Addicted ||h.s|| {ON HOLD FOR ANOTHER MONTH}

twelve// i want to

When Harry walked through the doors I immediately jumped up from the couch my eyes going wide. "Harry! I-I thought you were going out?" I stammer.

"I was but I forgot my wallet." he said before looking over at his Mum. "You called my mum?" he says, his voice emotionless.

"Well hello to you too baby." his mum beams at him and he raises his hand to silence her. Her mouth opens but she quickly closes it.

"What makes you think you could call my mum and sit here with here having a fucking tea party?" he asked, his voice raising.

"I didn't call your Mum! You told me your Mum was dead for crying out loud!" I say my voice raising just as equally.

"You think just because I have fucked you a few times you can get in my business? We've fucked! Okay doesn't mean I want you in my damn business all the time!" he screamed.

"Harry!" his Mum shouts.

"Let me tell you something Brianna, you need to stay out of my fucking life okay? I only fucked you because it looked like you needed a good fuck, not because I care about you, I could care less about you and your damn cheating fiancé. You were nothing but a lazy fuck." he says. Ouch.

"Harry that's enough.."

I know Harry and I have just fucked a few times, but I thought, I thought I at least mean something to him. I know I shouldn't have got involved with him, I knew it would end badly. I knew it. I actually started to care about him and I thought he did too..

I hold my tears that are brimming my eyes as I walk over to pick up my laptop off the coffee table. I look at his mom who is giving me a sympathetic look and over to Harry who has a cold hard glare toward me.

I walk toward the door and then out the door without another word.

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~His POV~

"Harry that was not necessary.."

"Mum what are you doing here?" I ask sitting on the couch trying to calm myself.

"Harry why did that girl tell me that you said I was dead? I am not dead dear, you need to stop telling people that okay?"

"Why did you come here?"

"Well, you haven't been answering my calls, I haven't seen you in about a month and I missed you! With Gem being at UNI and you here 2 hours away from me I get lonely."

I don't answer her. I take a sip of whatever was in the cup that was sitting on my coffee table. It tasted of coke and vodka. "Harry have you been taking your pills lately?" she asked, I look up and she is studying my face carefully.

"Yes." I answer and gulp down the rest of the coke, it burning as it went down my throat quickly.

She nods. "Guess who I ran into the other day? Jamie Wilson!" she says. I freeze and look up at her.

"She's doing lovely you know, and she had Jo's baby with her! He's gotten so big Harry! You should really go to see how they are doing after, well you know.."

"Fuck no absolutely not." I say.

"Well how are you doing about it all, I mean we haven't got to talk about it really.."

"There's nothing to say about it." I speak. She sighs, knowing I wont say anything else.

"Okay well anyways, who was that girl? Brianna? And why were you speaking to her like that. Harry I raised you better than that.."

"She's no one, she means nothing but a simply fuck anyways." I say.

"Harry.."

"What? What am I supposed to do drop to a knee and purpose to her? Mum she's getting married to some dump shit and plus I barely even know her! She just moved here from Australia!" I yell at her, not meaning to yell.

"Harry she still cares about you.." Mum tells me.

"You don't know that."

"If she didn't care, if she was just some 'whore' as you portrayed her to be, she wouldn't have that glint in her eyes and she would probably never  talk to you again, but I can almost guarantee you, if you go to her house right now and maybe I don't know, stop being such a dick and apologize she might, just maybe forgive you."

"Mum you don't understand that she is getting fucking married and no matter how many times I have tried she wont leave him for me some fucked up kid."

"That's because she wants you to prove it to her." I don't say anything as I watch my mother stand and collect her things. "I'll be leaving now, but I will be expecting a call soon."

....

It felt so good to feel the familiar feeling rush through my blood. I lean my head back on the couch relaxing as I let the feeling take over for the short amount of time. It has been a about two weeks or so since I have last injected and to be honest, it felt fucking great doing it right now.

I new the feeling wouldn't last forever, so when the feeling came to an end, I stood up from my couch, not to quickly, not wanting to get dizzy. I stand up and make my way to the kitchen and pull out a fresh vodka bottle. Pouring myself a small glass and drinking it down slowly.

It has been 5 hours since my mom had been here, making it just around 9 o'clock right now. I had been doing this for the last hour, injecting, drinking, then a smoke, a few pills, then repeat. It calms me, and takes my mind off different things.

Deciding this would be my last pill of the night, I walk toward the door, and walked out in one swift movement. I was not drunk nor high, thanks to one of the pills I had taken. It's not supposed to be used for my reasons, but that's how I used them.

I walked down the hallway and knocked on her door. Not even knowing what I was going to say to her or even him if they even answered.

The door opens and I look up meeting her eyes. I see her tense up and I sigh. "What?" she asks.

"I'm sorry.." I say.

"I bet you are." she says as she begins to close the door. I stop it quickly with my foot.

"Look I just felt like I owe you and explanation."

"That's the least you owe me." she whispers as she opens the do letting me in. Surprising me.

I follow her to the couch and sit next to her. My mind was fizzy and I wasn't sure what I was going to say yet but had an idea. "I-I'm sorry Brianna one for yelling at you. I think I yelled at you because I feel myself I don't know never mind this is stupid. Fuck I don't even know what I am here.." I say and stand up. She stands up to and stops me grabbing my hand.

"It's not stupid, continue.." she whispers. I look at her deep blue eyes, and slowly, slowly wrap my arms around her waist. She lets me, her lips parting slightly.

"I-well I feel myself falling for you and I cant, remember when I called you my addiction?" she nods her head. "You are my addiction fuck, I cant fall for another addiction, but you, your different than any one.." I say and lean into her, my lips almost on hers.

"I know I cant do this, that I shouldn't do this, but I want to.."

"No one is stopping you.." I whisper, my lips brushing over hers. She gasps and connects our lips together. A spark going all through my body. She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me closer to her as I slip my tongue into her mouth slowly.

The kiss is different than one we have ever shared. Its passionate and full of lust, from the both of us.

"Brianna?"

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