The Encounter |H.S|

15

I knock on Harry's door before leaving work. I thought about Megan's words and now I am going to have a mature talk with him, so I can clear up my head.

"Come in!" He says and I swear I could hear the angry tone in his voice, which makes me flinch slightly and gulp nervously, standing frozen in front of the door and pondering if this was a good idea.

"I said come in!" He exclaims, and instead of barging through his door like he does to me, I stand still and regret my choice of coming here since he seems to be in a bad mood.

Suddenly the door is wide open and he looks down at me, his hard expression turning into a cocky one as his lips turn into a smirk and he eyes me up and down. "Well, what do we have here?"

I furrow my eyebrows as annoyance floods through my mind. "We need to talk." I state firmly, walking past him and into his office with crossed arms before he closes the door and looks at me with a blank expression on his face.

"What is it?" He asks, walking closer to me and standing in front of me which makes me take a step backwards so I wasn't exceedingly close to him and he frowns.

"What are we doing?" I sigh, my arms falling to my sides and looking up at him defeatedly as his frown remains on his features. With one big and slow step, he walks closer to me and I feel a lump forming in my throat due to my nervousness, which makes me walk backwards but my lower back hits his desk, stopping me from going any further.

I mentally groan in failure once he stands closer to me then I intended to. "What do you mean?" He asks and I press my lips into a line before speaking.

"Yes Harry, you can't keep messing with my head with your stupid games because I know for a fact that you're only trying to mess with me and I really don't want to fall for it! You have a girlfriend and you said you will propose soon, you're acting like a major cheater because you cheat on me and now you're cheating on her because you kissed me an-"

He interrupts me crashing his lips against mine and instead of pulling away, my hands travel from his shoulders to his curls while he sets his hands firmly on my hips. "God, shut up, shut up." He whines in between the kiss, pressing me closer against him and letting out a moan as I grip his curls.

I part my lips and he pushes his tongue inside my mouth as I let out a quiet whimper at the feeling. He suddenly pulls me up by my hips, sitting me on his desk while his lips move in sync with mine, his hands moving to grip my thighs softly.

He pulls away, only to attach his lips on my neck, leaving a trail of kisses from my jaw to my collar bones until he finds the one spot that makes my knees weak, sucking and biting on it with no mercy as quiet moans come past my lips. "Harry..."

"You don't fucking understand that I don't love Charlotte, do you?" He mutters, eventually raising his head and looking down at me as I sit pathetically on top of his desk, "I never fucking loved her Evelyn."

"B-but you-"

"I'm not finished, don't make assumptions about me Evelyn because I am not cheating, we didn't fuck so it's not cheating an-"

"That made no sense." I point out and he glares at me, making me raise my arms in defence and gesture him to keep talking.

"If I am indeed cheating on her, she doesn't care because the only thing she cares about is my dick and my money." He states in a harsh tone and I raise my eyebrows at his language.

"How can you be so sure of that Harry?" I ask, not believing his words while crossing my arms as he shakes his head in disbelief.

"She spends too much time at work so I bet she's cheating on me!" He sneers, rolling his eyes in annoyance and I frown.

"Do you even have proof of that?" I ask and he looks down at me with furrowed eyebrows before shaking his head in denial, "then you can't make assumptions about her as well."

"Evelyn, I don't care if she is or not, the only thing she wants is money and sex and I do not want to give her any of it because I don't love her sinc-"

I interrupt him, pressing my lips against his and he immediately moves his lips with mine, his hands moving to my hips and pulling me to the edge of his desk and biting down on my bottom lip lightly. I take the initiative to pull away and look up at him as his eyes stay closed, his eyebrows furrowed and his teeth biting his bottom lip. "Harry, I-"

"You don't know...you don't know how hard it is for me to not fuck you right here, right now." He mumbles and I widen my eyes slightly at his confession.

"We can't, Harry I've been trying so hard to be a strong woman and move on from you, I want to be those type of women who don't give a fuck and keep their life going after everything they go through, and you are not helping me achieve that." I mumble, my gloomy eyes looking up to meet his and he frowns, raising his hand and resting it on my cheek before stroking it slowly with his thumb.

"But you are a strong woman Evelyn, one of the strongest women I've ever met," He mutters, his eyes flickering between my eyes and my lips, "me kissing you doesn't make you any less strong."

"Yes it does, because I should resist the urge to kiss you too! But no, I just keep burying myself in this situation further and further and I hate it because I should just say no and move on, but instead, here I am sitting in your desk and kissing you like nothing ever happened, and that is not good!" I panic, flailing my arms around as I speak and he keeps looking at me with a calm expression on his face.

"Evelyn, if it is what you want to do, you shouldn't restrain yourself from doing it." He mutters and I shake my head frantically at his words, wiping my teary eyes.

"No, no it doesn't work like that I-"

He presses a long kiss to my lips, one of his hands on my neck while the other one stays on my cheek. "Stop worrying so much Evelyn."

I immediately push him away at his words, flashbacks from the day I started having doubts about our relationship. He had come home from work at one in the morning and after I questioned about the reason he did that, he simply told me to stop worrying so much all the time.

"I have to go." I mutter, watching as his face falls slightly and a frown makes its appearance on his face.

"Evelyn-"

"I have to go." I repeat, getting up from his desk and leaving his office in a blink of an eye.

I can't believe I just did this.

I have no words :) i hope you're enjoying the story!♡