Gone

Chapter 53 - Hot (Part II)

FLASHBACK:

I could feel how hard he was already and that only made me want him more. I started to undo his belt and got the zipper of his pants down before he pulled away. I let out a small whimper at the loss of contact but soon let out a groan as he pulled both of his pants and boxers down, standing naked in front of me.

Out of nowhere I woke up because I was hot and beginning to sweat. I realized I was dreaming and I made my way towards the bathroom and washed my face, which was all flushed.

The freshness of the water against my face felt like heaven, but I couldn't stop thinking about that dream.

 Why was I dreaming about him and this type of things? I don't even have a vibrator, so what the hell was this dream about?

I looked a few times to the mirror trying to find any magical and easy answer, but there was none.

CURRENTLY:

It felt like some centuries went by me while I looked myself in the mirror. My head lowered and my glance was now on the sink.

Harry leaned against the silver door frame. I knew it was him because he has a characteristic type of walk and smell.

- Hey there, beautiful. - he smile, his dimples showing. - I saw the light turning on.

- Did I wake you up? I'm sorry. I was just hot so I decided to cool down myself washing my face.

-Not at all.

**

A week later:

 The morning arrived it was raining but a hot type of weather, I thought I would probably die if I slept a minute longer. Then the afternoon arrived.

Harry had gone out, after the lunch, to buy shampoo and other things for himself.

I heard two knocks on the door, donwstairs, I rushed in through the stairs.

Actually, to be honest, I almost fell down the stairs. I'm literally a walking disaster.

As soon as I opened the door my eyes fell to a wet Nick leaning on the door frame. He looked down to his feet and when his eyes met mine, I saw his bloodshot eyes. Like he had been crying. I wanted to hug him and make the situation okay, although I was still hurt by the words he said a week ago and I shouldn't  talk to him , since he is going to leave next week.

"Let him go, don't make things harder for both." My mind immediately ordered.

-What do you want? - I swallowed hard and tried to not tear down and tried be cold.

- I'm sorry. - he started, looking like a little wet boy who is asking for a place to stay or a pound - Pl-please, I'm so sor-sorry - he said crying and sobbing in the rain and I knew it was sincere.

-Nick..

- Please for-forgive me. I st-still love you. - he said still looking into my eyes and crying, he even choked up a little.

For a few seconds, I looked at his eyes and my world stopped like it did on the first time that I met him.

" You never saw this part of him" A small, fragile voice whispered inside my mind.

My hand left the door and  I came closer to him.

I could do two things, hurt him like he had hurt me and say "leave" or, forgive him and try to forget the things he had done to me. 

Just the rain, me and him.

"Jade, don't"

My lips crashed onto his and moved in sync. My hands were on his neck and hair, his hands were on my waist pulling me closer to him. He was still sobbing, but not as much as before.