jordan's POV
i looked down to the side, my small hand in harry's bigger one, my other around him. his other hand was on my bare back. when we were done dancing we went around to various people. the whole time harry's hand stayed on on my back.
i was looking around the room when harry spoke up and cleared his throat
"jordan, this is james"
i looked up. james charles? no no. james cordon? what was he doing here? i mean i guess it could have been his party. if i was being honest i had no idea who's party it actually was. i kind of just showed up. come to think of it i didn't even get a gift. but what do these people even like? obviously they could probably afford everything themselves.
"so, this is jordan, harry has told me A LOT about you" he takes my hand and kisses the back of it,
i look to harry and he smiles at me,
"nice to meet you" i say
james leans over and whispered something in harry's ear that i couldn't make out. harry smiles "i know" he says
i was so confused.
we mingled for a few more hours. talking, me getting introduced. i was really getting tired and just wanted to go home and sleep forever. harry seemed to be enjoying himself though so i put a smile on a little longer. about a half an hour later i think harry noticed my tired state. we made our final rounds saying goodbye to everyone and hopped in the limo to go home. we pulled up to harry's house and both walked in. i was expecting he could drive me home in a little bit because i was absolutely exhausted. i immediately walk to his kitchen and pulled out some popcorn.
"you don't mind right?"
he laughs a little, "no"
i pop the popcorn while trying to hike up my big skirt that was annoying me. harry came up behind me. he places a hand on my back and moves my hair with the other. he places a kiss right below my ear onto my jaw. he knew this spot was my weak spot.
"harry-" my voice hitches
"mmm?" he doesn't stop and turns me around.
he hands were on either side of me on the counter. his lips moving against me. things were going to get kinky. but i didn't want them to. i had my reasons.
"harry" i mumble again this lips
he doesn't say anything but pull my head closer with one hand and fiddle with my dress zipper in the back. before he could even start to unzip i pushed him away slightly. he pulls away and looks confused for a second.
"harry" i whisper looking down, "i- i cant"
"oh my god are you a- a vir-"
"no" i look away quickly furrowing my eyebrows a bit
"what- what's wrong?"
"i- i've been keeping something from you harry"
"what? what is it?"
"i- um-" i wipe my eyes quickly, "you remember when my brothers were home? and they talked about logan?"
"yea?"
"i dated him for eight months" i choked out while harry wiped under my eyes
"i- i mean- he uh- he- sexually assaulted me... multiple times" i cried harder "and uh i didn't do anything about it or say anything. that was the longest relationship i've had, since now. and um" i shrugged my shoulders, "one day when we were home alone he decided hitting me wasn't enough" i take a shaky breath in, "that's the day i lost my virginity" i choked out
