My Passion

Another chance to happiness. Or was it?

MARY P.O.V

"So Har..." I got cut off when Harry lips crushed mine.

His hands were on my waist and his lips were moving against mine. Strongly.

I was shocked. My lips were cold against him. I couldn't think properly. PROPERLY? I couldn't think at all. I started struggling against his chest trying to release myself, but his grip was strong, and I couldn't move at all. Finally, he released me. I sigh and gave him the most disgusting look I could ever give. He kept my hand and press it. I was about to say something but someone behind me spoke.

"Mary?" I turned, and it was Zayn. As I saw Zayn, I was angrier on Harry. I turned to Harry and lifted my hand to slap him, but he caught my hand and put it on one side of his face. He winked at me and gave me a serious look.

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!

I got a little bit of clue that Harry wanted me to keep my mouth shut about it but what I wasn't understanding why he was doing it. He said he wanted me to meet him but really What the fuck was that.

"What is going on." Zayn finally spoke and we both turned to him.

I kept my mouth shut and let Harry do all the talking.

Harry Spoke

"What?" And gave him a smirk. I was barely breathing, and my heart was pumping hard against my chest.

"Are you guys seeing each other?" He asked in a shocking tone as he walked towards us.

Harry put a hand on my shoulder, giving me a side hug and making my heart drop its beat.

"Yes, we are seeing each other." He said with a laugh and pulled me closer to him. I was hating every moment of it. I didn't like Harry touching me. I could see Zayn was hurt. I didn't know why but it was clear in his eyes.

But I kept my trust on Harry and let him do everything. Zayn stared at me for a minute, then he growled a little at Harry and then he left.

And I swear I saw a tear in his eyes.

Zayn was gone and I was numb. Now it was me and Harry alone. I just wanted to slap him so hard but kept it down. But I could feel my blood boiling behind my ears.

I turned to Harry and stared at him. I was waiting for him to explain but he didn't.

"EXPLAIN?" I suddenly yelled at him without giving him or even myself a warning and it scared both of us.

"You didn't see that?" He replied calmly increasing my anger.

"YES, I SAW, I SAW TEAR IN HIS EYES." I yelled at him but continued in a low voice

"Why would you do that Harry?" Because now I was crying. I blinked back the tears and looked at him.

"Yes, he was hurt." He replied. I was shocked by his such clam behavior on his extra stupid action. He continued

"But now think, why he was hurt? He shouldn't be hurt seeing me and you kissing each other. He shouldn't be shocked to see me and you together because he doesn't love you Marry, he loves Sally. Right?" He said resting his hands on my shoulders.

I nodded giving thoughts to his every word. He continued.

"Now think Mary before hitting me." He laughed a little "He is hurt because he doesn't like seeing you with anyone else." Tears stream down my face as I looked into Harry's eyes. A ray of hope shun in my heart but I didn't believe it because i couldn't afford my heart to be broken again.

I released myself from his hands and replied him in a shaky dry voice

"It's not true Harry. He loves Sally and I know it. I Just can't think of it, Harry. Not again. I know I will be hurt." I turned my face.