twenty-two.

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Harry hasn't realized how long he's been holding onto Kristen. He sniffles and pulls away from her, finally. He then looks at her.

Kristen is running her fingers through his hair the way she always used to do. "Please, give me the chance to make it all up to you."

Harry doesn't know what's happening. He doesn't move and he doesn't nod to her proposal either.

She leans in and Harry stays where he is. His eyes begin to close slowly as he feels Kristen's nose brush against his. He could feel her breath as she's tempting him. No. Why can't he tell her not to do what she's about to do?

Their lips touch and it all feels familiar. She's kissing him and his first instinct is to sink into her kiss. She leans Harry back to crawl on top of him. Kristen's kissing him hard after she straddles him. She's quick. She's quick to assume what he wants so she reaches for his sweater and she tugs the zipper down.

Harry groans underneath her and he's panting harder than he's ever had before. It's like he's fighting himself, but the temptation is winning. He physically can't fight her off and he doesn't know why.

She pulls away to take off her top.

Harry watches her and he's frozen again. He's looking at Kristen undress for him and it feels like the past. It doesn't feel like the present. He's stuck in the past again when he shouldn't be. He's shocked by himself. What is he doing? He didn't come for this.

Kristen leans in for another kiss again, but this time Harry moves. She pulls back and looks at him. "Harry... c'mon." She's panting. She sounds scared. She reaches for the top of his joggers.

He can't let anything happen. He nudges her hands away and says, "You can't do that, Kristen. You can't kiss or touch without asking. I didn't come for this." He gets out of her straddle and she falls backs against the couch. He wipes his filthy mouth. He then zips his sweater back up and shakes his head. "I came for clarity! I came for closure and I think I finally got it. I want nothing to do with you," he tells her and with that, he heads for the door.

He's storming out of her apartment and he hears her cry out for him. He feels disgusted. He can't believe he almost lost himself for a moment. He spent so many nights hurting over what could've been. It took someone else to make him realize he wasted those nights.

Luna.

He wants her. Not Kristen. He knows that now. Does she want him? It felt like last night really meant a lot to both of them. She kissed him before she left to work and she never does that. He has to know how she feels. They could be something so good. They aren't meant to be only friends, but he can't hide the fact that Kristen kissed him and he sort of let her. She will find out. He knows damn well Madison will tell her because Kristen will definitely tell Madison.

He's walking back home and he's cursing at himself. Why can't anything go right for him?

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It's later in the evening and he's been home for a while. He's waiting for Luna. She texted him a few minutes ago that she was on her way to his flat. He suddenly feels so nervous.

He could really call him mum or sister right now, but they're probably in bed or getting ready for bed across the sea. Though, he knows they would be disappointed if he were to tell them he almost lost it all for Kristen. They hate her guts and he understands why.

There's a knock on his bedroom door. He looks over and gets up to go open it. He finds Luna. She's smiling at him and she's wearing sheer tights, a short skirt, and a tight and fitted long-sleeved shirt. "Levi let me in," she says and puts her hand on his chest. She lightly pushes him back. "I had a really long day... but I'm ready to be tied up." She says by his ear as she closes the door behind her.

Harry doesn't smile or say anything. He feels another pang of guilt. He only stands there.

Luna looks at him and raises an eyebrow. "Okay, you don't have to tie me up if you don't want to." She laughs and goes over to sit on his bed. She smirks as she crosses her legs and leans back.

He sighs. He has to get it out. "Luna," he starts.

She notes the seriousness in his tone and sits up. "Yeah?"

He walks closer to her and then sits down next to her. He finds her brown eyes and it takes him a moment to speak. "I have to tell you... I messed up today."

Luna raises an eyebrow. She's confused. She turns to him and she suddenly looks concerned. "With what? Is it about work? Did you stand up to Beth?" She asks and she reaches for his hands.

Harry looks down at their hands. He lets himself hold them for a short moment then he lets out a breath. "No... I, um, I went to see Kristen today and we kissed."

Luna is looking at him, but then looks away the moment he reveals the kiss. She scoffs and pulls her hands away from his. She stands up. "Uh," she's speechless.

"I don't know what happened." He stands up as well. "It happened so fast, but I stopped it. I stopped it because you're the one I want to be with, Luna."

Luna laughs. She's in shock and she turns away from him. She's trying to process it all. "I'm so stupid," she whispers. Did she miss what he's told her?

Harry sighs. "Luna-" He takes a step towards her.

"No!" She turns to him. She's frowning. "I don't know you. I'm so stupid because I told her you would never ever go back to her."

"You what?" He's confused.

She sighs and puts her hands on her hips. She's looking around the room. She's looking anywhere but his eyes. "She came up to me just yesterday, told me you were going to end up together and that I was just a good time." She scoffs again. "And, now I'm the stupid one! I really believed that you wouldn't be that stupid to go back to her. I was so confident that you wouldn't pull a shit like that." She's angry.

Harry could see her eyes grow glossy and he's swallowing the lump in his throat. He didn't know Kristen had talked to her. "Luna, I'm sorry..."

"For what?" She's crossing her arms now. "And to think I was letting my guard down for you. I even let you fuck me raw more than once because I trusted you."

He's hurting. He shakes his head and steps closer. "I know... I know I must've broken that trust, but it was a mistake. I didn't want to kiss her. That's not why I went to see her. I wanted closure. I wanted to finally move on because I'm there. I'm ready to move on. It took today to realize what I want. Luna, I want you. I-"

She frowns. "Don't. Please, don't keep talking. How can you know you want me?" She laughs at that. "You don't even know me! We don't know each other. What is wrong with you? You will never have me, okay? I don't have feelings for you... It was just sex."

He watches as she's heading to the door. "Luna," he says again, but her words hurt him, and maybe it was supposed to. It wasn't just sex. He knows it wasn't just sex for her like it wasn't for him.

"Leave me alone, yeah?" She says as she leaves his bedroom.

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