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Running Into Danger

Conserving Water

I keep listening to every single sweet word that escapes from his lips but that will only make leaving him hurt worse. What he just said to me makes my heart melt, it makes me want to straddle his waist and kiss him like there’s no tomorrow. But I can’t. I’m fed up with… everything! I’m mad and I don’t even know what I’m mad about. I have to shrug him off. It’s the only way to make going away easier.

“Harry. I’m going to take a shower. I’ve had enough of this ride.” I shake his hands off of my wrists, making my way towards the bathroom.

“The only thing you’re going to be riding tonight is… me.”

And there it is. That feeling in the pit of my stomach where I feel terror, excitement, adrenaline, butterflies, a tingling sensation. I feel so many different things when I hear him talk like that. I hear a drawer slide open. I turn around to see Harry holding my black lace thong between his two fingers.

“I’ve always wanted to try something with you.” He looked up at me with a small smirk, squinting those emerald eyes at me, drawing me into his world of lust. The burning, tingling feeling is no longer just in my stomach; it’s between my thighs.

“I’m going to shower…”

“A shower sounds nice right now. You and I, in the shower, together. Lets conserve water and shower with each other. Our wet naked bodies touching, hands roaming everywhere.”

Harry walks up to me skimming his hands down my arms, waist, hips, and then inching towards my core. Then he whispers, “And I mean everywhere,” rubbing up against my throbbing heat. I so wanted to stand there and be in the moment but no.

“If you’re still horny I’m sure Clara isn’t too far from here. You can probably catch the walking STD and have shower sex with her.”





Harry POV

She’s been in the shower for around fifteen minutes. I’m still in her room lying on her bed breathing in her fruity scent from her pillows. I’m even cuddling up with her two stuffed animals. I just don’t want her to go. What lad would be okay with their girlfriend giving up their life?

I was about to knock on the bathroom door to make sure everything is okay but I heard quite sobs.

“Riley? It’s me, are you alright?”

No answer.

“Riley Elizabeth Shawn, baby?” I whispered.

I heard an even bigger sob escape from her. That’s it I’m going in my baby needs me even if she doesn’t want to admit it. I open and close the door. I take off my shirt, undue my pants sliding them and my boxers off. I push the shower curtain open revealing a somber Riley. She’s just standing in the middle of the shower looking down crying. Sometimes a good cry in the shower is all you need to release the pain that has build up inside. I know I’ve done it before. I step in the shower with her.

I pulled her into my chest and wrapped my arms around her small frail body.

“I didn’t fall in love with you. I walked into love with you, with my eyes wide open, choosing to take every step along the way. I do believe in fate and destiny, but I also believe we are only fate to do the things that we’d choose anyways. And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you. You’re pretty much my favorite thing ever.”

She nestled her face deeper into my chest, hands holding onto my arms.

I kissed the crown of her head and we just stood there in the shower until the water ran cold. She let me towel her off, let me dry and brush her hair.

“Look at you. You look just as new,” I said with a kiss to her nose.

“Thanks Harry.”

“Do you want to watch a movie, play a card game, braid each others hair? I’m pretty sure mine is long enough.”

“No.”

I collapsed on her bed. I yelled into her pillow. Ugh! I’m trying here! God damn it what are we suppose to do sit here awkwardly and have an eye starring contest?

“I, I just want to talk.”

“Sure! Yes! Talking is always good!”

“I have to tell you something.”

"Anything.:

“Harry.” She takes in a deep breath. “I’m pregnant.”

Notes

AAAHHH! We got another prego lady over here!

So do you think now since Riley is pregnant she's going to stay? I hope so! you just never know.

Thanks to everyone voting and subscribing :) I love you all so much X.

Comments

are you gonna keep on with the book? Cause i really need a fucking ending , i can´t wait any more

LOVING ITTTT SO MUCH! Still crying over Harry's little appearance

Omg it´s so cute I can´t handle it Luke "talking" to Harry about Riley is too much it´s... i can´t even describe it its so sad and cute that he cares about Riley and wants to fulfill Harry´s wish of Riley being happy

TWINS YAY!! At least Riley has gorgeous little miracles to remind her of Harry

O. M. G Please keep writing