Addiction

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I'm not done with this story lol. I've just been really busy and havn't had a chance to write. I also might not be able to update frequently when university starts for me since I'm aiming towards pre-med. So yeah.

Mya's POV

Harry said he wanted to hang out with me tonight, so I offered to go over to his place.

It was nice considering I hadn't had much time to be with him. He quit his job a couple of weeks ago and decided he'd rather focus on school and basketball. I was proud of him when he did so, so I decided that me surprising him at his house with a cake would be nice.

Harry loves cake.

I rang the doorbell and waited. A couple of moments later, the door opened to reveal Seraphina, Harry's mom, standing there with a bright smile.

"Hey!" I beamed, "is Harry here?"

She nodded, pulling me in to give me a hug.

"Upstairs, darling. I'm about to make lunch. Is that cake?" She asked, looking down at the bag I held in my hand. I laughed and nodded, handing the bag over to her.

"I'll keep it hidden from him," she winked. I smiled and nodded, before dismissing myself and making my way to Harry's room. I slowed my steps as I neared his room.

His door was closed.

He never kept his door closed if he knew I was coming over.

I frowned even more when I noticed a weird smell. It smelt of smoke and-

What the fuck?

I pushed open his door, to find him sitting on his bed, reading a book. He looked over at the door and smiled when he saw me, setting his book down before he got up and walked towards me. He reached out to hug me and I placed my palm up to stop him.

"It smells like smoke," I crinkled my nose. He looked at me before he stepped back.

"Oh um, Ethan and some of the guys were over last night. They smoke," he said. He sat down on his bed and smiled at me.

"You...didn't?" I asked, sitting next to him.

"No," he chuckled, "why would I?"

I shrugged, "you're a teenager. Teenagers do stupid things."

"It's quite calming," he mumbled. I looked at him.

"That's what Ethan said," he said. I nodded slowly and sat down on the bed. He fumbled with his fingers and I put my head on his shoulder.

"Baby," I whispered.

"Hmm?"

I looked at him and climbed onto his lap. He sighed and wound his arms around my waist. He smiled up at me, green eyes tired and soft. His white shirt and grey sweats were wrinkled as I moved to make myself more comfortable.

I smiled as I cupped his cheeks and pressed my lips to his. He smiled against my mouth and fell back onto the bed. His lips moved passionately against mine before they moved to my neck. His hands left my waist and began to bunch my shirt up. I sat up and quickly removed the fabric, leaving me in my bra as I watched him do the same before he pulled me back on top of him.

"Are we really gonna do this while your mom is downstairs," I giggled when he flipped us over. He smirked at me, dimple appearing as he began to slip my pants down.

"Wouldn't be the first time," he laughed, "just keep quiet."

~

He placed his shirt on me before giving me a kiss and walked over to his closet before he pulled out a shirt of his own.

"I need pants," I mumbled. He peeked over at me and nodded to his dresser.

"Your drawer is always here, baby," he called. I smiled and made my way over to his dresser, pulling it open to reveal the clothes I kept over here. I pulled out a pair of shorts and undies and pulled them up my legs. I turned to find Harry closing his closet and making his way towards me.

"I love you," he said, "I love you so much."

I smiled up at him and kissed him, squeezing his arms before pulling away.

"I love you too," I replied.

We smirked at each other before we decided it would be good to make our way downstairs to eat.

~

"Cake!" Harry cheered.

"It's a present from Mya," Harry's mom smiled before going to the kitchen.  Harry smirked at me and leaned over to whisper.

"It wasn't the only present I got tonight," he smirked, pecking my cheek.

I rolled my eyes.

"Shut up!" I laughed. He smiled and kissed me quickly before he nudged his nose with mine.

"I need to spend time with you more often," he whispered.

~

I laughed as Harry continued dancing around his room like a goofball, as we listened to Queen.

I was about to speak to tell him his dancing reminded me of a headless chicken but my phone rang, revealing a text from my mom.

"I have to go," I pouted, "Gabbie wants me home."

Harry sighed and nodded.

"I'll see you soon," he sighed, walking towards ms and wrapping his arm around my shoulders. I rested my head on his shoulder and found myself gazing absently at his desk. My eyebrows furrowed, however, when I noticed a small bag of white powder underneath his textbooks.

It's not. It can't be.

"Okay," he said, pulling away, "I'll show up at like midnight tonight. As usual."

I smiled, blinking rapidly as though it would help me forget what sat on my boyfriend's desk.

"I'll see you then."

He doesn't do drugs. He wouldn't.

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shitty chapter. I know. Sorry.

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