Good Meets Bad

Chapter 12.

Why do I have a headache? And why is the sun shining so bright? I get up from my bed and shut the drapes and my headache it getting bigger and bigger by the second. These aren't my drapes. And these aren't my pajamas. I turn around and I look at the unfamiliar room and Harry in the large bed. What did I do?

I look at his digital clock on his nightstand and it's almost 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Why am I just now getting up?

I see Harry rubbing his eyes. His eyes fluttering and moving the blanket from his body, revealing his exposed torso. His body is pure sex. What the hell am I saying?

"Good morning sweetie." He says in that raspy voice that drives me crazy.

"What the hell am I doing here?" I ask in a serious tone.

"At my place. Last night got a little out of hand don't you think?" He asks. Oh god what happened?

"What did I do?" I ask sitting cross legged across from him.

"I don't think you wanna know." He says while smirking at me. Oh god.

"Please tell me." I say.

"You smoked hookah. That's all." He says saying it like it's absolutely normal.

"What!? Why didn't you stop me!?" I shout. I instantly feel my head throbbing and I lay back down on the pillow.

"You just looked so hot, I couldn't stop you." He says and I can feel my cheeks reddening. Why does he does this to me? I face palm myself in the forehead and let out a huge grunt.

"Hey you said so yourself, it's just water vapor." He says as if it's still not that bad.

"Okay yes it does, but it had nicotine in it." I wave my hands in the air.

"But nicotine is harmless." He says.

Are we seriously having a conversation about this?

"I don't care, I shouldn't be doing it in the first place." I say.

There was a moment of silence before he finally said something.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you felt uncomfortable about it." He says.

"It's not that I feel uncomfortable, it's just that I don't want it to go through my system."

"Okay okay, I'm sorry." He says with his hands up in the air as if he was caught by the cops.

"Thank you." I tell him.

I get up from the bed and start to put on my shorts, but still leaving Harry's shirt on. I can feel hands on my waist and I can feel breathing on the side of my neck. I recognize the stronger scent of his smell and it hits me real hard.

"You look incredibly sexy in my shirt." He whispers in my ear and his voice is sending shivers down my back.

I turn around to face him and I wrap my arms around his neck and just as I was about to kiss him, there was a knock at the door.

"Are you guys alive?" Louis asks.

"Yes, we'll be out in a minute." Harry yells back.

He turns his head back around to face me and his beautiful green orbs meet my brown ones.

"Now," he says while placing his fingers on the bottom of my chin to make my lips closer to his ,"where were we." He tries to make a move but I step back.

"No where. We were nowhere. But you can be in the kitchen making me food." I say and he chuckled. Oh god his voice is so addicting.

"Okay fine." He says while going into the bathroom to brush his teeth then grabbing a shirt from his drawer.

"There's an extra toothbrush in the bottom of the sink if you need one." He tells me while pulling the shirt over his head.

He gives me a kiss on the forehead and then he leave me alone in his room.

I go into the bathroom and get the toothbrush like Harry told me. I start brushing my teeth then when I finished, I put my hair in a ponytail and tucked Harry shirt into my shorts. Harry's shirt was so long, it made it looked like I wasn't even wearing shorts. I put on my shoes and walked down the stairs.

When I walked down the stairs and I heard a conversation going on. By the sounds of the voice, it sounded like Harry and Louis. I don't like to eavesdrop, but I stopped and listened as soon as I heard my name in the conversation.

"So, what's the deal with you and Nina huh?" Louis asks Harry. I felt my heart pumping really fast and it felt like as if it was about to explode.

"Nothing dude, she's just one of my side chicks. I'm just fucking with her." He says straight out, not embarrassed about his words.

That's all I was to him? Just another one of his many girls that he's slept with. I kept listening to the conversation and it was getting worse.

"Nothing dude, she's just one of my side chicks. I'm just fucking with her." He asks her and I don't want to know the answer but at the same time, I need to know the answer.

"Nah man. It's just a way of showering her that I care for her. Then when I tap that ass, I'll move on to the next one in line." When he finished that sentence, that was my last straw for him that he just wasted.

I ran into the kitchen to make my way to the front door, tears coming down my eyes like a waterfall. I could hear Harry calling me but I don't stop.

I just keep running.