Through The Dark

Harry & I both stood awkwardly at the doorway for a moment, holding eye contact for what felt like a lifetime.

At first, I knew that he felt guilty and upset with himself, but that all seemed to change once he began to notice that I was kind of checking him out.

AND NO, it wasn't purposeful. It's just he was standing there, practically naked, what would you expect?

No, no, I've got to stop this.

Harry then took this advantage to lean up against the door way, real close to my face.

"Can I help you with something, Brooklyn?" he said, lightly breathing in front of my face.

"I...uh.." was all I could manage to say. He was having a large effect on me, and as much as I was trying to hate every single part of him, I couldn't bring myself to think anything of it.

All I could think about was how soft his lips looked and...

NO BROOKLYN, what are you doing? STOP. Remember how he's treated you, remember...

Harry then interrupted my thoughts. Oh, I forgot he could read them.

"Yeah?" he said with a seductive smirk and inched closer to me. Our chests were touching now as he toward over me. Oh god, what if he tries to kiss me...

Okay, snap out of it Brooklyn.

Then I came back to reality and shifted my head away from him. I shoved past his shoulder and stormed into the room.

My cosmetic bag, that's what I came here for. I ran into the bathroom real quick and grabbed my bag and all of the other things I needed that I had left in there before.

When I came out, Harry was over by his bed, pulling a white T-shirt over top of his head. He already must have managed to put on a pair of black jogging pants as well when I was in the bathroom, and I just now noticed.

His stomach was so tanned and toned, I just wanted to fall into his arms and have him hold me forever...

Why was I thinking this stuff? What was wrong with me? This needed to stop. But it felt as if I couldn't control it. I needed to get out of here.

Harry walked closer to me and I could feel the impact he was having on me. He obviously knew about it too.

All I wanted to do was hug him, or kiss him, or something of that nature and I had no clue why I was feeling this way.

10 minutes ago, I wanted to kill him. He hurt me, he used Kendall, he treated me like he owned me and I just couldn't stand him anymore.

But now, for some unknown reason, my body ached for Harry. My heart skipped a million beats as he stepped closer to me and my brain was having a hard time getting my feet to move so I could run away.

I felt frozen in my spot now as Harry stood right in front of me. His eyes starred deep into mine and I felt myself drop all of my belongings out of my hands.

Why couldn't I move? What was happening with me?

Harry lifted his hand and placed it under my chin. He looked deep into my eyes and then a large grin appeared across his face.

"It's about time it started working..." he whispered as he examined my facial expression.

What did he mean? What started working?

Why wouldn't my mind let me think anything negative about Harry, and only think of how much I...liked him?

He deeply chuckled. He must still be reading my thoughts.

"W-what's working?" I said in a whisper. I was so confused and I felt so consumed by Harry.

He then grabbed my body and pinned it up against the wall behind us. He held my body there so I couldn't move.

He then placed his lips onto my neck and I felt goosebumps appear on my skin. He kissed around my collar bone a couple times before looking back up at me.

Why was my body enjoying this? Why did this feel good to me? This isn't me, if I was in control, I would've slapped him across the face and ran as far away as possible from him, I would've...

"Don't lie to yourself, Brooklyn, you like me. You like this," he said as he stared deeply into my eyes with a slight smile on his lips.

Then I made myself fight hard against my body and shook my head 'no'. He must have taken that as a challenge, because then he slammed his lips into mine.

He kissed me hard at first, and I know I would've probably enjoyed it if I hadn't been so infuriated with him.

I could feel myself slowly starting to gain control of myself the longer I fought against this. It felt as if my body was under some sort of trance...

I gained more energy and placed my hands up to Harry's chest as he was still kissing me. I tried to shove him away but he was too strong and I knew it.

"Don't fight it, Brooklyn, don't..." he said against my lips. I still fought it though, as long as I could...but I could feel my body slowly giving in. He pulled me closer and kissed me more passionately.

I was going to lose this battle because I couldn't control myself, this was hell.

But then, all of the sudden, Harry's door busted open.

Harry pulled away from my lips and we both looked over towards the door. I took this opportunity to shove Harry off of me and it worked.

A sense of hope filled me as I saw Niall standing at the door, coming to my rescue.

Notes

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What's happening to Brooklyn?
How will Harry react to Niall just barging into his room?
Why is Harry being so aggressive towards Brooklyn?

also, did you guys see Liam's posts on twitter last night? Crazy, but i'm so proud of him for standing up for himself. <3 he doesn't deserve all of this hate. #teamLiam