CHIKLIT/ROMANCE
"BULL! You still love that useless prick!"
"Harley!" I cry, "It's not him that I want! I lo-"
He punches the wall, forcing my favorite memory to shatter across the floor, "I'm going to kill him!"
Haunted by her memories, Liana...
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He answered, "You couldn't keep me away if you tried. If I want something. I get it. And Liana Walsh, I want you."
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The paleness from my cheeks had given away my reaction to James. Harley had said he wanted me, but that turned out to be a major lie. My heart was shattered into pieces. I didn't want to believe anyone else again. I looked at the floor. It was the only part of the room I really wanted to see, but James wouldn't allow it... because he wanted me.
He gently placed two fingers underneath my chin in an attempt to lift my wounded soul. He began to speak to me in a gentle voice, a voice he had never used before, "Liana, I know you don't believe me...you've been through a lot, but I swear to you I would never be like that tool."
Although it might have been easier to accept he was right and his intentions were not meant to make matters worse, I instinctively became defensive. There was still a part of me that didn't want to believe Harley was that terrible of a person. The anger I felt inside hissed through my teeth as I asked, "What did you just say?"
James quickly removed his fingers from my chin and flung his hands about in a frustrated manner, "Oh come on Liana! He acted like he was gay just to get his hands down your pants and you know it!"
I couldn't believe my ears. James was actually implying Harley wasn't gay and we had been living in a false relationship. The last time that happened the results didn't turn out so well... for either one of us.
"Excuse me?"
James stood tall with his chest poked outwards. He laughed at his own amusing thought, "Oh come on! Did you really think he was actually gay Liana?"
He lifted his hand outward and said, "I know you are smart Liana, but I could tell he was blind sighting you! That's why I kept giving him a hard time!"
"You know nothing about Harley and me!" I screamed as I stomped my foot on the ground.
I crossed my arms and fussed, "And he is gay! I just...I just know it okay!"
"Oh really?" he said as he walked alarmingly close to me.
"Yes!"
He stepped closer once more. I felt paralyzed. He leaned in with his lips dangerously close to my ear and asked, "If he really is gay...what did he do to you in the bathroom the other day?"
My stomach dropped to the floor as I began remembering every single moment - every touch - every part of Harley's lips upon my body.
James had a point. Harley sure didn't act gay and there were still no cold hard facts to show he was, but I didn't like James's point. Not one single bit.
