I still can't believe what happened yesterday night. Is he going to regret it? Is he going to be mad? A thousand thoughts crossed my mind at the moment. The thing was that I could still feel the burning of my lips whenever I think about what happened. I start to have this tingly feeling every time I see him.
I didn't bothered picking up a new outfit so just came out in my pjs. They were short but not too much at least I felt comfortable.
When I came down to the dining hall Harry was already there reading a newspaper? Well that's new. I quietly came and sat at my seat. He didn't bothered looking up at me. So he regrets it. It was a mistake. Of course I knew it.
"Stop staring it's getting creepier" he spoke still reading the paper.
"I'm not" I replied and left looked away.
After eating my breakfast I didn't went back to my room as usual. I sat there. I wanted to talk to him.
When he saw me looking insanely impatient he spoke.
"You want to say something?" He asked.
"Um yes I actually want to talk about what happened yesterday" I spoke looking down. My cheeks we're heating up by just the thought of his lips on mine.
"About that. I'm sorry I'll make up to you for that" he replied.
"What?" I asked.
"I told you to be ready we were going out" he explained.
"No not about that" I said.
"What then? I met some friends and time went on and I got a little bit drunk too I don't even know when I came back and how?" He chuckled to himself.
"You don't remember what happened?" I asked dreading the answer I was going to hear.
"No what are you talking about?" He asked being serious now. He is faking it. Tears were going to burst out of my eyes now. This was hurting. He kissed me. Harry kissed me yesterday and today he don't even remember it as if it was nothing. He was my first kiss!
"You were so drunk that you don't remember that you-" I stopped myself.
"That I?" He motioned me to continue.
"That you don't remember that I put you to your bed" I lied.
"Thanks for that" he smiled still not satisfied with my answer.
"I need to go" I said and with a cracking voice and headed back to my room. I shut the door and burst out into tears. It was hurting so much and I don't even know why? He is a dick.
Just then the door to my room opened and there he stood.
"I came to tell you that-" he stopped midway when he looked at me. My face must be looking miserable. My eyes must be bloodshot.
"What happened?" He asked coming closer to my bed.
"Don't please. Stay away" I cried.
"Why are you crying? Tell me Angel" he spoke again
ignoring what I said.
"Why you came here?" I asked wiping my tears.
"To ask you if you can let me make up to you for yesterday and take you out today well right now" he spoke.
"I'm not going" I stated.
"Tell me what happened?" He asked.
"Did I do anything wrong?" He spoke when I didn't replied.
"Yes you did something bad. Very bad may I add" I stated harshly.
"What happened last night?" He asked.
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Dazed (H.S)
Fanfiction"She was an angel craving chaos, He was a demon seeking peace"
