Chapter 14

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GAHHH sorry for not updating quickly again:( I was on a family vacation and my laptop is STILL broken. But I think I'll get it fixed soon! Until then, enjoy this chapter(:

Oh and BY THE WAY: CAUTION this chapter contains some sensitive material (yes that is correct, sexual material and violence). So read at your own risk!
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"I'm sorry," Harry muttered, holding me against him, "I should've told you sooner. I....I just couldn't bring myself to do it."

I had quit crying a while ago, sitting motionless against Harry's chest on the couch. He'd brought me inside soon after the incident had happened, and it surprised the hell out of me when he actually pulled me into him. I didn't oblige though.

The thought of Jack lying to me kept replaying in the back of my mind, like a broken record player.

He was 40.. He was 40, and he was a SERIAL KILLER.

"I don't know what to do now," I muttered, staring at the wall in front of me. He sighed, his thumb rubbing circles into my arm.

"You're... Well I mean... You're welcome to stay here as long as you like," he offered, pausing his movements. I let a breathy laugh fall past my lips, my heart still aching.

"I don't have a choice really, do I? I'm supposed to stay here for another 3 months."

He bit his lip, looking away.

It was silent a moment, the large house creaking a bit in the breeze.

I felt horrible, for two reasons. One was obviously because of the cold truth id just found out.... But the other was for bringing up Harry's mom. I'd hurt him pretty badly....

"I'm sorry," I whispered, looking up at him. He raised an eyebrow, his eyes peering into mine.

"For?"

"For bringing this whole thing up. It's not my position to be asking and reminding you about things you don't want to remember. I'm sorry."

He stared at me a moment, his lips lightly trembling.

"It's ok. Sometimes I need to let it out."

I nodded, my forehead pressing to his.

"That's true. I....I'm also sorry that I made you... You know... Cry..."

His cheeks flushed, his breath quickening.

"It's ok," he breathed, his nose bumping mine, "it's good to cry sometimes." I nodded, biting my bottom lip. My chest tightened, the butterflies beginning to form in my stomach.

"There's other ways to let it all out you know," I whispered. His dimples appeared as he smiled, his lips nearing mine.

"Like what?"

"You tell me," I smiled, my eyes fluttering shut. His warm, minty breath panned over my face as our mouths moved closer and closer, until we were nearly a centimeter apart.

Just as his lips began to brush mine, the phone rang, causing us both to jerk back.

Why did that always happen.... At the worst time too??

He sighed, pulling away.

"Ello?" He grumbled, his accent thick. His eyes widened a moment later, a small frown forming on his face.

"No sir.... No.... Of course..... It won't happen again.....goodbye."

I watched as he hung up, his face falling.

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