broken » h.s. (COMPLETED)

four

Bailey's POV

"I mean, you didn't do anything to him so..." he stuttered.

I thought it was cute, but then remembered why I've built up these walls in the first place. I'd like to keep that last piece of my heart intact.

I just slowly nodded, "Well jerks have no limits to what they do."

"Obviously." he mumbled to himself, but I could still hear it. I smiled slightly and looked out the window.

"Oh, turn here."

He made a quick sharp turn, but not too bad for the late notice.

"This is my flat complex." I said as we approached a tall, modern building to the left. He pulled in and parked in a spot near the door. I got out and so did he, and we walked inside. We walked to the elevator and I pressed the 'up' button. We both got in and the doors slid to a close, isolating Harry and I once again. I pressed the '5' button, which is the floor that I live on.

"Are you okay?" Harry suddenly said.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" I said calmly.

"Because of the guy that cheated on you." He responded quietly.

"I'm used to it." Slipped out of my mouth. My eyes opened wide at what I said, and his did too, probably.

Fortunately, the elevator doors slid open, letting me escape. I quickly shuffled out, but he followed. I internally groaned because of the questions that were going to come.

"So are you saying you've been cheated on before."

"Harry, Brendan cheated on me a while ago, it's not a big deal and-"

"I'm not talking about him, I'm talking about the fact that you said you were used to getting cheated on." I finally speed walked to my door and fumbled with my keys as Harry caught up to me.

I finally opened the door, and tried to close it behind me, but Harry slid in.

"Harry, please drop it."

"No Bailey." He said sternly.

"Honestly Harry, this is none of your business anyway so if I don't want to tell you, I don't have to." I raised my voice with every word.

"But I care about you, so it is my business."

"H-Harry, you just met me." I stuttered.

"I know I just..."

"Harry please leave." I breathed out, not wanting to hear the rest of what he had to say.

He sighed and walked out, slamming the door behind him.

I don't know why, but I sank to my knees and cried. I cried and cried, until no more tears even came out of my eyes.

I just laid there, on the ground. Harry knows bits and pieces of my secret.

I hope he isn't able to put the pieces together, and figure out why I won't let my guard down to him.

•~•~•~•

There was a knock on the door. I got up and opened it. It was Harry. We both smiled and he came in and shut the door.

Suddenly I was against the wall, and Harry was kissing me, hard. I put my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me, kissing back.

He moved down the my neck, leaving small kissed down my jaw, and lifting up the hem of my shirt...

I woke up breathing heavily and looking around. Harry was nowhere to be found and I was on the ground. I remembered what happened, and why I was on the floor.

But then that one big question came up in my head again.

Why the hell was I dreaming about kissing Harry?

I've told myself a thousand times not to fall for him and now I'm dreaming about kissing him? It doesn't mean anything, if I don't want it to. Which I don't, so I can just forget it and go on with my day.

I looked at the clock to see it was eight in the morning. Normally I'd just go back to sleep until eleven, but I felt surprisingly awake this morning.

I got up and made my way to my room. I picked out an outfit and brought it to my bathroom.

I turned the water on in the shower to heat up while I brushed my teeth. I rinsed out my mouth then took my clothes off. I stepped into the shower and the warm water cascaded down my body. I stood there and relaxed, letting all of my muscles loosen.

Finally, I washed my body and put shampoo in my hair. I then put conditioner in and let it sit for a while. I rinsed it out then turned the water off. I grabbed my towel off of the hook and dried myself off. I put on my outfit for the day, and was very pleased with it.

I was wearing a floral chiffon skirt dress with black flats.

(Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/m/set?.embedder=9124530&.svc=copypaste&id=122835819 )

I brushed my hair out then dried it, and left it in its natural waves. I applied makeup and grabbed my purse, putting my phone and wallet inside. I walked out the door and locked it behind me, starting my day.