We've met [h.s]

8

- Caitlyn -

Harry got us a room in a beautiful hotel. When in the elevator, he pushed me up against the wall and kissed me. l wrapped my arms around his neck while he walked the both of us to the room.

I giggled when we almost fell because Harry leaned against the door while opening the door. "Idiot."

"Shut up," He mumbled against my lips.

He layed me down on the king sized bed and pulled his shirt over his head, showing his perfectly fine, inked body. He hovered over me. "Kiss me like you wanna be loved, baby." He singsonged. A chill ran down my spine, goosebumps rising on my skin.

I lift my head to reach his beautiful pink lips. He runned his tongue over my bottom lip before biting down on it. "Lift your arms up, baby." He pulls my shirt over my head, leaving me only in my bra and jeans. "Fuck," Harry cursed under his breath.

He bend down to my neck and started to suck on my bare skin. It didn't take him long to find my sensitive spot.

"Sir?" Harry and I immediately sat up straight, but unlike me, Harry rolled off the bed. "Do you need any towels?" I laughed,  "Dork."

"You're dork." He gived me a quick kiss after he got up on the bed again. He smiles at me, I smile back. "No thank you!" Harry calls back.

We fell back on the bed with a sigh. "Well that ruined the moment." I turned around to lay my head on his chest. "I wish we could stay like this forever," Harry mumbled against my hair. "Too bad I need to go to school again tomorrow." Harry groaned. "I wish I could go back to school, your school. I could fuck you every break in the library." I roll my head back in laughter, "You wish!"

"Yeah, I do." We both burst into laughter. Harry wrapped his arms around me.

"What should we eat tonight? I was thinking about taking you out actually." I sit up. "Are you asking me on a date?" He rolled his eyes and got up from the bed. "Where's my shirt?" He looked around the room. "Dammit! Did you take my shirt?"

"Of course I didn't Harry, you threw it away yourself." I chuckled. "Why is this so funny? I need my shirt!"

"I didn't take it, jesus Harry it's just a shirt calm down, we'll find it." He walked through the room impatiently and wildly throwing his arms in the air. "It's my favorite shirt! Just take your blame!" He yells.

How did he go from being all cute to almost mad?

"Now tell me!" He yells. My heart aches. "Stop." I whispered. "Calm down." I take a step towards him.

"Don't tell me what to do!" He lifted his hand but stops in front of my face. I hold my breath and close my eyes. "Sorry." He breathes out.

I don't need a second to think. I grab my phone from the nightstand and quickly make my way out. I run out of the building. "Caitlyn not again! Come on it was an accident!" I didn't even bother to turn around so I got in a cab and drove off.

When I got home I immediately went to room. I cried for hours. I cried till my eyes went dry.

-

That night, I heard a knock on my balcony window.

I jawned and got up. "Not again."

My eyes felt heavy. I cried myself to sleep. I always used to cry myself to sleep, but the past years, everything went better, most of the time. I don't know if it was that the boys made me stronger, or that everything just really went better.

I opened my curtains to see Harry standing there, again. I shoved the curtains back again as soon as I saw his face. "Please Caitlyn." I could hear his voice through the window.

Well, I was awake now anyway. I opened the curtains and the door.

I sat down on my bed again. Harry got on his knees in front of me. "I'm so sorry I-"

"No, don't. I know you guys. You keep saying it wasn't truly your fault. You always do. And in the end the only one that's hurt is me. It always is." I look to the ground my eyes filling with tears. I feel two fingers lifting up my chin, only to see Harry in front of me with tears, too.

"No I wasn't going to blame you. I didn't mean to do that. I just-" he sighed but his gaze doesn't leave my eyes, "I don't know any better. And I'm sorry. I usually don't do this, I never hit anybody and I never will. I'm sorry I almost did. I'm so sorry, Caitlyn." He wrapped his arms around me and layed his head on my legs.

I didn't say a word. Tears flowed over my cheeks, and there wasn't a way to hold them back. Because in all those years, I never thought about the past anymore, I didn't want to. But everything came back. Evedy detail.

It's your fault!

Not everything is about you!

Nobody will love you in the end!

Sentences went over and over in my head. Until everything went black.