His Bad Girl

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(Beverly's POV)

I wake up the next morning and I feel sick. I have the worst headache ever. I see Harry laying in the leaves and start to wonder what happened to us. Once he started to wake up I bombed him with a bunch of questions.

(Harry's POV)

She hasn't noticed yet. We had sex. She looked at me and asked "What happened?" I chuckled while standing up. "I believe it's your first hangover babe." She looks up at me then down instantly. "Why are you naked?!?" She almost screams. I look down at her and she finally realizes what happened. I fell bad for her as she cried I just stayed at her sympathetically. I bend down and rub her shoulder "I'm sorry that happened babe." And surprisingly I meant every word. She looks up tear stained face and it breaks my heart a little. She stands up and falls right back down. "OW!!" She screams in pain. It meant I fucked her hard her first time. "Babe? I'm so sorry. Please let me help you." I bend over and try to help her, which she lets me. She clings to me and then an expression of horror crosses her face. "Harry? What if you get me pregnant?" She asks practically broken. "Babe if I every got you pregnant I would be there 100% of the time I promise. I would not leave like that." She looks up at me and forces a smile. I help her up and put her clothes back on. She finally finds the strength to walk again and picks up her phone and gasps loudly. "What is it?" I ask a little protective. "My aunt have texted 12 times, called 7 times and I have 5 voicemails. A single teardrop fell down her face. I wiped it away and apologized once again and told her "I'll never do something like this again to you. I'm so sorry." She looked at me and I thought she was about to get mad at me when "No. That's the most fun I've her had. Except that I might be pregnant. She kinda giggles." I rub the back of my neck and chuckle. " You scared the shit outta me for a second." We walked back and I asked her if she wanted to come to my house or hers. And she chose mine. I drove all the way to my house and brought her inside to my room and gave her one of my tee shirts. I took everything I was wearing off and was left in boxers then I lay down. She took off the dress slipped on the tee shirt and crawled in bed with me. I smiled and nuzzled into her hair wrapping my arm around her waist. "G'night babe." "Night Harry." She whispers back and we fall asleep.

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