M I L A

I felt my chest go up and down, still out of it from our kiss. I don’t know what came over me. It was… unexplainable and wrong. It was wrong. I bit on my lip thinking about Grayson. I put my head in my hands in shame because I know that he would never do this to me. Or at least I think he wouldn’t. God, couldn’t I just catch a break. First it was my dad and now this mess. I felt his eyes train on me and follow my every move. I took my head out of my hands and got down from the counter to begin walking out.

As I began reaching for the door, Harry took my hand and spinned me around just to place his lips over mine again. This is unbearable. The feelings these two boys put me in and how I became easily frustrated. This time I pushed him back sooner than last. I looked into his eyes and read the hurt pulsing through them. I looked down.

“I can’t. I’m with Grayson and I can’t hurt him. Not this way.” My voice came out smoothly but low. It was a secret between the two of us and it couldn’t leave this house. Not ever. His hand was still wrapped tightly on my wrist. “I’m sorry, but any other time… “ I trailed off not knowing what to say. I looked down searching for the answer.

“I don’t care.” I looked up and he looked into me. “I don’t care if you’re with Grayson. You need someone who can take care of you.” He had easily backed me on the wall I was nearest to without taking his eyes off me. “Who can respect you,” he leaned down into my ear, “and make you feel like no one else can.” My heart rate accelerated with each word he spoke, making me tremble. It was a Harry I haven’t even laid eyes on before.

Wanting to leave his presence in a hurry, I slid out from him and exited the kitchen. I lightly jogged upstairs and back into Harry’s room. I laid on his bed and pulled the sheets over my head wanting to believe this never happened. I don’t like Harry. But as I was slowly repeating this in my head, I began slowly falling for him without knowledge.

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