Broken Youth

Chapter 20

~ Chapter Twenty ~

••Megan••

I have no idea what to do. Not now. What the hell have I done?

"You have to tell us now! What was that? Harry looked incredibly angry and weren't you just inches off giving him a fucking handjob?" Jess whispered-screamed at me, clearly annoyed at my little stunt.
"Really? Jessica Ashton Clark, how the hell have you not realised what is going between her and him?" Georgia yelled. I hushed her violently before shoving her and Jess out the house, pulling them down the road until answering.
"Ok I-"
"Don't tell me. I don't know if I can-"
"Do you want to hear it or not?" I asked Jess, cutting her off.
"Sorry." Her eyes dilated and greyed slightly.
"I figured Georgia would guess what was happening, given the fact she's obsessed with Luke." I paused for breath.
"I'm not obsessed, just..."
"Best friends?" Jess winked at her, as she nodded.
"Don't think badly of me, and this wasn't meant to happen or to go any further than the 'one night stand' we had last week, but it did. Unfortunately. You could argue the opposite I guess but... Anyway, me and Luke are what you could call 'friends with benefits'." I landed the bomb, expecting the two to hate me, but all I got were hugs. What the hell?
"Thank you for finally telling me, Megan. But it's wrong." Jessica was the first to speak up. I noticed her looking at Georgia for help, who just shrugged.
"I don't blame her; he's fucking hot, man!" I giggled as Jess gasped, Georgia throwing her hands up in defence. "No, but seriously, why?"
"I don't- I don't know. But it isn't just free sex... It's different with him. Like how it is with Harry." Jess' smile faltered as realisation over came her face. Oh god.
"Meg, how-how do you know, honey?" I shock my head at Jess, tears now threatening to fall as I turned my back on them. "Hey, it's ok. It's ok." She lifted my chin and hugged me, hard and strong as she whispered how beautiful I was in my ear.
"Don't get me wrong, Harry is a good man, and I love him. I love that man, but it doesn't stop me loving someone else. And I'm not saying I love Luke yet, but we both know it isn't just useless feel-good sex. He looks at me like..."
"Like an angel." I jumped as I heard the strong, British accent from behind me. I looked up to see Luke stood in only a tank-top, basketball shorts and his hair in a messy quiff.
"Luke!" I breathed out, running into his arms. He picked me up, my legs now around his waist, as I let the tears fall.

How could I possibly love him? I love Harry, well I'm learning too and everyday I seem to love him more. But I can't help but think of the sin I will commit with his best friend the following night; of how much I will moan not thinking of him, how much I will come without him causing it and how much I will scream a name that isn't his. I hate that. Yet I can't stop. Every time it's different; sometimes I fall asleep beside the blue eyed, blonde haired boy or sometimes we talk until the sun rises. It's not useless, time-wasting sex- at all. And that must hurt. For the girls at least, knowing that I am willingly telling Harry I love him whilst fucking his best friend and telling him I love him. My heartaches for Harry: he doesn't deserve this. He is a wonderful man.

After what felt like centuries, I let go, dropping back to my feet. Luke's face was tear-stained, a sad smile on his face as I kissed his cheek. I turned around to face the girls, only just remembering they were still stood there.
"We'll go in: it looks like it's going to rain." Jess was blunt.
A spot of freezing water hit my nose as my hands tangled themselves in Luke's hair, a smile appearing on his face; a happier one at least. I stood on my tip-toes, Luke bending down as I leaned in and brushed my lips against his cold lip ring. He groaned, picking me up again and resting me against the corner of the wall we'd now reached. I smiled into the kiss as Luke deepened it, slipping his tongue inside my mouth. I rocked my hips forward, Luke following by slamming them against the cold stone as his hands held me up, under my arse. I pulled away, jumping down and looked away from him.
"Luke, I'm sorry." I whispered as I watched his heart break, tears steaming down his face. My own were now mixed with the heavy rain. I ran around the corner, footsteps following causing me to turn around.
"I love you." I turned back but he pulled my arm. "Just remember that." I nodded before running into my house, leaving Luke stood in the rain, clothes soaked as I saw Harry leave the window in the boys' house.

Shit.

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"How come you went home?" I opened my eyes to find Harry beside me, tissues, tea and chocolate surrounding me. I smiled at him as I got up and sat on his lap.
"'Cause I was getting wet and needed to change without a horny old man walking in!" He chuckled as I kissed him, my mind going back to Luke earlier. I quickly pulled away and coughed, hoping he'd get the gesture. Harry seemed un phased as I grabbed a box of tissues.
"Why were you in the rain anyway, you idiot? You'll catch your death!" I blushed, looking into his eyes to see no lie inside them; so he didn't know?!
"Me and the girls saw a rabbit in the road who was injured, and we though we'd save it." I lied. Harry nodded his head slowly, still keeping eye contact as I tried not to look away. "And before you ask, I have no idea why Luke was outside." Again Harry nodded slowly, this time seemingly more convinced. Thank God.
"Anyway, need anything to eat? The boys were planning on going out to The Queen's Head tonight, with us of course. I take it you don't want to, if you're now coughing and sniffing." Harry said the latter part as a statement, and was clearly shocked as I answered.
"Do you mean the boys as in your brothers and that or Lu- Mikey's lot?" I stopped myself saying Luke, given the circumstances. Harry eyed me as he answered with 'both'. Luke was going to be there. And Harry assumed I wouldn't be going. Holy balls. But I need to talk to the girls and Cal. I looked up from picking my finger nails, my cheeks heating as I kissed Harry's lips firmly. There were still sparks. I mean, there were fireworks, my belly was heated and he wasn't even kissing back. But they were nothing compared to-
"Megan?" Harry's voice was muffled by my lips. I stopped kissing him, blushing when I realised he couldn't breathe.
"Sorry, babe. I was thinking that actually I really would love to go out, with you, it's just I hate being inside any more an-"
"Fine." With that he got up and left the room, leaving me startled by his actions. What even...
"Harry, where are you-"
"Back to the lads." He yelled from down the stairs, closing the door heftily. Someone save me; again. I sighed, retiring back to bed with my phone and called Calum asking what time they were planning on leaving. He replied with: "around half six, if you'll be ready?". I nodded before realising he couldn't see me, and answered: "Yeah, I'll go get ready now!" I ended the call, glancing at the clock. It read '4:30'. I shrugged, setting my alarm as returning into a slumber of confused, messed up dreams.

{Authors Note}

Hi guys! Sorry it's late, but I've been so busy recently with work and birthday organisations. Thank you for being patient.

I hope this chapter was ok- and I know they've been shorter recently (bear with as I am having a bit of a writers block month)- but it was dramatic. Meg has been cheating on Harry- with Luke. I know they've only been dating for about 3 weeks, but you'll see why she did it and the outcome soon enough.

Love you all | Meg x