Forever Mine

Chapter Seventeen

Peter's pov

This entire party was amazing.
I enjoyed it, because I haven't really been to something like this, not even a prom.

It was great, until Harry started to drink.

“You've had enough.” I grab his hand to push him away from the alcohol.

“Hey-- hic-- don't tell me what to do-- hic”

“we're going back home.” I sighed.

“Why don't you go with Elliot?” Harry laugs.

“Leave Elliot out of it.”

Jeez, why he has to be an ass when he's drunk? I just don't want any fights now.

“Oh, so now you're standing- hic- up for him?” He takes another sip of the alcohol. “Guess you'll leave me for him. Let's bet.”

I watch him for a little longer, with an open mouth.

“Alright” I put my jacket on. “I'm going home.”

Harry rolls his eyes. “You're no fun- hic.”

“Yeah, because this isn't fun.”

“Are you back to nerd?”

My heart jumps up. Oh no, he really had enough alcohol.

“...I am leaving this stupid conversation.”

“Seriously? You're going home? Peter, come on. Stop making a theater.”

I exhale.

I've had so, enough.

I grab his tie. “You're an incredible ass.” I let him go and walk over to the driver, that has been waiting for us the whole night.

“Please, Jon, take me home.” I rub my hair.

“Yes, sir.” Jon smiled at me and opened car door for me

Wow, at least someone nice.
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When I finally arrived home, I took a quick shower- it was two in the morning. I fell asleep almost immediately.

I thought about what Harry said.

I know he is even able to hurt me when he's drunk, not much of course.. that's why I left him in the first place.

Why would he think I'd leave him for someone else? Does he even like-- trust me?

Would he cheat on me?

I felt my eyes filled with hot tears. And I bite my lip.

Basically, I cried myself to sleep.

In the morning,

I wake up, confused. My hair is messy and I am feeling so-- high chested. Right from the morning. That's weird.

I sit up and look around.

Wow, Harry's not in the bed? Don't tell me he stayed night with---

“Stop.” I take a deep breath.

I rub my hair and walk to the kitchen.

“Harry?” I call out.

Nothing. Well.

I walk to the living room, and there. I Saw him, laying on the couch.

Why on the couch? He's such an idiot.

I sigh. I know he was rude, but I am not going to be.

I covered him by a banket and went to get ready for work.

Harry's pov

I wake up, with an incredible headache.

I sit up, and confusedly look around for a while... Why Am I in the living room?

I don't remember anything at all.

Don't tell me we fought yesterday with Pete.

I panic. I literally began to panic, when I stand up, and walk all around the house-- just trying to find my lovely boyfriend.

“Hey-- Pete!”

Peter sighs and closes the bathroom door behind me, locking himself in.

Yup. We fought.

“Peter, open the door!”

Nothing.

I take a deep breath and sit to the door, taking my hair..

What did I do? It was my fault wasn't it? Pete is never so easily mad,

Oh no.. What am I gonna do?!

Suddenly the door opens.

I stand up and Peter walks past.

“That's it?” I scoff “Ignoring me?”

I follow him to the bedroom closet.

“Yeah,” He says in sarcastic tone.

“What did I do?” I cross my arms.

“Well, the best you could when you're drunk. You didn't hit me, and you even didn't yell at me.”

I sigh. “Peter,”

“I'm just fucking trying.”

My heart jumped up.

No. This isn't happening.

“I know you are!” my facial expression changed “Don't leave me.”

“Oh Jesus Christ no, I'm not going to. I just need a space, stop crowding me.”

“Don't do that, Peter”

“Harry, I just need to think at least a little bit. You want a relationship so suddenly, you've never been in a serious one-- it's hard for me to stand this all.”

“You're not the only one trying.”

“I could just leave. But I won't, because I fucking love you..do you? I don't really think so”

“What are you saying?” I walk over to him, he's tearing up.

“Pete. I love you. I Really do, okay?”

“....” He starts to cry “I want to believe you! I really do! But I can't - -”

“Pete, give me your hand.”

I quickly grab his hand and place it to my chest.

So he felt my heart beat.

I, lifted his chin, so he was looking into my eyes. There was a blush on his cheeks.

“This is me; the all of me.”

“Harry..”

“And I'm all yours. Only yours.” I smile.

He gives up; and throws his arms around my neck, so we crushed our lips against each other.

“You're not completely forgiven” He huffs.

I look at him.

“Going to work.. Get a rest, and don't work, you'll be sick.”

What is he still mad about?

I get there's something he's not telling me.

“Alright?”

He leaves.

Peter's pov

As soon as I leave, I broke down in tears.

He's cheating on me..

I saw the neck mark.
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