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Chapter 6

"I'm Harry, you must be the boyfriend" Harry rudely remarks.

"What is he doing here?" Jack is beyond pissed.

"He was at that party and he couldn't drive so I told him he could stay here for the night"

"And I was just leaving" he huffs. He grabs his car keys and storms out. Before I know what I'm doing my feet are chasing after him.

"Harry wait!" I yell. He doesn't stop. I continue to follow him but damn! He was fast and I tried to keep up but I couldn't. He reaches his car and is about five feet ahead of me. He gets into his car and takes off leaving me standing in the parking lot.

I feel tears form in my eyes. I don't know why I'm crying. I guess I'm just overwhelmed. Harry is a nice guy. Okay he wasn't last night but I know he is. I just can't figure out why he was so mad and almost in a rush to leave.

Then I spot Jack. I run over to his mini van.

"Jack just let me explain! Please!" I beg.

"Five minutes" he huffs.

"It's not what it looks like Jack! Harry was in no shape to drive. I couldn't let him risk his life or someone else's. You know how I am about that. He slept in the living room and slept in my room and nothing happened" I cried.

"That's who you kissed isn't it?" He questioned. I broke eye contact and he took a deep breath. "Don't tell me nothing happened when you kissed him. That makes another reason why he shouldn't be there" I know I hurt Jack. I see the hurt and frustration.

"Wow. Here I was coming to talk about last night before work and instead this happens" Jack yells growing his hands in the air. Okay he is making a big deal about this now. I felt bad about the kiss but now he is just pinning it all on me. He will not talk to me like this!

"Don't make me feel like a bad person. Jack I promise you that nothing else happened. You know I love you and I would never cheat on you" I cry reaching to rub his shoulder, but he rejects my gesture and mumbles 'no'.

What is his problem? Why is he being so hard headed? He knows I would tell him if something more happened between Harry and I. I wonder if Harry would ever get this mad at his girlfriend.

"Tell me one thing" he says pulling me from my thoughts. I was almost startled when he broke the awkward silence. "Do you have even slight feelings for him?"

Is he serious? Why would he ask this? I guess he just wants to make sure? The question is do I?

"No. I have no feelings what so ever" I say before I can think my answer through. I know it's not true, but I'm not going to make things worse and tell him yes. I know I have slight feelings for him but come on. He's British, have you seen his eyes? Or those dimples? Or that hair, oh my goodness that hair I would love to pull on.

"Lilly?"

"What? Sorry I was deep in thought" I stuttered.

"I can tell. I said I don't want you talking to him... Harry" Jack states.

I agree to not talk to Harry secretly against my will and say goodbye to Jack. I walk back up to my apartment. The door is locked and I didn't grab my keys when I ran after Harry. Well today is going great for me.

I call the apartment management and ask for help. They come within ten minutes. I thank them and they leave. I head to my living room to put away the blankets. Everything is messily wadded up. I just laugh and gather the wad of blankets and take them to my washing machine. I notice that the blankets smell like alcohol and his cologne.