Off The Ice

Chapter 8

Before I can think straight I rise from my chair and march over in Harry's direction, leaving all of my stuff back with the girls. I hear them calling my name but I ignore them and keep walking. Once I am three feet from the two I sink into my left hip and cross my arms, waiting for him to notice me. It takes a good five seconds and when he does his eyes widen and he pushes the girl off. "I'm not just some play toy for when you get bored?" I snap. 

"Sutton I-"

"What the hell is she doing here?!" The girl shrieks. 

"For God's sake, shut the fuck up, Karly!!" He yells. The girl, Karly, looks taken aback and narrows her eyes.

"Fine, just remember that the next time you call me in the middle of the day for sex." She fires, turning on her heel and storming away. "Not even classy enough for a late night booty call." She mutters as she distances herself from the two of us further.

"Let me get this straight. When you left my house, you called Karly to have sex? Really Harry?"

"I-"

"I knew I was right. You were just bullshitting me to get me to have sex with you and do coke with you in the bathroom. You wanted another Karly. Well guess what; you're not getting one you sick, selfish bastard!!" I raise my right hand to slap him for the second time today and this one is successful. My hand stings and his cheek is sprouting the color of red. I turn to walk away but he grabs my arm and whips me around to face him. "Let go of me!!" I yell. Unfortunately no passerbys pay attention to us so I'm left to fight for myself.

"NO!! Not until you listen to me!!" 

"What is there to listen to?! Let me guess, you're gonna tell me you thought of me the whole time, that it was a mistake and you were just mad? Am I close?"

"Sutton-"

"Save it. Don't waste your breath on more lies." I spit before yanking my arm free and turning around.

"Mary!!!" He yells. I stop dead in my tracks. 

I spin back around and narrow my eyes before marching up to him. "I told you. To stop. CALLING ME THAT!!!" His only response is placing his hand on the small of my back and pulling me into his warm, strong body. He pushes his lips on mine and I try to squirm free but he keeps me still in my position. Obviously he let me pull away earlier. 

After a second I forget what I'm trying to run away from and melt into him. I start to kiss him back as my mouth opens to let his tongue in and I place my fingers through his hair. His free hand moves up to the back of my neck while his right arm keeps my back secure against his stomach. I can feel his lungs contracting like crazy, indicating he's breathing faster than normal. His muscles are hard against my toned stomach and my boobs are pressed up against his chest, creating as little space as possible between us. 

He turns us around and walks us backward until I gently hit the wall he was aiming for. After a few seconds I remember where we are and instantly push him off. "What the hell are you doing?" I ask, trying to sound as appalled as possible even though I'm a little high off adrenaline. 

"Don't act like you didn't want me to. You wanted me to kiss you just now and you wanted me to kiss you this morning. Why is it so hard to admit that you're as attracted to me as I am to you?"

"We're not attracted to each other because if you really like me you wouldn't have called Karly."

"I didn't call Karly for sex. She thinks I did, but I didn't. When I asked her if she wanted to hang out she thought that's what it meant. I think the coke is getting to her brain."