
Dangerous...
Chapter 11
Anna's Pov
I woke up feeling this strange warmth and my head was lightly buzzing from a hangover. It was so comfortable, so I nuzzled my face into the pillow. I heard light chuckling, so my head snapped up realizing it was Harry. It was kind of awkard, I only had an extra long t-shirt on, with my bra and we were cuddling. I pulled away flushed, and rolled off the bed without saying a word. I mean I couldn't. My mom was right, every since I had came here I had turned into a slut. I have cheated on Chase so much times. With TWO different guys. I'm such an idiot, and a slut.
I felt Harry's gaze on me and I was starting to feel really uncomfortable.
"Can we please pretend this didn't happen?" I asked politely, "I don't wanna screw things up with Chase."
His eyes looked upset for a second, but turned to his normal emotionless self, "Sure, whatever just go."
I really wasn't expecting that. I was expecting for him to say something cruel. I was expecting him to call me a slut. I mean I wouldn't denie it because it awefully looks like it. Still, I've never asked for this but, I wanted this. I liked the way it felt when Harry touched me. When he would hold me. When he would just walk over to me, and just do the randomest stuff. I tried my best not to show it, but I couldn't help myself. Still though, I'm not his type. He hates my guts, and to him I'm probably just some whore he could hump and dump.
"Harry? Is something wrong?" I asked worriedly. He just seemed so distant cold and emotionless this morning. He wasn't saying anything to piss me off, or hurt me.
"No, why don't you just get back to your boring ass boyfriend?" He rolled his eyes scoffing. I guess he's back.
"He's not boring, and just cause he actually has feelings doesn't make him boring. I'm glad he's not some arrogant prick." I spat. Once I saw his facial expression though, I had regretted it. It's just that I really get defensive about him.
"Really arrogant prick? Last night who's name were you screaming, his or mine?" He smirked hopping off the bed and coming closer to me. My breath automatically hitched in my throat as he towerede over me, his dazzling green eyes piercing at me.
"Shut up, it's not like I had much of a choice." I choked out. I really can't do this. His gaze is so intent, it probably can find any lie that is about to leave my mouth.
"Choice? You basically allowed me to do it, and seriously? Out of all excuses? You were making out with Justin too, but i guess you didn't have a choice then either right?" He spat, coldly.
"I was drunk okay! And since when were you Mr. Cheating police? You pratcically snog every girl here when you're dating Polly!" I screamed.
"I'm not dating Polly. But if I was Jealous?" He said through gritted teeth before smirking.
"I'm not, you douche. I have a boyfriend, that I very well love." I responded coldly.
"We all know your lieing. Why don't you stop feeding everyone bullshit and dump that square prick." He rolled his eyes.
The nerve of a bastard, I can't believe this is some joke to him!
"First STOP CALLING HIM THAT! And I love him, you don't need to believe it, but guess what? You know nothing about love. Your just some cocky asshole who THINKS he can bang anyone he wants!" I yelled before turning around. I really need to find my knickers.
"That's way better than being some uptight, slutty bitch." He muttered, but I still heard it. That really hurt me, but enraged me even more.
"If I'm some slutty bitch then don't even bother to have anything to do with me!" I screamed at the top of my lungs before grabbing my shorts and shirt and storming off to the bathroom. I left my panties, because one, I don't wanna go back there and second, I can't even find them.
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I finally made it to my house, I knocked on the door. It opened to a hung-over Jessica.
"Finally your here! Chase called and he wanted to see if he could see you." Jessica groaned.
"Oh yeah, I'll call him." I smiled. Finally, some alone time with Chase.
"While your having sex time, I think I'm gonna go to Starbucks." She muttered grabbing her bag and walking out.
I called Chase and he said he'd be here in 10. I was nervous and a little happy, I have to admit. I haven't seen him in ages.
I heard soft knocking on the door and I automatically ran up to it. As soon as I saw Chase I engulfed him in a very tight hug.
"Ok, Anna, your cutting off my oxygen!" He choked out and I let him go laughing.
"So I bought a couple fo movies." He smiled. I heard the doorbell ring and my eyebrows furrowed, who could it be?
"Okay get it set-up while I answer the door." I said before walking up to the door.
When I opened it, I couldn't believe it who was
Harry.
I woke up feeling this strange warmth and my head was lightly buzzing from a hangover. It was so comfortable, so I nuzzled my face into the pillow. I heard light chuckling, so my head snapped up realizing it was Harry. It was kind of awkard, I only had an extra long t-shirt on, with my bra and we were cuddling. I pulled away flushed, and rolled off the bed without saying a word. I mean I couldn't. My mom was right, every since I had came here I had turned into a slut. I have cheated on Chase so much times. With TWO different guys. I'm such an idiot, and a slut.
I felt Harry's gaze on me and I was starting to feel really uncomfortable.
"Can we please pretend this didn't happen?" I asked politely, "I don't wanna screw things up with Chase."
His eyes looked upset for a second, but turned to his normal emotionless self, "Sure, whatever just go."
I really wasn't expecting that. I was expecting for him to say something cruel. I was expecting him to call me a slut. I mean I wouldn't denie it because it awefully looks like it. Still, I've never asked for this but, I wanted this. I liked the way it felt when Harry touched me. When he would hold me. When he would just walk over to me, and just do the randomest stuff. I tried my best not to show it, but I couldn't help myself. Still though, I'm not his type. He hates my guts, and to him I'm probably just some whore he could hump and dump.
"Harry? Is something wrong?" I asked worriedly. He just seemed so distant cold and emotionless this morning. He wasn't saying anything to piss me off, or hurt me.
"No, why don't you just get back to your boring ass boyfriend?" He rolled his eyes scoffing. I guess he's back.
"He's not boring, and just cause he actually has feelings doesn't make him boring. I'm glad he's not some arrogant prick." I spat. Once I saw his facial expression though, I had regretted it. It's just that I really get defensive about him.
"Really arrogant prick? Last night who's name were you screaming, his or mine?" He smirked hopping off the bed and coming closer to me. My breath automatically hitched in my throat as he towerede over me, his dazzling green eyes piercing at me.
"Shut up, it's not like I had much of a choice." I choked out. I really can't do this. His gaze is so intent, it probably can find any lie that is about to leave my mouth.
"Choice? You basically allowed me to do it, and seriously? Out of all excuses? You were making out with Justin too, but i guess you didn't have a choice then either right?" He spat, coldly.
"I was drunk okay! And since when were you Mr. Cheating police? You pratcically snog every girl here when you're dating Polly!" I screamed.
"I'm not dating Polly. But if I was Jealous?" He said through gritted teeth before smirking.
"I'm not, you douche. I have a boyfriend, that I very well love." I responded coldly.
"We all know your lieing. Why don't you stop feeding everyone bullshit and dump that square prick." He rolled his eyes.
The nerve of a bastard, I can't believe this is some joke to him!
"First STOP CALLING HIM THAT! And I love him, you don't need to believe it, but guess what? You know nothing about love. Your just some cocky asshole who THINKS he can bang anyone he wants!" I yelled before turning around. I really need to find my knickers.
"That's way better than being some uptight, slutty bitch." He muttered, but I still heard it. That really hurt me, but enraged me even more.
"If I'm some slutty bitch then don't even bother to have anything to do with me!" I screamed at the top of my lungs before grabbing my shorts and shirt and storming off to the bathroom. I left my panties, because one, I don't wanna go back there and second, I can't even find them.
* ~ * ~ * ~ *
I finally made it to my house, I knocked on the door. It opened to a hung-over Jessica.
"Finally your here! Chase called and he wanted to see if he could see you." Jessica groaned.
"Oh yeah, I'll call him." I smiled. Finally, some alone time with Chase.
"While your having sex time, I think I'm gonna go to Starbucks." She muttered grabbing her bag and walking out.
I called Chase and he said he'd be here in 10. I was nervous and a little happy, I have to admit. I haven't seen him in ages.
I heard soft knocking on the door and I automatically ran up to it. As soon as I saw Chase I engulfed him in a very tight hug.
"Ok, Anna, your cutting off my oxygen!" He choked out and I let him go laughing.
"So I bought a couple fo movies." He smiled. I heard the doorbell ring and my eyebrows furrowed, who could it be?
"Okay get it set-up while I answer the door." I said before walking up to the door.
When I opened it, I couldn't believe it who was
Harry.
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