Next To Love [Book 2]

Chapter 10 : Back Again *

Melanie

I couldn't sleep.

It was around two in the morning and I haven't been able to get a single minute of rest. I can't sleep in this bed; Harry and Samira's bed. I just can't do it, it feels absolutely disgusting to even think of what they've done on this mattress.

I look to my right where Harry lays besides me. Lightly breathed snores exit through his parted, dry petal pink lips, his eyelashes delicately kissed his pale cheeks, preventing me from admiring his shiny green emeralds in all their glory.

As I removed the satin bedsheets from my bare body then place my toes on the cold, hardwood floor all I could do was hope and pray that Harry wouldn't wake up and spot me leaving his bedroom.

I search for my undergarments and I easily find my bra so I clip it on, but my panties are not in sight, the dark, dim lighting not helping my situation one bit. I grab my jeans from the ground quietly and make a hastily, silent run for it out his room. I hope that those panties stay hidden, wherever it was that they landed, and I pray to god Samira never finds them. I had no time to look for them, and obviously I had no hope finding them in the dark, so all was left to do was leave his house in total.

I make it down the steps to the main, middle floor. I pick up my t-shirt that was carelessly tossed on the floor and slipped it on right after. Wearing jeans without any panties was quite a rough and uncomfortable feeling, but this is what I get for being not thinking and in the process being unfaithful and reckless.

Lastly, I retrieve my heels and decide to walk outside without them on because that would surely cause loud clinking. I throw my coat on right after I close the large, mahogany door after me. I take careful steps down his front porch on my tippy toes as I hastily call up an uber in the midst of it.

Your uber will arrive in twenty minutes.

This night has gone so swell for me. Note my sarcasm.

It's absolutely freezing outside and there was no going back inside because I locked the door after me. There was nothing I could do but let time slowly pass by as I try any method I know to try and warm up, but nothing works.

After what seemed like a time freezing eternity, a navy blue Toyota finally pulls up with an uber sticker attached to it and I don't hesitate one bit before hoping inside to finally receive my well needed warmth.

Fortunately, there wasn't much traffic at two in the morning, but considering we live in the city that is known to never sleep we still weren't sweeping through the streets either. I arrive to my dorm a little less than a half hour later and immediately fall on my much anticipated for mattress.

I kick my shoes off but I don't even bother to get undressed because I was simply too tired and exhausted to move another muscle. My inner thighs, behind, and south region were aching, but luckily not at a high point. I know this wasn't as hard Harry could have taken me, but I'm glad he didn't preform full on master or anything crazy.

Once I was indulged within my soft, comfy covers my tired, red eyes were instantly covered by my heavy lids and I was finally able to get some proper rest.

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The next morning I was awoken by a chorus of vibrations.

As I slowly opened my eyes my vision was blurry and the sun shining through my large dorm room window didn't necessarily help the ache in my eyes. I sat up and rubbed them a little and when I pulled my hands away there were smeared lines of black mascara from last night on them.