw Harry standing by the doors to enter the building. He was wearing a black tee and black skinny jeans. He held his lip ring between his teeth and played with his eyebrow piercing.

His hair looked beautiful. 

I wanted to kiss him so bad. 

I started to jog to the doors.