(Maya's POV)

I instantly groan loudly as I feel my head ache worst by the minute. My head lays sloppily into the pillow as my hand shots to my head as if that would calm my killer head ache down.

I sit my body up on the bed, as I close my eyes trying to think about what happen last night... But every time I try to remember, another pain shoots through my head causing me to wince.

As I make up my mind to get out of bed and get some Tylenol for my head ache, I scoot out of my bed so my feet landed on the cold wooden floor.

I looked down at my body but instantly get confused by what I was wearing.... A big black t shirt, that's not mine. Huh? This shirt definitely wasn't mine.

Once, it was too big and two, it's just not mine. I would remember buying it right? I just shook it off and started to walk downstairs.

As I opened the door to my bedroom, the house was silent. My mom and Jeff still weren't here, so it's still me and Harry. Yay. I began to walk downstairs. My hand securely held onto the railing so I could keep my balance since I was still a bit light headed.

Once I got to the bottom on the stairs, I head whispering coming from the kitchen. By the sound of the voice, it was definitely Harry. I could recognize his voice anywhere. I slowly tiptoed over to the kitchen, but hid behind the wall so I could listen to his conversation.

Yes, I know I'm noisy.

I held my body against the wall in attempt to listen to what he was saying.

"but I swear, if Chris did anything to her... Ima kill him........... I don't care! H-................. Chris deserves it!................ You know what, she's my sister, why would I care!............. I'm not scared of him!............... No, she's sleep right now......... Yeah, yeah............ Okay........... I get it......... Alright!........ Bye."

As soon as Harry said Chris, everything from last night flashed back to my mind in seconds.

Going out to the club with Chris..
Drinking a bit to much...
Dancing......
Chris hitting me......
Everything.

As soon as I watched Harry drop his phone onto the counter, I walked into the kitchen and acted like I heard nothing.

"Good morning Maya." Harry said, looking down at his phone.

"Good morning Harry." I walked to the cabinet with the medicine in search for some Tylenol. My eyes scanned the cabinet, but it wasn't there. I sighed deeply and walked to the kitchen table and sat down, holding my head in my hands.

"What's wrong Maya?" Harry said in a concerned voice. I watched as he said down across from me.

"Nothing... I just have a bad head ache." It even hurt when I talked. Harry instantly got up from his seat walking to the counter that he was originally standing at. I watched him as he grabbed a small plastic cup and the bottle of Tylenol.

He walked over to my and placed both of the items in front of me before returning to his seat across from me.

"I'm sorry. I meant to bring it up to you, but I was on the phone. My bad." He confessed to me. I gave him a genuine smile, before popping the pill into my mouth and gulping it down with the cup of water Harry gave me.

"Thank you.." I mumble, looking down at my hands.

"For what?" He said, looking up from his cell phone. I bit down on my bottom lip as I looked him in his eyes.

"Thank you help me last night. I should have listened to you. I should have never went out wit Chris or even with out altogether. I was being spiteful and it actually backfired on me since Chris hit me when he was drunk." My eyes immediately grew wide when I realized what I had just said.

I prayed in my mind that Harry didn't hear what I said, but by the look on his face, he heard me. Crystal clear.

I watched as Harry stared at me. He slammed his phone onto the table and clenched his hands into a fist. I watched as his body stiffened and his jaw clenched. I scared me because I never seen him this mad before.

"He h- hit you?" He said angrily between his teeth. I gulped heavily, knowing that he was going to have to find out anyways.

"Y- y- yes." I replied slowly.

Harry instantly got up from his seat and walked quickly over to me, forcefully moving my hand away from my face. I watched Harry closely as he scanned my bruised black and blue cheek. His soft hand traced the bruise like it was fragile or delicate.

"Harry...." I drifted off, trying to cool down the situation.

"It's not that big of a de-"

"Yes it is! He laid his hands on you! And no one, is ever allowed to do that! When I hurt you the day of the wedding, it was on complete accident and I apologized, but this, he's gonna have to pay for what he did to you."

I automatically got up from my seat to follow Harry as he walked out the kitchen. I stood in the doorway as he grabbed his coat off the arm of the couch. He began to walk back into the kitchen but I immediately stopped him.

"Where are you going Harry?" I asked. He didn't look me in my eyes. Instead, he just looked straight, tapping his fingers against his leg.

"Move Maya. Please." He said demandingly. But I held my own. I didn't move.

"Move. Maya." He said between his teeth this time. It wasn't hard to tell he was getting fed up, but I don't care.

"No."

"Move Maya. Or I'll move you." By the tone of his voice, he was serious. So I gave up and moved out the way. Harry instantly walked passed me and to the kitchen table where he grabbed his keys and phone. He quickly walked passed me again and headed for the front door this time.

"Harry! Where are you going!?" I yelled to him. He opened the front door to the house but stood in the doorway.

"I'm going to teach Chris a lesson." He said simply. I knew he was serious so I didn't doubt his words. Before Harry fully closed the door, I ran to him, grabbing his arm in attempt to pull him back into the house. But he was just too strong, but I kept trying.

"You seriously think you can pull me maya?" He chuckled as I tired pulling him back into the house once again. When I finally gave up, there was one more thing that I could try to stop him. It was risking a lot, but it's worth the try.

I instantly got in front of Harry and looked him in his eyes. He didn't look back he just looked pissed. I took a deep breath, and stood on my tippy toes crashing my lips onto his.

My hands flew up to each side of his face as I pulled his lips closer onto mine. I was the only one kissing due to Harry's hesitation, but as soon as he took it in, he wrapped his arms around my waist accepting the kiss I was offering.

Our bodies were intimately close that I was able to feel him breathing. I felt a connection between the two of us as we kissed. Actually, more than a connection. I felt fireworks.

Like they say in the movies. I always thought that they were lying when they said you'll feel fire works when you kiss. Guess I was wrong. Harry's hands roamed my back all the way down to my ass say I pushed his body forcefully back into the house and closing the door behind us.

The feelings that's Harry gave me, were indescribable but I know they were wrong. But how can something so wrong, feel so right?

Harry's lips escaped from mine as he held my body protectively to his as his lips travels around my collar bones, leaving sloppy kisses all over me. My head rolled back as I took on all of Harry's actions.

"Stop...." I sighed to Harry. He lips still were attached to my neck, with no desire to stop.

"Stop.." I said more sternly. Harry finally gave up and laid me down, sighing.

"Tell me you won't go to see Chris and you can have me." What was I saying? He's my step brother for god sakes! But he's so fucking hot! I guess this is what happens when lust gets the best of you.

"Bu-"

"Tell me." I watched as Harry sighed deeply and said those words I've been waiting for.

"I won't go see Chris." He said, finally giving in. . I smiled widely to Harry as I straddled his waist, kissing his lips once again.


"I'm all yours......"

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(Harry's POV)

My eyes slowly open as I felt something shift next to me. But my eyes suddenly become large as I see who was laying next to me on the couch, intimately close to my naked body.

Maya. With not clothes on.

My breathing heavies as I panicked. Did I really do it with my step sister? Shit. Shit. Shit.

But it I suddenly calm down once I remembered that Maya was the one who led herself onto me. She kissed me, and I didn't hesitate to kiss back. But damn, she's my step sister. What if it starts to get awkward?
what if she starts to hate me?
What if.....

I leaned my body up by my elbow as I watch Maya sleep beside me. Her hair laid messy on each side of her face and her chest Rose slowly every time she inhaled. It was an amazing sight to watch to be honest....

My body immediately stiffens as Maya shifts her body once again, leaning her head to me but still fully asleep.

My hands instantly clench into a fist as I scan the bruise that was on her cheek. That Chris left. I instantly get madder as as I think on Maya in that situation helpless, vulnerable, with out my protection. But I also blame myself for not being there for her when she needed me.

I begun to slid off the couch when I remember what she told me. She told me not to hurt Chris but I don't understand deny, when he hit her.

Maybe because she doesn't want him to get hurt

but he hit her

just listen to maya and don't do it

why

because Maya told you not to!

Okay?

Okay...

let me guess, your still going?

Yup.

I moved off of the couch swiftly and gathered my clothes, putting them on as I watched maya sleep. Once I finished putting my clothes on, I gathered my phone and keys and headed to the front door opening it.

I looked back at Maya one more time before leaving. Maybe I shouldn't go anymore...

i thought about it once more before making my final decision.







Fuck it, she'll thank me later.

Notes

Maya's boyfriend here again. She's not feeling well so I typed it when she told me what to write.

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