I Wish You Knew [Haylor]

Chapter 55

I can hear Harry's car outside and I'm excited that he's finally home. He's been in work for 24 hours straight and he hasn't come home yet.

I know that he's a celebrity but he has some kind of 'meeting' he told me that he needed to attend and I guess it's just really important.

"Dammit!" He slammed the door open and he slammed it again, it closed with a loud bang and the door shake. Not just the door, I jumped from his anger.

I closed my eyes, releasing my breath that I held because of the sudden shock and I put the fruits down, I was cutting up some fruits for him.

I walked trough the hall to the living room where he sat with his face on his hands and he's still wearing his formal clothes and everything.

"Harry..." I let out his name and he shot up his head to see me with a big smile, a fake weak one. "Why?" I asked him shortly, I know I can't control him now.

"Nothing love." I sat next to me as he said that and I looked at him. My breath are out of control but I'm not losing it, not now.

"What's wrong? Taylor tell me what's wrong?" He looked at me, placing his hand on my cheek and his other hand on my thigh. I shook my head and I took a deep breath then I let it out, loudly.

"Taylor, there's nothing to worry about." He hugged me then he brushed my hair with his fingers, running it slowly and gently trough the loops and I enjoyed it. It calms me down sometimes and it did now.

"Nothing? What is that slamming all about Harry!?" I shouted, I'm not angry, I'm just upset that he's not pretending that he's okay when he's not even okay. Not at all.

"I met Jake, Taylor!" I know there's gonna be something related to him when he's like this. Harry has never been this mad when it's just about work. It was always about Jake. And he's his nightmare. And my nightmare.

"He told me some bullshit and he brought up your name! Who the fuck does he thinks he is?" He shouted, looking at the floor with his hands both inside of mine, squeezing it tightly.

"Why did he brought your name up?!" He yelled, even louder that it echoed trough the room. I closed my eyes again, just to let out the tension.

"I'm sorry baby, I'm sorry." He mumbled. I nodded and I kissed his cheek, it was just a small and quick little kiss but he needs them.

"You have to get ready for your concert tomorrow, I'll be there remember?" Henkds and he runs his fingers trough his what seems like stressed hair. He smiled and gave me a quick peck on my lips before he stand up and sighed.

"It's alright Harry." I grabbed his hand and I rubbed his palm, he shakes his head and bowed it down like he did something bad.

"I punched him Taylor, hard." I gasped hearing his words and tone makes me shocked and sit in disbelief. I never heard Harry punched somebody.

"Harry... why?" That's what I was able to say.

"He fucked your name up and he told me that you fucked him! Did you? I know you didn't Taylor, but he was getting on my nerves Taylor and I'm sorry! I'm so sorry." His nose starts to bleed, he doesn't know it and I'm sure of it because he didn't react to it.

The way he said that, the expression, the hurt, the rawness. I understand why he's like this but he didn't need to punch, or hit.

"I never even touch him Harry." I sternly said. I'm still holding to his sweaty and shaky hand. "Why did you let his words get in your mind? You know it wasn't true yet you react to it, badly."

"I was out of control Tay!" He yelled. I stand up beside him and looked at him, full with concern. "I'm sorry." He apologized again, that's not what I wanted.

"I love you. Harry, you, I love you." I know he was still unsure about us, about me not touching Jake. About me fucking him and it was a complete bullshit.

"I never fuck him, I never touch him Harry." I tilt his head up so that his eyes are pointing towards me. His eyes never have any lights since that day we kiss, it was such a raw night even though it was supposed to be our time.

"I know. I love you too." He calmed down then he rested himself on the couch. "Go sleep upstairs Harry." I run my fingers trough his hair and he nods, lightly. He went upstairs and he disappears from my sight, I never felt such a strong grip between his vision.

He was so clear and it hurt me, he showed his pain and he let it out like that. Truth is : Harry is really open about things, but then he regrets it.

He regrets saying it and opening up about something really.. deep, but he never showed his true regret. He wants everyone to know hat he's hurting but maybe, he just don't like the spotlight he's having so that he never had regrets.

Mistakes, a lot of mistake are going trough him but not regrets. Maybe there are regrets but he never show it, once in a while he would but it was just for a split second.

"Fuck!" I hear him cussed, I stayed down here. Maybe he needs a space.

I kept on hearing him tossing and turning, he can't even rest. As far as I know, Harry is a sleepy baby but he can't sleep and that was really strange.

It's not when I think about it, he is hurt.

I went upstairs to check up on him and he was on the other side of the bed, he closed is ears with his hands, he's really stressed.

"Harry." I don't for how many times I've said the word Harry, but it was a must.

"Come here." He said, demanding. His voice was so raspy, it was his sleepy voice.

I crawled to the bed and i sat down beside him, he grabs my hand and he moved it to his chest. He turned round to face my direction and he smiled. He gesture me to lay down and sleep next to him and I did lay down.

"Sleep with me." His voice was once again very sleepy yet demanding. I nodded then I gave him a smile.

He pushed me towards him, now our body is touching. I can feel the warmth of his body and he's shivering, I am shivering from his sexual tension. He caress my cheek and he closed his eyes, meeting out forehead together, touching our noses and smiling to one another he opened up his eyes again, that green eyes I have always admire.

He puts a kiss on my neck, down to my chest. He bites it, leaving love bites all over me. Never have I ever felt this way of someone biting my skin away, it hurts like hell but all I did was hissed in pain. He bites again, this time I'm hurting.

"Har-Harry." I moaned, he stops and kissed the spot he just bit. I closed my eyes and put my arms around his neck. "It's painful." I let out and he nods, giving me a warm smile.

"I was too rough. I'm sorry baby." His face turns red and it was adorable how he react to it.

"You're not." I giggled. "I guess because this was my first time." His eyes widened and he gritted his teeth together. "It's okay Harry."

His lip is touching mine once in a while and he just grin when he does that. He was about to kissed my face when his phone rang, bringing both of us back to reality.

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Author's Note :

This chapter is just hot. It is kind of mature tho, my first time writing something like this. Sorry if it was bad.

Sorry for the cliffhanger, it's not really a cliffhanger tho. Oh, and there's more next chapter ;)