A New Love

Twenty-Two

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Harry's POV
I restlessly laid in bed, staring up at the ceiling. Y/N had gone straight into her room after taking a shower, not bothering to get ready for bed in the bathroom.

I was so glad I had stopped her from kissing Seth. The thought of them together made my stomach churn. I had not meant to have her fall in the fountain. I felt like shit for that.

I wasn't going to lie, though. Having her mad at me, with her cheeks flushed and her eyes all wide, made me feel some type of way. I had to use all my restraint not to pull us over and let us have our way with one another.

I blew out a breath and adjusted my boxers. I tried to convince myself to fall asleep. I got as far as closing my eyes before I heard a knock at my door. I got out of bed and opened it to find Y/N standing in front of me.

Your POV
I paced around my room. I pulled my pajamas off and walked around in just my underwear and bra. I walked over to my window and opened it. Why was it so hot in here? My fan was swiveling, blowing air around the bedroom.

Who did Harry think he was? He could not just barge into situations like that unannounced. Especially when I had not asked for his help. I had and was still trying to move past the whole Alex situation.

I tied my hair up in frustration and stopped pacing as something occurred to me. "I will go and give him a piece of my mind right now," I muttered to myself with a smirk. It didn't matter that he was probably still asleep. He never cared about my privacy.

I turned on the light and rummaged through my drawers to pull a t-shirt over my head. It wasn't even that long, hitting the top of my thighs. I stormed across to his door and knocked, tapping my foot impatiently. He opened it and looked at me in confusion.

I raised a hand up. "Don't talk, Harry. Just listen."

He closed his mouth.

"You don't have the right to tell me who I can or cannot kiss." I took a step closer. "Nor do you have the right to decide when I should leave a party." Another step. "And most importantly, do not drag your girlfriend up in my business." I punctuated those last three words with three jabs at his chest.

"Woah, hold up," he interjected. "What are you talking about? What girlfriend?"

I rolled my eyes. "Cut the crap, Harry."

"Are you talking about Nina?"

"I don't give a fuck what her name is. Who else would I be talking about?

He laughed. "Nina is my sister's crazy ex-best friend who doesn't understand how to take a hint. She is relentless. I don't even know how she ended up at those parties honestly."

I stepped back a bit. "Oh." I was so stupid. "Either way, keep her away from me."

He paused. "Wait, why did you assume she was my girlfriend?"

"I-I have to go," I stuttered. This was a bad idea.

Harry's POV
I held her back before she walked out. She had seemed so sure that Nina was my girlfriend and I wanted to know why.