The twins

part 17

While his lips were on mine, my mind was working on it´s full, how could he be shouting and throwing things at me one second and the next one we were kissing? this wasn´t healthy , and we both knew it. 

-Harry- i whispered on his lips my eyes still closed

-hmm?- he asked

-we have to stop this- i sighed turning around 

-what?- he asked, i could feel his  stare in the back of my head 

-you can´t keep shouting at me and then kissing me, you said it, im crazy, and this thing between us is not helping me- i explained

- you are fucking kidding me- he said , how could he use so much sarcasm when i was being damn serious?

-im not- i turned to look at him, my harsh stare made him frown- seriously harry, if we are going to fight then kiss then fight again we better stop this, whatever is that we have, right now. 

- you know something?- he siad

-i know a lot of things- i snapped 

-you are a fucking control freak! let it flow for once in your life!- he semi screamed at me- dont overthink it, thats your biggest problem!

-maybe if i wasnt as scared as i am of you it wouldnt be necessary!- i said back, covering my mouth with both my hands once i said it 

-what?- he asked hurt

-i didnt meant...

-you are scared of me?- he asked, his eyes weren´t shinning anymore, this is why i hate talking to him, we never go anyway 

-no harry, i didnt meant that..

-then what the fuck did you meant?!- he shouted- you know let it like that , who couldnt be scared of a guy with a gun on his pocket, anger issues and a dark past? oh thats it none!- after that he stormed out of the room 

-no harry ! wait! - but before i could make him turn around he closed the door of his room , i sighed hearing how he closed the door of his bathroom too. 

I went to the kitchen and made myself a sandwich, after all it seemed like it wasnt exactly necessary for Edward to go buy food, there was plenty. 

I took more bread and made another one, i put a glass with chocolate milk and knocked on Harrys door. 

-leave- he said from the other side, i gulped knowing i couldnt answer or i would cry, i returned to the kitchen took a piece of paper from the counter and wrote

"i made something for eat, i tought you could be hungry, it´s outside the door. 

and Harry, i didnt meant it like that. I swear . just let me explain it, please?

just so you know it i love you too, i know it because i have never felt this way before. " 

i went again to his door, i knocked once. 

he didnt answered.

i knocked again.

nothing.

- Harry..- i said knocking for the third time

-go the hell away- he said , i sighed 

-i made dinner- i let him know, i throw the note underneath the door , then i put the glass and the plate in his door and left. 

I went to the couch infront of the tv and turned it on, it wasnt so long before i felt asleep between worries about not being home when anyone could (or at least it seemed like that ) enter on it, and asking myself if harry would ever let me explain myself.