Fuck Buddies [Harry Styles Fan-Fiction]

Chapter 29

Song for chapter-

Wish you were here: Pink Floyd

Flashback 1 year -

Please god, don't let it be positive. I thought while holding the little purple stick out in front of me.

Fuck.

The two lines appeared on the stick, showing my future. I took in a sharp breath, my fingers gripping the little stick, it nearly snapped. I threw it in the trash of the concert arena, and pulled open the bathroom door. Thank god for Ed buying these things for me. He's the only one that knows, and it's going to stay that way.

"What is it?" he asked, while we were in our dressing room. Thankfully, nobody else is here now.

"It's uh.." I stopped, a cough parted my lips, and tears filled my eyes. Ed's face fell, and he opened his arms, engulfing me in a hug. I placed my head on his shoulder, and let the tears fall freely.

"I'm so sorry Ridley." I ran his hand through my strawberry blonde hair, and comforted me a bit. "are you going to keep it?" he questioned.

"I-I can't!" I said, my voice muffled because I was facing his shirt. "We have our tour, and h-Harry has his tour."

"So you aren't even going to tell him?" As much as I want too, I can't. and Ed knows that. shaking my head, his arms got tighter around me.

"I'm going to get an abortion...." the pain in my chest was unbearably painful.

End of flashback...):

Ridley's POV-

Pulling in front of Ryder's and my apartment building, I pulled the keys out of the ignition and bloated inside. I know Harry was following me, and I need to get to my room before he knows which one is mine.

Whipping my tear stained face, I ran up the stairs, Harry's significant calls could be heard a few feet from me. What am I going to tell Ryder?

Right as I turned into the hallway, I realized how far away my room was, and how close Harry was getting. Taking my two legs, I ran, as fast as I could. I heard subtle thumps behind me, and panting. I knew it was him, but I couldn't look at him.

Why did I have to get the last room?

Coming to an abrupt stop, I fumbled with my keys and I tried to dig them in the lock, with a clunk, they fell to the ground. I mumbled a few swears and bent over to pick them up, a shadow castes over me, and the air became thicker.

"Ridley." Harry said between breaths.

"Har-" I was going to repeat before he grabbed the nape of my neck and collided our lips together. He put his weight on me and pressed me against the wooden door of my apartment. When I kissed him, I felt like I was flying. I needed more of him. I tangled my hands in his hair, and he glided his tongue across my lower lips. his arms were above my head pinned against the door, mine were moving along his back. The kiss became heated, and Harry grabbed my thighs, being an instinct, I jumped up, our lips never disconnecting. I know this is bad, but I just craved to feel his body against mine. The heat that radiated off of us with irresistible. My hands cupped his cheeks, and Harry's arms gripped my ass, causing a light moan to surface.

Within a second, I felt the door being opened, Harry had nothing to lean me on and we both tumbled down, he landed on top of me. I screamed as pain struck through out my body.

Immediately, guilt filled my pained face.

Ryder's gaze was upon Harry and I. His mouth was slightly agape, and his brown hair was tousled, like he was woken up abruptly. Probably from us.