Behind The Masks

I buttoned up my shirt and Jake threw his on. It all led back to sex. We were arguing, but a simple kiss from Jake awoke my libido and I wanted him. Bad.

Second time I fucked on Harry's desk, but this time with a different guy. When did I go from unwantable to a complete whore? The guilt was eating me up now.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Jake asked.

"Nothing, let's just go."

"No," Jake said firmly. I looked back him confused. "We're not leaving til we sort this shit out."

I sat down on Harry's desk, my hands feeling the desk where I rode Harry. Damn it. The guilt hit me anew. I looked up at Jake slowly.

"Okay, talk." Jake opened as mouth as if to say something, but the first bell of the day rang.

"Sorry, Jake. Next time."

I ran out the door and ran into Liam.

"Hey. I'm sorry," I said.

"It's no problem, are you okay?" I looked at him confused. He wiped away a tear I didn't know was falling. I hugged Liam and started sobbing. He stroked my hair, shushing me and telling me everything will be okay.

"No, it won't. I'm gonna lose my best friend and word's gonna get out and I'm gonna be called a whore and Harry's going to jail," I sobbed.

"Wait, who's Harry?" I stopped crying and started panicking. Crap, I can't dig myself out of this one. I clearly said Harry. Lie.

"H-h-he's my cousin," I stuttered. Liam nodded.

"Well, Willow. I know I just met you earlier, but you're not a whore. You seem like a beautiful girl and I'm sure you are careful and not sleeping around." If only he knew. I am sleeping around. I'm fucking two guys and the other one is probably 30. If Harry gets caught, I'm going to ruin his life. He's going to go to jail, and I'll be the one to feel bad because it was all my fault. I didn't realized I spaced out and was staring at Liam, still in his arms. I stepped away, blushing.

"Thank you, Liam. You may have creeped me out before, but thank you."

"Blunt little thing, aren't you?" I smiled at him. The bell rang ruining my talk with Liam.

"Thanks again, Liam. I'll see you around."

"Definitely," he replied.

As I walked my way to my first class of the day, I smiled. I may be whore, but I don't have to be. I'll talk to Jake and Harry.

My smile went away. I just have to tell one of them I'm not interested. But who? I love Jake, but I'd love to get to know Harry. He came to me when I needed him. That tells me I'm not just another fling. But the thing is, Harry's at the hospital. He'll be back tomorrow. I'm sure. I'll talk to him then.

Notes

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