Requited. (H.S) / mature.

Chapter 2.

After a year.

Your brain, clouded with questions while Harry moved in and out of you, in a rough pace. You wanted to talk to him. But, you knew he didn't want to.

Harry and you were falling apart. You felt it. Harry didn't want to mend your relationship. He wanted you only for this. He wanted you only for sex.

"Harry" you spoke ever so lightly. He heard it but didn't reply.

"Harry, we need to talk" you spoke again and instead of answering he started moving in a very rough pace.

Never once, he has done this. He has always said that he'll protect you and will never hurt you.

Ever.

But, now changed everything. He was no longer the person you loved.

The way his hip met yours brought you pain. Instead of saying anything to the man above you, you clinched onto his shoulder for support. He knew he was hurting you. But he didn't want to stop.

He knew that you're trying to repair the relationship. But he was lost. There's no more of love inside him for the girl who is holding him for life.

You clenched around him and that's when the knotting pleasure rushed through his blood. He was close. But for a moment he stopped what he was doing when he felt your tears running down your cheeks to his shoulder.

He wanted to apologize. Then he remembered everything. So, he started moving again to reach his final release. And he did. With that, he removed himself off of you and without another word, he left the room like he always did.

Your sobs turned to a mourning session, but the guy you fell in love with, the one who promised to never leave your side at your wedding didn't come back. At that moment, you knew it was over.

Your marriage was over.