Hurt

Chapter Four.

Abigail|

As some of us from the restaurant approached the rooftop Carl owned, there were already people waiting for our arrival. Seemed like they've added a party celebration. The place was semi packed with what i'm guessing Carl's friend and family. As soon as I spotted the bar I made my way over to order something to drink. I felt strange. I don't know why I almost felt upset about Harry's actions, i'm sure some of the guys i've hooked up with have had girlfriends. Is it because I didn't know that made everything better? I don't know who to feel pity for, myself or his damn wife.

"So, how are you feeling about the whole situation?" Alison sat right besides me. Great start to try and ignore the situation. I rolled my eyes at how this seemed to be becoming more of a bigger deal than it should be.

"There's no situation" I folded my arms on the bar table and turned my head to focus on everyone celebrating and laughing to my left.

"Are you kidding me, look how you're acting. Stop trying to act so big and bad and admit that it hurt you. What Harry did wasn't right, so come on let's talk." I took a few minutes to respond to her until finally realizing she was right. I am way too fucking upset, more than I should be, but I have all the right to be. I had incredible sex with an engaged man. I finally turned my head to look towards her direction.

"It just amazes me how cruel guys can be, you know, How someone can have the balls to get down on one knee and propose to someone, then practically make love to someone they picked up at a bar. It's just not sitting right with me." I took sip of my drink and looked away from Allison once again feeling a bit embarrassed of how emotional that had came out. She placed her warm hand on my shoulder, we weren't the lovey dovey type of friends. Being able to talk to her was enough to feel comfort.

"I'm sorry you had to go through this. I know it adds on to your trust issue. You've came a long way from when you first started. Speak to Harry, you need to hear things from him personally."

" Speak to him for what, there's nothing going on with him and I, he doesn't need to give me an explanation" I snapped, coming out a bit colder than it meant to, I felt my emotions beginning to take over me slowly. Allison just simply smiled at me and placed her hand on mine before standing up to walk away.

" Can we talk." The familiar voice instantly sent small goosebumps up my exposed arm. Why is this man making me feel this way. Allison had definitely seen him coming. I don't know wether to let him sit and explain or attempt to walk away from him once again. I didn't know if I wanted him to come after me or leave me alone. I don't even know this man for him to have me seconding guessing my actions. Maybe it's the way he touched me that night, I don't ever think i've been touched so passionately in my life. Not that the sex before him wasn't good, but something about the way he mixed gentle and aggressive so well had me feeling a way I can't seem to figure out. Maybe it was just the sex, yeah, let's go with that.

"Talk about how you didn't bother to mention your engagement before inviting me over your apartment?" I said furiously while turning myself around on the stool to face him. I noticed everyone sitting on the couch a few steps across the bar from us, thankfully their attention was no where near on us. He stood there looking amazingly sexy in his all black suit that he wore to dinner tonight. His pushed back hair was now a bit messy, leaving a few strings of hair sticking out. I don't know how someone can look this incredible. Fuck him. He walked over to lean his arms on the bar that my elbows where now leaning against. I watched him as he  took both his hands and intertwined them together, his eyes looking straight ahead. The small silence had seemed like forever.

"I wish I could tell you everything from the beginning but we would be here all day. Yes, I'm engaged.. but there's so much behind the engagement that I am not allowed to talk about-" Before he could continue I instantly got up.

"Great so then there's nothing to talk about." Again He wasted no time grabbing my wrist, to my surprise it was way more tight and aggressive than what I had expected it to be, his actions had definitely taken me by surprise.

"Stop walking away from me like a fucking child. I am trying to have a conversation with you like two grown adults." He furiously said trying to hide his anger. I could tell how annoyed he was by the aggression in his voice. His eyes never left mine, even after he began to roll them.

"Get the fuck off of me Harry." I was beginning to feel beyond furious. Who the fuck does he think he is?

" Tell everyone goodnight, I will be waiting for you downstairs." He demanded while letting my arm fall down to my side. With that being said he turned his large back to me and began to walk away from the area we were both standing in. Very demanding, something about the way he spoke to me made my feet get going and do as I was told.

I told everyone goodnight, Mona was surprised at how early I was leaving the scene. It was only 10pm and she knew how much i'd love functions and going out. I told her my feet hurt from the heels I wore tonight and wanting to get some rest, to make up for my early dismissal I offered to go early in the morning to the bakery. Finally, after saying goodnight to maybe about 20 people and quickly filling in Allison, I began to walk down the stairs to meet Harry. I can't believe he has got someone as stubborn as me to do as he said. What the fuck was he doing to me. Through the glass door I saw Harry standing against a black car. He looked at his watch as if he was timing, which I wouldn't be surprised. He looked right up the door once he saw me walk out.

"Let's go." He still seemed annoyed as he opened his door and got into his vehicle. Why the fuck is he in a mood, I shouldn't even be out here with him. As I began to move my feet around the car to head over to the passenger side our eye met once again through the windshield of his car, the mix of his stare and my heels made the walk so much longer than it should've been. Our little staring contest finally breaking as I flopped into the front seat.

"Where are you taking me." I said while looking out my window, finally breaking the silence between us that has seemed to be dragging. He should be the one kissing my toes right now, I didn't do shit. He took a few seconds to reply to me, I instantly felt crazy for saying something first.

"We're going somewhere to talk."  I looked over at him, his eyes were glued to the road while his right hand stretched out on the wheel and his left elbow leaning against his door. I guess he felt me staring because he turned his head real quick to take a glance at me and back at the road.

" I'm sorry Abigail okay. I don't know how to act in this situation. She flew down here without me knowing." He was making absolutely no sense.

"Where is your fiancé anyways" I responded in a mockingly way.

"Tasha. Her name is Tasha. She went to her father's apartment." So i'm guessing she's familiar with the city. I didn't even bother replying. I just continued the ride in silence trying to hide how impatient I was getting.

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