He's Mine
Chapter2
(Joys POV)
"hello I'm Harry." God his voice was very deep and raspy. It sent chills through my body in seconds.
I was going to announce my name but my breath probably smelt like it was drenched in alcohol because my clothes do smell like it.
So I just nod my head in response and fall back onto the couch. "I believe I've seen you before."
He put his hand under his chin as one eyebrow went up since It was very noticeable he was drinking. Before I could answer Kasey popped into our conversation and answered for me.
"Our wedding, she was my bridesmaid Harry."
"Oh yeah, you were the one who was drunk and jumped onto the table and started dancing." I blushed at his comment. It was true. I was a bit, if I must say...... Drunk that night.
"Yup. That was me." I look down at my fingers and start to fiddle with them from the embarrassment.
Most people would look back at memories and laugh at them, I defiantly would but for some reason it embarrassed me since that was how he remembered me or remembered me by.
"Well, I'm going to go and change. I'll be back love." My eyes shot up at Harry's voice. My eyes widen at first but when I saw he was talking to Kasey the excitement immediately went away.
My eyes scanned Harry as he left and walked upstairs.
The way His beautiful, silky, chocolate curls bounced with every step he took.
The way his eyebrows creased together when he would think.
The way his teeth parted and his tongue would show when he laughed hard.
The way even with the smallest smile, his dimples seemed to show.
The way he way he would take his hand and push the curls that were in his face away and too the side.
The. Way he stared at me. It wasn't just any ordinary, non caring stare. It was...... Different. Really different then I Would except.
( Harry's POV)
It was extremely noticeable she was drunk. Her eyelids fell lazily as she looked down at the floor and her hands.
Her body shifted many times on the couch for unknown reasons. Plus, the smell as I entered the house. Kasey barely drinks so I knew exactly it was Joy who was drinking the liquor.
As I lift my shirt over my head I hear the bedroom door open and arms snake around my body.
"How was your day?" Kaseys soft, sweet voice mumbled against my skin as she planted soft kisses on my back.
"it was alright."
"Did you find a job?" Her voice was very low, but it usually is. "Yeah, actually I did." I say very cheerful. "It wasn't hard at all." I sat on the bed as she straddled my hips and kissed my neck.
"What kind of job is it?" She said between kisses.
"It's for the government actually. Not anything serious but it pays pretty well."
"When do you start?"
"In a week." I move in close to her as my lips were about to make contact with hers when she quickly moved away from my lap and walked to the bathroom winking back at me.
"Hey....." I walk to the bathroom but she immediately shuts it when I get there.
"Sorry baby I'm just not in the mood." I groan to her response.
"But you said that last time and the time Before that." I was pretty annoyed at this point. Me and Kasey haven't done anything in like a month or so and I have needs.
A lot of needs.
I start to make loud grunts as I walk to my closet and pull out a pair of sweatpants and a white T shirt. I threw it on and started to walk downstairs where I think Joy still is.
(Joys POV)
I pull a white book off of the wooden book shelf Kasey has just stacked. My fingers gently move across the cover as the words" Styles Wedding" was graved into it. The white book had a golden outline which brought the beauty of it all together.
My eyes scanned every little detail of the book as I opened up to the first page to see their hands joined together with a poem under the photo.
You will never be forsaken.
My life long promise will always stand.
Until my last breath I will always hold your hand.
Through everything you're half of me.
Even though we may not always agree.
You're my love, my heart.
We shall never part.
This world may not be fair.
But through sickness and in health I promise to be there.
To make you happy that's my only wish.
To love and obey is also part of my promise.
Being married to you is so sweet.
I recognize that your beauty is not only skin deep.
No mistakes will be healed against you, only buried.
That's why I believe that we're still married.
A single tear escaped my eye from reading those beautiful words in my head. The thought of my bestfriend and her husband so young and so I love sent chills through my body.
"Why can't this be me?"
"Well, maybe because the right one hasn't come along yet." My eyes shoot up at the image of Harry standing there in sweatpants moving his fingers through his silky curls.
My cheeks flush to a pink color as i thought that I was saying it in my head but I actually said it out loud.
And Harry heard me too!!! How embarrassing.
"Oh I'm sorry. I was just looking through your photo album." I frantically put their book back onto the bookshelf and walked fasted back to my comfy spot on the couch.
I tired my best to ignore Harry because every time I look at him this weird feeling goes through my body... And to be honest, I like it.
"So, Joy how did you and Kasey become best friends?" Harry asked me. I would have done the same thing since the silence was getting pretty awkward.
I shuffled my fingers through my tangled hair and moved it back like I usually do when I was thinking.
"We've been best friends since second grade when we were on the playground and this tall, bully named Rachel Green pushed me off the swing set. I fell to the ground when I saw Kasey go over to Rachel and say something to her. I never knew what it was but I knew it scared the hell out of Rachel that she never fucked with me again."
I told him that short story. I'm known for talking a lot when I'm nervous so I tried my best to keep it short and simple .
My eyes meet Harry's as he cheeks puffed up like he was trying to control his laughter. My eye brows creased together in confusion on what was so funny.
That when he bursted out in laughter. His laugh was so sexy I think I could orgasm just by the sound of it. But Harry had that type of laugh that made me want to laugh with him. So, I did.
"Kasey? Helping you? I swear I would have though it was the other way around." I playfully hit his arm and give him a death glare which made the both of us laugh harder then the first time.
"okay, what's the most embarrassing thing that happen to you at school?" I take another scoop of the chocolate ice cream I have in my hands still recovering from the last joke Harry made which made me bust out in laughter. He brought his fist under his chin as he looked up in thought.
"Oh it was when I was 11. I refused to take the trash out so the next day when I woke up all my closets an draws we're empty but there was only one thing laying in my closet neatly."
"What?" I say eager to hear the rest.
"It was a pink dress with roses my mum told me that I had to ware this dress until she felt I was ready to earn my clothes back."
In bursted out in laughter just from the picture I was imaging of little Harry wearing a pink dress and sneakers.
"How long did you wear it?" It was hard to make out a full sentence from all my laughter.
"3 or 4 days? It was the worst 3 or 4 days of my life." I take another scoop of my ice cream.
"changing the subject what was the most embarrassing t hung that happen to you in school?" He asked quickly.
That was easy.
"I pe-"
"baby I'm leaving for work." I was cut off by seeing Kasey looking into her purse searching for something.
"And Joy your free to leave whenever you feel like it. I trust the both of you." Millions of pictures of me and Harry kissing and doing things popped into my head at once.
"No I'll be leaving shortly after you. I'm just going to wash my spoon and clean up this need I left." She nooses her head up and down then kissed Harry on the lips.
For or some reason I wish that was me kissing his pink , plum- Joy stop! That's your fucking best friends husbands!! Stop it now! Right fucking now.
" I guess I should be going see you later Joy and Hazza." Hazza?
Once the the front door slammed shut and I was positive that she left I jumped onto Harry and kissed his lips roughly. I felt his strong hands take on of hips and pushed my body extremely closer to his. I let out a loud moan as he squeezed my bum. My lips parted slightly letting Harry take entrance into my mouth.
"Joy? Um Joy?" I looked at Harry who was in the kitchen holding up a bottle of liquor I emptied today all by myself. I rushed into the kitchen as grabbed the bottle out of his hands throwing it into the trash.
"What happen Joy?" His voice was soft as a whisper.
"What do you mean?" I spat at him. I hated when people got I to my business .
"why did you drink all these bottles?" I turned around and looked at Harry who was staring at me . His eyes already knew the answer but he needed to be sure.
"None of your goddamn business." I quickly gathered the other bottles and threw it into the trash avoiding any eye contact with Harry.
"Well it actually. Is when I bought these bottles you've devoured. So, let me ask you again. What happen Joy?" Oh, I like this Harry.
I took a seat on the kitchen counter as Harry stared at me waiting for a answer. I sighed.
"My boyfriend. He, um. We've been fighting non stop lately and these fights have been horrible, I mean horrible. And the last fight we had was about this girl that always came into the picture at the weirdest times. At his job, at his apartment at his studio. It was a bad fight if I must say. So, I came home a few days ago and he wasn't there. Neither was his clothes and shoes. He hasn't called me even contacted me since then."
I look down at my legs trying for Harry not to see the tears that were about to fall down my cheeks. But it was too late, he rushed over to me as he laid his body between my legs wiping the tears away that feel down my cheeks.
"A gorgeous woman like you shouldn't be crying over a loser like that. It's his lost not yours. You deserve someone way better."
I looked up up into his beautiful green orbs that were staring right into mine. "Really?" I sounded like I was a three years old.
"Really." He smiled weakly.
I felt something pulling me toward him. I didn't know what it was but I felt the urge to kiss him even though I was risky something I could never get back.
I closed my my eyes as he did too and puckered my lips out for ours to meet together. I could feel we both were pretty close when I felt his breath touch my lips.
Thats when this all took realization on me.
I opened my eyes and pulled away quickly before I did something that I was going to regret. "I can't harry." I pushed him away and hopped off the counter.
I quickly grabbed my sweater off the couch and my bag ignoring the several calls of my name from Harry. I walked toward the front door and looked back at Harry who was standing there with a pleading look in his eyes.
"This was a mistake. All of this." My eyes moved away from. Harry as he looked down as well.
"Oh and Don't worry, Kasey doesn't have to know about this." I said too Harry as I shut the door.
"hello I'm Harry." God his voice was very deep and raspy. It sent chills through my body in seconds.
I was going to announce my name but my breath probably smelt like it was drenched in alcohol because my clothes do smell like it.
So I just nod my head in response and fall back onto the couch. "I believe I've seen you before."
He put his hand under his chin as one eyebrow went up since It was very noticeable he was drinking. Before I could answer Kasey popped into our conversation and answered for me.
"Our wedding, she was my bridesmaid Harry."
"Oh yeah, you were the one who was drunk and jumped onto the table and started dancing." I blushed at his comment. It was true. I was a bit, if I must say...... Drunk that night.
"Yup. That was me." I look down at my fingers and start to fiddle with them from the embarrassment.
Most people would look back at memories and laugh at them, I defiantly would but for some reason it embarrassed me since that was how he remembered me or remembered me by.
"Well, I'm going to go and change. I'll be back love." My eyes shot up at Harry's voice. My eyes widen at first but when I saw he was talking to Kasey the excitement immediately went away.
My eyes scanned Harry as he left and walked upstairs.
The way His beautiful, silky, chocolate curls bounced with every step he took.
The way his eyebrows creased together when he would think.
The way his teeth parted and his tongue would show when he laughed hard.
The way even with the smallest smile, his dimples seemed to show.
The way he way he would take his hand and push the curls that were in his face away and too the side.
The. Way he stared at me. It wasn't just any ordinary, non caring stare. It was...... Different. Really different then I Would except.
( Harry's POV)
It was extremely noticeable she was drunk. Her eyelids fell lazily as she looked down at the floor and her hands.
Her body shifted many times on the couch for unknown reasons. Plus, the smell as I entered the house. Kasey barely drinks so I knew exactly it was Joy who was drinking the liquor.
As I lift my shirt over my head I hear the bedroom door open and arms snake around my body.
"How was your day?" Kaseys soft, sweet voice mumbled against my skin as she planted soft kisses on my back.
"it was alright."
"Did you find a job?" Her voice was very low, but it usually is. "Yeah, actually I did." I say very cheerful. "It wasn't hard at all." I sat on the bed as she straddled my hips and kissed my neck.
"What kind of job is it?" She said between kisses.
"It's for the government actually. Not anything serious but it pays pretty well."
"When do you start?"
"In a week." I move in close to her as my lips were about to make contact with hers when she quickly moved away from my lap and walked to the bathroom winking back at me.
"Hey....." I walk to the bathroom but she immediately shuts it when I get there.
"Sorry baby I'm just not in the mood." I groan to her response.
"But you said that last time and the time Before that." I was pretty annoyed at this point. Me and Kasey haven't done anything in like a month or so and I have needs.
A lot of needs.
I start to make loud grunts as I walk to my closet and pull out a pair of sweatpants and a white T shirt. I threw it on and started to walk downstairs where I think Joy still is.
(Joys POV)
I pull a white book off of the wooden book shelf Kasey has just stacked. My fingers gently move across the cover as the words" Styles Wedding" was graved into it. The white book had a golden outline which brought the beauty of it all together.
My eyes scanned every little detail of the book as I opened up to the first page to see their hands joined together with a poem under the photo.
You will never be forsaken.
My life long promise will always stand.
Until my last breath I will always hold your hand.
Through everything you're half of me.
Even though we may not always agree.
You're my love, my heart.
We shall never part.
This world may not be fair.
But through sickness and in health I promise to be there.
To make you happy that's my only wish.
To love and obey is also part of my promise.
Being married to you is so sweet.
I recognize that your beauty is not only skin deep.
No mistakes will be healed against you, only buried.
That's why I believe that we're still married.
A single tear escaped my eye from reading those beautiful words in my head. The thought of my bestfriend and her husband so young and so I love sent chills through my body.
"Why can't this be me?"
"Well, maybe because the right one hasn't come along yet." My eyes shoot up at the image of Harry standing there in sweatpants moving his fingers through his silky curls.
My cheeks flush to a pink color as i thought that I was saying it in my head but I actually said it out loud.
And Harry heard me too!!! How embarrassing.
"Oh I'm sorry. I was just looking through your photo album." I frantically put their book back onto the bookshelf and walked fasted back to my comfy spot on the couch.
I tired my best to ignore Harry because every time I look at him this weird feeling goes through my body... And to be honest, I like it.
"So, Joy how did you and Kasey become best friends?" Harry asked me. I would have done the same thing since the silence was getting pretty awkward.
I shuffled my fingers through my tangled hair and moved it back like I usually do when I was thinking.
"We've been best friends since second grade when we were on the playground and this tall, bully named Rachel Green pushed me off the swing set. I fell to the ground when I saw Kasey go over to Rachel and say something to her. I never knew what it was but I knew it scared the hell out of Rachel that she never fucked with me again."
I told him that short story. I'm known for talking a lot when I'm nervous so I tried my best to keep it short and simple .
My eyes meet Harry's as he cheeks puffed up like he was trying to control his laughter. My eye brows creased together in confusion on what was so funny.
That when he bursted out in laughter. His laugh was so sexy I think I could orgasm just by the sound of it. But Harry had that type of laugh that made me want to laugh with him. So, I did.
"Kasey? Helping you? I swear I would have though it was the other way around." I playfully hit his arm and give him a death glare which made the both of us laugh harder then the first time.
"okay, what's the most embarrassing thing that happen to you at school?" I take another scoop of the chocolate ice cream I have in my hands still recovering from the last joke Harry made which made me bust out in laughter. He brought his fist under his chin as he looked up in thought.
"Oh it was when I was 11. I refused to take the trash out so the next day when I woke up all my closets an draws we're empty but there was only one thing laying in my closet neatly."
"What?" I say eager to hear the rest.
"It was a pink dress with roses my mum told me that I had to ware this dress until she felt I was ready to earn my clothes back."
In bursted out in laughter just from the picture I was imaging of little Harry wearing a pink dress and sneakers.
"How long did you wear it?" It was hard to make out a full sentence from all my laughter.
"3 or 4 days? It was the worst 3 or 4 days of my life." I take another scoop of my ice cream.
"changing the subject what was the most embarrassing t hung that happen to you in school?" He asked quickly.
That was easy.
"I pe-"
"baby I'm leaving for work." I was cut off by seeing Kasey looking into her purse searching for something.
"And Joy your free to leave whenever you feel like it. I trust the both of you." Millions of pictures of me and Harry kissing and doing things popped into my head at once.
"No I'll be leaving shortly after you. I'm just going to wash my spoon and clean up this need I left." She nooses her head up and down then kissed Harry on the lips.
For or some reason I wish that was me kissing his pink , plum- Joy stop! That's your fucking best friends husbands!! Stop it now! Right fucking now.
" I guess I should be going see you later Joy and Hazza." Hazza?
Once the the front door slammed shut and I was positive that she left I jumped onto Harry and kissed his lips roughly. I felt his strong hands take on of hips and pushed my body extremely closer to his. I let out a loud moan as he squeezed my bum. My lips parted slightly letting Harry take entrance into my mouth.
"Joy? Um Joy?" I looked at Harry who was in the kitchen holding up a bottle of liquor I emptied today all by myself. I rushed into the kitchen as grabbed the bottle out of his hands throwing it into the trash.
"What happen Joy?" His voice was soft as a whisper.
"What do you mean?" I spat at him. I hated when people got I to my business .
"why did you drink all these bottles?" I turned around and looked at Harry who was staring at me . His eyes already knew the answer but he needed to be sure.
"None of your goddamn business." I quickly gathered the other bottles and threw it into the trash avoiding any eye contact with Harry.
"Well it actually. Is when I bought these bottles you've devoured. So, let me ask you again. What happen Joy?" Oh, I like this Harry.
I took a seat on the kitchen counter as Harry stared at me waiting for a answer. I sighed.
"My boyfriend. He, um. We've been fighting non stop lately and these fights have been horrible, I mean horrible. And the last fight we had was about this girl that always came into the picture at the weirdest times. At his job, at his apartment at his studio. It was a bad fight if I must say. So, I came home a few days ago and he wasn't there. Neither was his clothes and shoes. He hasn't called me even contacted me since then."
I look down at my legs trying for Harry not to see the tears that were about to fall down my cheeks. But it was too late, he rushed over to me as he laid his body between my legs wiping the tears away that feel down my cheeks.
"A gorgeous woman like you shouldn't be crying over a loser like that. It's his lost not yours. You deserve someone way better."
I looked up up into his beautiful green orbs that were staring right into mine. "Really?" I sounded like I was a three years old.
"Really." He smiled weakly.
I felt something pulling me toward him. I didn't know what it was but I felt the urge to kiss him even though I was risky something I could never get back.
I closed my my eyes as he did too and puckered my lips out for ours to meet together. I could feel we both were pretty close when I felt his breath touch my lips.
Thats when this all took realization on me.
I opened my eyes and pulled away quickly before I did something that I was going to regret. "I can't harry." I pushed him away and hopped off the counter.
I quickly grabbed my sweater off the couch and my bag ignoring the several calls of my name from Harry. I walked toward the front door and looked back at Harry who was standing there with a pleading look in his eyes.
"This was a mistake. All of this." My eyes moved away from. Harry as he looked down as well.
"Oh and Don't worry, Kasey doesn't have to know about this." I said too Harry as I shut the door.
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