Magic

Chapter 14

--------------HARRYS POV-----------------
The next morning I wake up in a unfamiliar place. My eyes adjusting to the light. My eyes land on her.

"What are you doing?" I ask as I slowly sit up.

I admire her as she stands in front of me. She smiles at me as she walks towards me, wearing my shirt. I smirk at her as she gets closer to me. She gets on my lap, kissing me down my jawline. I wrap my arms around her waist bringing her closer.

Her lips find their way to mine. Her body slowly grinding against mine.

"Fuck..." She moans against my lips.

I open my eyes and I meet hers.

"I love you Harry.."

I stop and I just look at her.

"What?"

"I-is that a bad thing?" She raises her eyebrow at me as she gets off of me.

"I..yes it kinda is. We are just fuck friends." I frown as I get up from the bed and I look for my boxers.

"So that means I can't fall in love with you?" She asks as she crosses her arms.

Hurt written all over her face.

"That's exactly what it means Paola." I put my jeans back on.

"What? Harry I can't believe you." She grabs into my arm and prevents me from zipping my jeans.

"Well believe it babe." I frown as I get out her grip to zip my jeans up.

"Can I have my shirt back?" I look at her. She raises her eyebrow.

"You can not be serious."

"Keep it then." I sigh and get my shoes on.

"Why can't we be more than fuck friends?" She frowns

I put my hoodie on and get my keys and phone off her night stand.

"Harry answer my question." She blocks the door, crossing her arms.

"We we can't more than fuck friends." I try getting her out of the way. She huff

"Why not?"

"Because." I look at her hurt expression and I immediately reminds me of Maddie's hurt expression last night.

Maddie..what the hell was my problem? I had her where I wanted her and now I had pushed her away like before.

"Because why." Paola demands. She keeps looking at me. The frown on her face never leaving her features.

"Please just move out the way." I look at her. She frowns and takes the shirt off. Revealing her perfect shaped breasts. She throws the shirt at my face.

"Paola please un-"

"Paola nothing Harry. Just no. No Harry. You have to understand ME." She points to herself.

"I'm in love with a guy that uses me whenever his horny self needs some pussy."

"Pao-"

"Let me fucking finish will you?!"

My eyes go wide and look at the hurt she has in her eyes.

"I'm tired of knowing that you only come to me to complete your sexual pleasures!" The tears start to roll down her cheeks.

I just look at her.

"But I'm done with you. So get out." She opens the door.

"So do I call you later?" I raise my eyebrow

"Bye." She pushes me out the door and slams the door in my face.

I sigh as I put the t-shirt over my shoulder. I look at the door and just shake my head before heading to my car.