Midnights.

Chapter 22 - I'm worried of.. Him?

CHAPTER 22

Harry’s expression is full of anger, and I guess there’s no logical reason for that. His thumb scrolls over me and Niall’s text-messages. I stand up and give an attempt to grab my phone back. ‘’Harry, what the fuck?’’ I shout. Looking utterly pissed off, Harry shouts back. ‘’Don’t you dare to grab it back!’’

Anger starts overwhelming me, making me yell even louder. ‘’Excuse me? It’s my phone, why do you touch it anyway?’’ As I end my words my fingers pull my phone even stronger. Harry keeps resisting, and my phone ends up falling down to the cold floor. The battery also goes out from the phone, making me more feel pissed off.

‘’WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, HARRY? WHAT HAVE YOU D-‘’

‘’What have I done? You were texting with Niall, meanwhile I was cooking for, us!’’ Harry looses idea on what else to say. Half laughing, I look at him with a funny look.

‘’So what? Anything wrong with that? And sorry you were the one who asked me to take a rest.’’ I reply. Harry’s eyes are burn with something I can’t explain. Out of a sudden Harry pushes my body and immediately pins me to the wall afterwards. He looks directly into my eyes, with an intense eye gaze. His lips whisper to my ears, ‘’There’s so many wrong things.’’ He doesn’t even cut any of our eye contact. ‘’And what did you say? Womanizer? No, I’m not a womanizer baby.’’ He ends his words with his lips smashing mine harshly, creating another wild kiss. I can’t resist this, and I loathe to know this. Harry’s crotch grinds mine in a harsh and quick pace, sending shivers down to my sensitive organ. I’ve never felt something like this before.

‘’I’m jealous baby..’’ Harry says under his heavy breath. ‘’You just have to understand that.’’

He grinds my crotch even more faster. I can feel him hardening again, and I feel some strange sensation since I know I’m the one who makes him feel like this. Once again my healthy mind appears and I widen my eyes in shock. My hands push Harry by the chest and I shout again.

‘’What the fuck Harry, you’re nobody to me and how come do you say that you’re jealous? I was just texting with Niall. Go.. Go.. Go out! Why did I let you stay in my house anyway?’’ My hands are on my hair, showing that I’m frustrated. Harry really drives me insane, in a really bad way. He holds my hand, his green eyes looking deeply into mine as if he needs to explain something. ‘’Luna, I got jealous because..’’

‘’Stop it Harry. Now you better go outside before my hand ends up slapping your damn face again!’’ I yell as I release my hand out from him and open the door afterwards.  I push his body from my bedroom to the front door, with him whining like a kid. He is so childish, and my thought about he changing for me is a total mistake. He holds my hand again, ‘’Luna, please listen to me first..’’

I release his hand from mine. ‘’I say just the fuck go out, Harry! There’s nothing to explain. This all is just plain.. Stupid!’’ My hand opens the door handle and pushes his body out to the creeping cold midnight air.

I immediately lock the door, ignoring Harry’s plead to go back to my house. He keeps knocking the door desperately. I refuse to care. I sit down with my back leaned against the door, my ears listening curiously to Harry’s words.

‘’Luna, you don’t even know that I feel something different!’’ I hear Harry desperately shouts. ‘’Please just understand!’’

I know that his shoutings will surely bother my neighbors’ sleeping time but I don’t really care. I won’t let him in again, anyway. Why did I even agree to work with him?

I eventually stand up and walk to the kitchen in a desperate need of a glass of cold water. I need to clear my messed-up mind. Just as I pass the dining table my nose smells something delicious. Curious. I walk to the dining table, only to find two bowls of soup ready to be served. My stomach suddenly growls as my hungriness hits me again. Without thinking twice I spoon myself with the delicious warm liquid. It feels warm, and so delicious. I spoon myself with more and I end up spending the whole bowl by myself. The soup tastes so delicious, and I almost forget that Harry was the one who cooked this. Harry? I almost choke as my brain mentions his name. I put my bowl and spoon to the sink, quickly run to the front door. Just when I almost unlock the door, I get a dillema. What will he possibly do if I let him come in my house again? Probably we will end up fighting again, because of my stupid temper. I sigh, sitting again with my back leaned against the door. My mind keeps on replaying Harry’s words just about 45 minutes ago, making my heart flutter with no particular reason.

‘’I’m jealous baby.. You just have to understand that.’’

I still can’t understand why he is ‘jealous’. We just know each other for about three days or less but all these stupid things has hit me. The condition is worsened as Harry keeps on expressing his feelings towards me. This sounds so stupid, and I’m not ready to face this all.

What if Harry really loves me, and that he wants me? The question on my mind goes unanswered as the scenes of me and Harry kissing on the sofa this evening lingers on my brain. Why can’t I resist him?

More questions are scattered on my mind as I slowly go to sleep, too tired to think anymore further.

***

The next morning I wake up with my head being in the middle of my bented knees. I gasp in shock as I notice that it’s been 11 A.M. I can’t believe I wake up late these days. I’m a morning person, and I’m not used to be lazy like this.

‘’I’m here?’’ I ask to myself. Oh, I thought. The flashbacks of me asking Harry to go out ruin my mind again. Harry?

When my thoughts mention his name I stand up and unlock the door at once. My eyes widen in shock as I find the curly-headed boy laying on the floor just in front of the door. I also notice some girls taking their phones out and screaming- of course they are Harry’s fans and what a perfect opportunity this is to take pictures of Harry sleeping. But for me, it’s so rude. They should’ve brought Harry somewhere right, so that Harry can sleep properly?

‘’Go out please. He needs a rest, and taking pictures of him in his tired state is not so good. Go away!’’ I shout as I look into the group of excited girls. They boo at me and run, leaving me and Harry alone.

Once they’re gone, I sit down just near Harry’s head. I take a good look at his sleeping figure. He still looks so calm, despite the condition of him sleeping in a very ‘cruel’ way like this. I feel a bit guilty of making him sleep here last night. I smile, deciding to wake him up and probably make him a cup of coffee to pay my sin.

‘’Harry, wake up.’’ I say softly as I gently shake his body. He doesn’t move. I frown and I shake his body harder in a hope that he will wake up. He still doesn’t wake up. I look at his face and notice some dried tears scattered on his cheeks. What the hell? I put my palm of hand on his forehead and gasp once I feel that his forehead is so hot. Is he sick? I begin to get worried.

‘’Harry, Harry! Wake up!’’ I say. I’m so worried by now.

After five minutes, Harry’s conciousness comes back. He opens his eyelids, revealing his eyes being all red. He looks at me as if he’s not believing what’s happening. With his low, raspy voice, he speaks softly.

‘’L-Luna?’’

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