My alarm goes off and I roll over to turn it off. I wince at the pain and sit up. My memories are blurry but I do remember Harry leaving after we...
I dont know what happened he just got mad and left. i dont know if hes mad at me or himself...
I think back at why Harry could be upset but I cant figure out a reason. I get out of bed ignoring the pain and take a shower. when I come back to my room with just a pair of shorts and bra on I find Harry sitting on my bed. He looks up at me his eyes red and puffy. He sniffles and stands up.
"Im sorry I left last night right after we had sex I just was mad at myself for taking advantage of you." he says and I shrug.
"Its okay." I say and he shakes his head.
"No its not okay. I took advantage of your drunken state I knew it was wrong but I couldnt help myself." he says pulling me to him.
"Harry its okay." I say holding him close.
"No, dont say just dont say anything." he says and i nod.
He sighs heavily and I pull away to see his face. I reach up and wipe his tears away from his face.
"Just dont cry. It makes me feel like shit." I sya and I kiss his chin.
He steps away from me and says "The boys are outside waiting, I have to go to the studio for A little while ill be back for you."
"You dont have to come back, im going skating with the girls." I say and he nods sadly.
"Okay." he says sadly.
"How about, I come over later to hang out." I say walking to my dresser.
"Fine with me." he laughs and I smile.
Thank god we're okay now.
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Harry's pov
Its been four weeks since Mabel and I had sex and shes not showing any signs of being pregant at all so thats reliving.
Yes I said pregnant. I didnt want to freak he out when I cummed inside her without a condem but she was to drunk to notice.
We have completley forgotten the subject.
But when Mabel claimed to be sick I totally freaked I took her to the hospital to see what was going on. turns out it was just the flu. opps.
"Mabel were going out." I tell her and she looks up from her lap top.
She has a pair of black skinny black sweats, a white shirt, black fuzzy socks, and pair of geek glasses on with her straightened but in a ponytail.
Damn she looks adorable.
"Where to my love?" she asks looking back down and she starts typing again.
"Well my mum wants to meet you today." I say with a smile.
"Uh huh." she say snot even paying attention.
I get up and walk behind the couch. I look over her shoulder to see shes typing about the history of Adolf hitler probaoly for history class. I put my head on her shoulder taking in her scent.
Country chic. her favorite perfume by bath & body works.
I love that on her.
I plant a kiss under her ear and she leans toward me and slows her typing down but doent stop. I kiss down her neck and she stops.
"Harry." she scolds and I smile cheekily.
"You know you like it." I say and she blushes and turns away.
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