Secret Affair (Harry Styles)

Chapter Fourteen

Marissa's P.O.V

"What is wrong with you!" I yell at him, throwing my arms around in confusion and annoyance. Harry was really testing my patience. He just invite my 'boyfriend' on a dinner, and obviously, it will be awkward.

He shrugs as if it was nothing. I ran my hand through my hair in frustration and groan. "I just want to know him better." he said. We began walking back into the house as I stomped my feet on the ground.

"You want to get to know him or make things awkward than it was before?" I snap, facing the curly-haired-green-eyed man in front of me. Who was acting like a complete child, might I add. We walked towards the porch, Harry behind me.

I hear him laugh so I turn to face him "What?" annoyance clear in my voice.

"I like your ass."

"Seriously Harry?" I gave him a annoyed look but in my insides, my cheeks we're burning. I hate it when he makes me feel like this. I hate it when I crave for his touch. I hate it when his touch sets me on fire.

"I'm not kidding." he stated.

"I don't care." I harshly said while rolling my eyes, I open the door and let myself in. I sighed and plopped on the couch.

"You know, you're dad must be a baker" I open my eyes to see Harry leaning on the wall that separates the living room and the kitchen. I raise my eyebrows as he chuckled shaking his head.

"You got the nicest set of buns I've ever saw" My cheeks heat as I throw a pillow at him, making him laugh harder.

I wish he  can tell me how beautiful I am, not my private parts.

I shook the thought away and my grin turns into a frown. Why I am thinking about that anyway? I knew boys like him, who just wants sex. Only sex.

I felt myself being disgusted. He's my father, who you just had dry sex with. My subconcious adds rolling her eyes.

Its better if I stay away from him. He's having a baby, he's my father and he's married and I should accept that.

"Earth is a wonderful place, you should go there" Harry said, snapping me away from my thoughts. I look at him as he smiled. I just realized that I was staring at the wall.

I shook my head as I stood up. Ignoring Harry. I didn't return the smile as I walk upstairs, slamming the door of my room.

***

"Crazy for you,
Touch me once and you know its true
I never wanted anyone like this
Its all brand new
You feel it in my kiss..
I'm crazy for you...." I sang the lyrics as I lay on my bed, singing along on my favorite song. It was already evening and I don't have a clue where Harry was, not like I care for him. Well maybe I do. A little. I was leaning on my elbow as I scrolled through Twitter. I don't have that many followers, but at least I have.

As I scrolled patiently, I saw a picture of a girl as she smiled flirtatiously. Her bra was obviously pushed-up against her chest. Her dress was so fit in her body as she stuck out her ass more. Her red lips were pouted as she winked at the camera.

My face were etched in disgust as I look at the picture. Her name was Courtney. She looks somewhat old. But still hot?

A knock came on my door as I groan. I turn the volume of the music up.

"Is there something you want to tell me?
Is there something I want to know?..

Is there something left of you and me?..."

"Marissa! Open the fucking door!" he yelled and continued banging. Is he never going to leave me? I can tell he's completely mad.

I stood up on my bed and headed towards the door. I touch the metal doorknob and take a deep breath before opening it.

An angry looking Harry stood in my door. His eyebrows were furrowed and his jaw was tense. His face is red and his eyes were bloodshot. He's completely drunk.

He slammed his lips harshly on mine as I stumble back. He caught me and press our bodies together. My eyes widened as I try to push him off of me. But he doesn't budge. He kiss me roughly. No love, passion, nor care. None. And I felt empty and molested.
"Harry stop" I said, he doesn't oblige and still kiss me on the lips. I didn't kiss him back. I was surprised by his actions as he push me in my bed. My breath hitched in my throat as he slammed the door shut and turn the light off. I silently cursed myself for blasting up the music. I screamed for help as he straddle me. This is not going to happen, isn't it?

"Harry get off of me!" I yelled, pushing him off. He kissed my neck harshly and I can smell the faint alcohol in his breath. His crotch was rubbing mine as I cried out.

Where's the gentle and caring Harry?

As soon as I know, tears slowly fall on my cheeks as he unbuckle his belt.

AuthorsNote: Omg. Cliffhanger is my hobby. Haha. Besides I'm an angel. And I go to the doctors and seriously, I'm not kidding. I just told you that I have been dealin with a headache. and it was because I have Brain Tumor. :'(

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