Behind The Shades - Harry Styles (Completed)

Chapter 23

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Chapter 23 

Two months later

        ~ December

 "Hey babe." Chris whispers through the phone.

"Hi."

"Will I be able to sneak in?" 

"Yes. But you have to hurry." I say before I pull my window open.

"Okay. I'm coming up now." 

"Okay." I hang up.

I climb into the bed seconds before Chris climbs in through the window and closes the window quietly afterwards. He quickly strips himself from outdoor wear before sliding into my bed with his boxers and t-shirt on.

Hazel isn't in yet. She's was on a late shift then went to a friend's, but I didn't want to risk him coming through the front door.

He cuddles my t-shirt and sweatpants clothed body as he whispers, "Hi."

I press my lips against his, he makes the kiss passionate, then next thing I know, we're lost in each other.

As I reach my climax, I moan out something that I really shouldn't have, "Harry."

"Harry?" I hear Chris mumble from between my legs.

I take a few breaths to get my breathing to its normal pace as I think of something to say.

"Who's Harry?" 

"Ermm.." I pause.

"Well?" 

Oh fuck, what do I say? 'Harry Styles, the pop sensation'?

"No one." I say as I adjust myself on the bed.

"He's obviously someone, if you were saying his name as you reached your climax."

"It was accidental."

"It's not accidental if you clearly said their name. Not mine."

"Babe, chill." I say as Chris climbs out of the bed, he slips into his boxers.

He then says the words I feared, "Are you cheating on me?"

I look up at him.

"I had an inkling something was up. You were off some days, other days you weren't trying. Oh, and that note, telling me to be careful of what you do." He sighs, "What made you cheat?"

"It's not like that." I say as I dress back into my clothes.

"Don't you love me? Didn't you love me?"

My chest started to hurt as a lump grew in my throat, I swallowed hard to contain myself.

"Of course I love you. I never stopped."

He begins to walk back and forth in my room, "I thought we had something for real, but obviously I'm not good enough for you if you've gone ahead and decided to cheat on me."

I sit down on my bed, "You were and are too good for me."

He slips into his t-shirt, "Don't try and soften the blow."