Midnights.

Chapter 9 - Temperaments, temperaments.

CHAPTER 9

‘’So I..’’ I sigh. I don’t even know what to tell to Harry. 10 minutes passed and yet I still haven’t told Harry anything about my photography life.

‘’What? 10 minutes and you just went thinking about, your life? Your own life? What’s the very serious matter? You can’t tell me about your own life?’’ Harry asks. I roll my eyes and say, ‘’You ask parallel questions, and the answers to them are, NO.’’

‘’You’re strange, never have I met such a girl like you.’’ Harry teases. I ignore him and I decide to play with my phone. After all probably I don’t need to tell the story of my life to this curly-headed guy.

‘’Are you sure you’re not going to tell me anything?’’ Harry asks suddenly, breaking the ice. ‘’It’ll be a boring car ride, the MetLife Stadium is still so far away from here. And I’m pretty sure you won’t want to stay dead with your phone.’’

‘’Harry seriously you talk to much!’’ I shout. ‘’I’m fine with my phone, and what will you do if I’m not going to tell you the story of my life?’’ Harry seems to be challenged. He glares right to me and says, ‘’I’ll do, what I am supposed to do.’’

I gulp. His green eyes widened and his lips forming a smirk. ‘’I’ll kiss you until your lips get swollen, and until you give up on me and tell me everything.

He grips my hand tight and looks at me with a playful smirk. Those lips, and those lustrous green eyes. They just can’t stop leaving my attention. Harry nears his face down to me and whispers, ‘’I’m giving you one last chance.’’

‘’I don’t-‘’

‘’What did I tell you.’’ Harry says, closing his eyes once he cuts my words. Without any warning he crashes his lips down to mine, making my back pressed at the car window. His hand still gripping mine real tight, giving me an undescribeable sensation. Our bodies are so close, his hard chest pressing my soft one. His kiss is undeniably hot. His hands don’t move to my chest this time but my heart pounds faster than ever as his strong chest is currently pressed onto mine. It’s hard to breath, but I don’t really care. I don’t know whether I really want this, but for sure I don’t want this thing to stop.

Harry darts his tounge repeatedly onto my lips, begging for an entrance. I suddenly realize everything and push his chest apart from mine.

‘’This is too far! What had I done?’’ I curse. Mostly I’m blaming myself for being weak, again. Why does Harry seem to have this spell on me? A spell, that can control me and make me fall right onto him at one second. He chuckles and moves away to his seat. ‘’You were the one who asked me to do it at the first place.’’

‘’What? Me?’’ I say, as the anger starts taking over me. ‘’You were the one who gripped my hand tightly and-‘’

‘’Made you give up? Come on, I know you can’t resist me.’’ Harry says, smirking again. Oh how I hate and love that smirk one at the same time. He adds, ‘’Plus you didn’t want to tell me your story of your life, and I just did what I was supposed to do.’’

‘’I..’’ I lose the words to say. Probably Harry is right, I can’t resist him. But how? It’s just less than a day and I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with him.

‘’What are you even trying to say? Come on Luna, just be honest.’’

‘’What? You tell me to be honest when I honestly, don’t know what I specifically want?’’ I ask angrily. ‘’Harry, you’re the one who forces me to do this and what a stupid side from me to repeat the same mistake!’’ I shout. Harry only laughs and says, ‘’You look bad whilst talking with those swollen lips.’’

‘’N-No, you must be joking!’’ I say, my fingers spontaneously touching my lips. I feel them throbbing. Harry chuckles and says, ‘’Look at the window if you don’t believe me.’’

Without thinking much I look at the window. It’s hard to look at my lips but somehow the car window is slightly reflective. I can see my lips turn swollen and I start whining in such a worry.

‘’This.. This won’t be happened if, you didn’t cause it!’’ I say, pointing to Harry’s direction. He laughs and says, ‘’Oh, should I beg you for a sorry? Oh Luna, Luna Street Fairy Tail, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry for your swollen-‘’

‘’SHUT UP! I SAY, SHUT. UP.’’ I say, still touching my lips. ‘’What would people think about this? What will Olivia say, or suspect? What should I tell them? Oh Harry you’re giving me too much to think!’’

‘’You talk too much, think too negatively, and you’re so.. Overracting.’’ Harry says, responding me blankly. ‘’Just say you accidentally hit the wall or something. Or just speak the truth.’’

‘’What? So I should say to them ‘’the member of the biggest boyband in the world’’ just kissed me until my lips got swollen?’’ I ask, being sarcastic. Just because Harry is a celebrity he doesn’t have the right to kiss me until my lips got swollen like this.

‘’Say it then! I’m so tired of you.’’

I gasp. Who says that I’m not tired of him? I furiously grab my backpack and place it on my shoulder. ‘’Fine then, I shouldn’t have been here anyway! Sir, please just drop me down here!’’ I say, shouting to the driver. Harry grabs my wrist, ‘’Don’t you ever do that, I bet you will get lost in this unknown street.’’

‘’Unknown street? Come on, I’ve been in New York for times and I’m sure I won’t be lost! Sir please drop me here!’’ I shout. I really can’t control my temperament right now.

‘’Oh? But I don’t want you to go.’’

‘’Who cares? Your fans? Will they fucking kill me because I fucking do this? Ha?’’ Harry grabs my wrist and shouts, making me feel shocked.

‘’Could you please be nice for me for such, a day? Two days possibly. I didn’t mean anything, you are the one who kept on thinking negatively ALL THE TIME! You play it all on your fucking damn head. Now can you just sit here real calm and enjoy the fucking ride? I don’t want to spend the rest of our journey to shout and fight. It will go bad for my voice.’’

‘’Harry..’’ I say without actually realizing it. His eye gaze softens and he almost whispers, ‘’Please be nice. I didn’t mean to make you feel mad towards me. I’m not as bad as you think, Luna.’’

My anger and the throbbings on my lips abate. I take a few breaths and Harry takes my hand, kissing it. I look away, feeling slightly shy. Oh damn, never have I felt this tingling feeling in my heart before. ‘’Would you be nice to me? For a day? Or two?’’

I only nod. I don’t know whether I mean this or not.

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