Careless

Chapter Seventeen

"I wanna be alone!"
I cry, yelling, my fists banging against the door as I try my best to stay on my feet.

This was too much. I had made a fool of myself. Inviting so many strangers to a party that wasn't even gonna happen.

"Come on.. The bitch can't ruin your birthday"
He annoyingly says, groaning. I know he was trying his best to give a fuck but I really don't want his useless shit right now. I stay quiet, sniffling as I press my forehead against the door, staring at the floor.

"I'm trying my best here, Ariana. I'm not good with these kind of things, you know it."
He speaks, this seriousness in his voice.

I open my mouth to respond but nothing escapes but a quiet sigh. I know he can't help.

"Look, what I'm about to tell you, can't be spoken to anyone about, okay? It's very complicated... I've been waiting to tell you this for a while now.. When we first met, we both hated each other with our guts but we came to get along once we.. Well you know.. We fucked.. First it was just for pleasure but then I realizes that we connect. You're very understanding and patient with me and I'm glad that I've had the opportunity to be around you.. Look the point is, I really like you"
The words coming out of his mouth seem real. Everything he says makes my heart beat faster, my crying coming to an end as I concentrate and process the words in my mind.

There is a long pause while I think.. How could this be? I can't say I don't feel the tiniest bit of affection for him either.. I just didn't know he would like someone like me or even admit it to me.

I do the only thing that comes to my mind and I slowly open the door, Harry with a concerned, yet calm expression look on his face. His eyebrows are relaxed, unlike usual and his hands are loosely hanging by his sides.

I blink my eyes a few times, my heart beating out of chest as I think of all the things I'm about to say.

I open my mouth to say something I never knew I was going to say but I'm immediately interrupted by a sinister laughter.

Harry is laughing, his head thrown back as I stand there clueless of why he is reacting this way at this moment.

"I was just trying to get you to open the door.. You didn't actually believe me.. Did you?"
He throws me a curious expression, his index finger pointing towards me as he calms down and shuts his mouth.

I wipe my soaked cheek with my thumb, biting my bottom lip. Oh wow. That was harsh.

I quickly shake my head, my curls tickling the back of my neck but I'm too focused and confused to think about anything else. How could he possibly be so cruel and careless? I can feel my heart being broken.

But then again, I only felt a tiny little thing and that was probably just cause I was caught up in the moment..

"No."
I mumble, stepping back. Harry looks a bit awkward, stepping into the room as I stumble back with my heels.

"Look, you need to get your ass down there.. People are waiting for a show and you need to give them some"
He rudely says, walking around the room, observing every inch of it and touching everything he lays his eyes on.

"I'm not going back there.. I'm humiliated and pissed"
I sigh, sitting down on a comfortable chair, placing my elbows on the mini table and rest my chin on the palms of my hands as I look at how ridiculous and immature he looks, just by frowning at everything he sees.

"I don't think you have much of a choice"
He stuffs one of his hands in his pocket, the other one busy tossing around tissues surrounding the bed and plops down onto it with a sigh of relief.