Love Trap (Slow Updates)

Sixty Two.

Aria's pov;

Harry falls asleep first, after our intimate night and I'm not even sure if I will be able to fall sleep for at least an hour. Although this night was everything I ever wanted to experience with Harry, I can't shake the feeling that this is breakup sex, but Harry has no damn idea about it. 

I can only picture his rage and disappointment when I tell him I'm breaking up with him. My heart aches that I have to do something like this, only after a week in our relationship, if you even call it that, because I've been neglecting him so much.

I have no idea what lies ahead of me and my future working with Josh Stone. Will I have to live somewhere else at times, since he told me I can't be in my apartment all the time? Will he make me be as cruel as he is? I always craved the adrenaline, but not this kind. This is too much for me right now, but I'll have to prepare myself. I already have six days left.

I get no sleep that night, even if I close my eyes, I can't seem to be able to fall asleep. I flinch and move all the time, all of the events from the last week replaying in my head and my guilt rising. I cause Harry's eyes to flutter open slowly, around 6am, as I change my position once again. He yawns and rubs his eyes, adjusting his eyes to the sudden day light that hit him. "Hey, you're awake" 

"Yeah" I said, smiling lightly.

"Did you get any sleep? You kept moving, I felt it" He said, knitting his brows in concentration.

"Yeah, I did" I lied.

He shook his head. "You keep lying to me. You have bags under your eyes and they look tired, Aria"

I sighed heavily. "I just didn't seem to be that tired, I guess" I shrugged.

"Why do you keep lying, about things that are clearly visible?" He asked. "I thought we were going to be honest with each other"

"They're visible to you, because you're an excellent mind reader. Look, I just had a lot in my head, but there's nothing for you to worry about. I'm fine, I don't need to talk about anything, okay?" I asked him.

"Okay" He huffed. He got out of bed, only his boxers hanging from his hips. His back muscular back flexed as he brought his arms behind, connecting his hands together, to stretch them out properly. He cracked his neck and I saw him go over to the kitchen, to get a glass of water. "Want anything?"

"No, thank you" I replied. 

He came back and sat back down on the bed. "So you feel fine? You're happy? About last night and all? Do you regret it like... in the laundry room?" He asked me. He looks awkward asking this question, uncertainty written all over his facial expression, as he bites down on his lower lip.

"It was perfect. It's not that I necessarily regret that time, I just think it was an awkward place to do it, but fun. But this time it felt even more nice. More personal" I smiled.

"I feel like that too. I was thinking if you wanted to shower... together. You know, that way we're saving water and the planet. It's a double win" He smiled, smugly.

I rolled my eyes at him and rolled out of bed. I was completely stripped down already, I had slept naked, since I was too unbothered to get my undergarments back on. I walked up to the bathroom door and looked behind me. "What are you waiting for then?" He smiled and let out a laugh.

After class, he picked me up because he said we had business to settle down. We walked out of our university building, holding hands, something we rarely do, but it felt so nice, warm and safe.

"What do we need to do?" I asked him.

"I got you a job. Since you got me a freaking future, it's only fair that I find you your very first professional job. Plus, Joel agreed too" He said.