One Mocha Cappuccino Please

Chapter 33

•Laurens POV•

My fingers wrapped around the handle of the door. I took a deep breath and twisted the knob opening the door. I stepped out into the hall way. I felt Morgans eyes on me but I knew she was just as nervous as I was. Ok maybe not as nervous but same thing.

I looked over the railing. Harry was on the couch facing the tv. He was playing with a button on his shirt. He looked sad. Devastated. But he was the one cheating on me. Im so confused.

I quietly walked down the stairs. Harry either didnt hear me or ignored me because he kept playing with his shirt. The last step make a loud creak and he looked over. At least he wasn't ignoring me. As soon as our eyes locked he got up and walked over to me. I stepped back at first but that seemed to hurt him more. I hated seeing him like this but he did cheat on me. Before I could step back again his long arms wrapped around my torso pulling my body into his. He buried his head into my neck. I felt tears drop onto my neck as he started crying.

I ruffled through his hair as we stood there. That seemed to calm him down a little.

"Lauren, Im sorry. I, I can explain but Im guessing you dont want to hear it. I love you and only you." he said in my neck.

"I do want to hear an explanation." I said.

He pulled away from our hug. He took my hand and led me to the couch. He sat me down next to him with my legs over his.

"Umm," he started. He didnt look up at me. This was going to be an interesting story.

"She was my old girlfriend from high school. I broke up with her because she was too clingy and she didnt take the break up well. She found my house and came over early the other day. She forced me over to the couch and was pushing me against my will up against the couch. You saw her on my lap but she was really pinning me down. I tried to squirm away but it didnt work. Oh, she was captain of the girls wrestling team which didnt help. She came over today to apologize this morning. Or she just wanted to see me again. Probably that one." He said finally looking up at me.

"Thats either the truth or you are good at making up lies on the spot." i chuckled.

"I understand if you don't want me back or if you're mad. Im sorry." he said.

I leaned over and put my head on his shoulder. "Its ok. I believe you. Im just a bit fragile since my last, relationship." I said sniffling. I was trying to hold back tears but I couldn't any more. Harry pulled me into a hug and comforted me as I cried into his chest.

"Im sorry." I said lifting my head and wiping my tears.

"No im sorry." he said lifting my head and planting a kiss on my forehead.

•Harrys POV•

We laid on the couch and watched tv with her in my arms. Just how I liked it. I guess. I shuffled around a little so she couldn't see my face as easily. What was I going to do? Shit.