Fate [ HRVY ]

Chapter 8

One week later
         I dont really remember much of what happened friday night but I did wake up with a killer headache.
        I spent saturday recovering, watching movies and eating junk. Sunday however was spent doing homework which was boring but had to be done sooner rather than later.
             Throughout the week my mind kept drifting to him.  I couldnt stop thinking about him no matter how much I tried. It really confused me a lot. I mean he was nothing but rude to me. 
      I didnt see him in music class on Thursday nor in the halls. I knew that even if I did it wouldnt make a difference because I knew that he would just ignore me or say something hurtful.
          I open the door and get inside and go straight to the kitchen to get a drink. Walking home isnt an ideal way to start your weeknd. Lucas had practice again so I had to walk home. Liam and Andrew skipped school today because they went out of town.
             After I drank my water, I went to my room and decided to take a much needed nap.

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         "Ellie. Ellie, wake up" i felt someone shake me awake. 
    "I'm up." I groaned as I took the covers off of my body and got ready to get out of bed. 
   "I got pizza "  he said walking out the room. He stopped when he got to the door "oh, and get dressed we've got company. "
     "Ughh" I got up and went to the bathroom to freshen up a bit. I washed my face and put on a black harley davidson t-shirt somw light ripped boyfriend jeans and my plain white adidas shoes and headed downstairs. Once again I came to a halt when I saw who was in front of me. He was sitting on the stool in the kitchen. He was in my house. After a week of me not seeing him,but not being able to get him off of my mind, he is here.
          "Grab a plate and help yourself sis" said Lucas as he passes infront of me breaking me out of my trance. 
             I pretend  like his presence doesn't faze me and head to the cabinet to grab a plate.  

            I take a seat. Well, the seat farthest away from him. I grab a piece of pizza after Lucas takes a seat and eat in silence. 

      
     Dinner was over. He still hasnt said a word to me not that I was expecting him to. I still found myself wanting him to say something. Anything really even if it was hurtful. Stupid I know. 
         
       "Ellie, I have to go pick mom up. Why dont you keep harvey company till I come back?" He suggests peaking his head through my half opened bedroom door.
    So his name is Harvey. It sounds so familiar but I couldnt guess where I had heard it before.
     "Okay" a part of me wants to disagree  but the bigger part wants me to go downstairs and try to get to know the blonde haired asshole sitting in my living room. So I agree. 
           I go to the living room once I hear the door close signaling  that my brother has left and take a seat on the couch leaving space between us.
       I don't want to be the first one to speak nor do I know what to say but I knew that he isn't going to start a conversation.
      "So, what do you wanna do untill Lu comes back? Do you want to watch a movie or something?" I find myself asking. It feels like my mouth has a mind of its own and right now it is doing the exact opposite of what my brain wants it to do.

is the most interesting thing in the world. 

    
   After five minutes pass I get the message and am about to go up to my room. But before I get the chance to he speaks. He says something to me.
    Why the hell am I freaking out? He is just a human being speaking to me. He isnt any different from anyone I've ever spoken to. But I still feel the butterflies dancing in my stomach. He is speaking to me.  
   Dont get too excited he's probably going to hurt you again my subconscious remarks.
      But I don't listen I just want to hear what he has to say.
     "You confuse me " he says with furrowed eyebrows like he finally came to this conclusion after being in deep thought about this topic.
      Well, I wasnt expecting that. 

        I look at him waiting for him to explain what he means.  After a minite passes he turns and looks me straight in the eyes before continuing " The only time I've spoken to you I've hurt you and caused you pain and yet your still so nice to me. I dont quite understand what your doing. Are you trying to get your feelings hurt on purpose? Because that would be fucking stupid. I mean why would keep trying to talk to me if everytime I open my mouth I hurt you. That's the only conclusion I could come up with really. And its completely and utterly pathetic. " with that he gets up and leaves not leaving me a chance to process the word or reply to what he said. 
     

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   It has been an hour since he left and Lucas came back home with and I haven't  moved an inch.
 Am I really pathetic? I thought that I was being polite. Does being polite make me pathetic? 
  But it's true what he said. He really does hurt me everytime he speaks.  Why did I even try to talk to him?   
  When mom walks in and sees me she asks if I am alright and I reply with a yes then get up and go to my room. 

   I am still laying in bed staring at the ceiling. One thing I have been doing a lot lately. 

      It's nearly 12 am now and I still am thinking about what he said. About him.
      Sleep has not once crossed my mind. I don't feel tired and I know that I am not going to fall asleep anytime soon.
       Lucas has left to a party shortly after he arrived and he has yet to return.
         

   At 2 am I hear the door bell ring breaking me from my thoughts. I know that it was just Lucas so I don't bother with getting dressed. 
 
          I go downstairs and head towards the door in my booty shorts and sports bra to open the door. 
     To my surprise, behind the door, is standing the blonde boy who has clouded my mind for the past hours.
         He is drunk. His eyes are red. There are  blood stains on his shirt and his knuckles are bleeding. 
    What the hell did he do ?
      His eyes travel up and down my body and I finally remember what I am wearing.

     My face turns crimson red when his now dark lustful eyes meet mine. My knees feel weak amd I am captivated by him.
     Before I can process anything his lips crash on mine with desire and I don't hesitate to kiss back.
     His kiss isn't foreign. His lips feel familiar almost like this isn't our first kiss.
    I'd be lying if I say that his action didnt take me off guard but in the best way possible.
       I find myself smiling after our intimate moment.
     "I've been wanting to kiss you all week,love" he said closing his eyes and biting his lower lip.
   I can't help but  feel my heart skip a beat at his words.

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