Enticing Charm

"Whats my problem? What's your problem?" I snap, quickly sitting up, knocking him on to his back in the process.

I am beyond angry with him. He always does this to me! And then pretends it is not big deal!

It is a big deal to me!

"Olivia -"

"No! You kiss me and touch me and then disappear with girls at parties for hours! It does not even bother you that it upsets me! So yeas I do have a problem! And yes it is that!" I yell, my hand sin fists. He honestly looks afraid.

And he should.

"Do you have anything to say for yourself?" I add, my head pounding. I am tired and ornery and he is not making the situation better for himself by gawking at me!

"Yeah, you -"

"I did not think so!" I cut him off and his jaw drops. "Now I am going to sleep. Do. Not. Touch me." I hiss.

Dramatically, I twist my back to him and drop down heavily in to my previous laying position. The quilt tucked heavily around my, my head facing the dark wall.

I feel like applauding myself.

Go me.

A few moments later I hear Harry scoot over a few inches and lay down. His breathing shallow.

We lay that way for a long time.

We both know the other one is not sleeping and it is eerie to have such space between us. We were usually as close as possible.

He sighs and I feel guilty.

Maybe I was too hard.

Maybe I should just crawl over to him and let him hold me.

I weigh the options and their outcomes but I am not sure which to do.

I never stand up for myself. Not only to him but to everyone in my life. It is truly exhausting caring what others say and do and not being able to about it.

Oh, well.

I guess I'll just never be that type of girl. a fearless one.

Silently I roll over and look at him.

He is laying on his back. Hand's folded over his bare chest.

Even though it is dark in the room I can see the scowl on his red lips. His eyes gleam in the black.

His head turns to me and I can only barely make out the features of his flawless face.

I glare at him and his scowl morphs in to a frown.

"I'm sorry." He whispers. I sigh and nod.

"I am too."

"Why?"

"I yelled."

"I deserved it."

"No you did not."

"Olivia -" I cut him off by pushing the quilt off and crawling over to him. When he sees my intentions he sits up and takes my wrists, dragging me on to his lap.

I flush and even though it black and he can no longer see, he knows I am and I hear him chuckle with knowing.

His hands slide down my sides until they reach my ankles which he tugs around hid torso. They then take my wrists and lock my arms around his neck. Placing his hands on my lower back.

"I have been missing you." I admit. Bowing my head in the darkness. It feels strange to sit on his lap this way but strange means new. And new is always good. I suppose.

"I was missing you too. It sucked ass being gone for hat long." He huffs. Scowling down as well.

"Why did you leave then?" I ask him softly. Wanting an answer but not expecting one.

"Because .. fuck. I don't know! Because I wanted to party! Why the hell does it matter?" he hisses.

I am surprised. He had just said he had been missing me to why did it matter?

"I am sorry I asked." I turn my head na d unlock my arms from his neck. Letting htem fall to my own lap.

"Shit, Just don't ask me stuff like that."

Harry's P.O.V.

I didn't know why the fuck I went out.

My douche bag friends caught me sucking her mouth, if I hadn't the word would have spread. I didn't want people think I was tied down.

Which I was not.

Not that I would go fuck some sleaze, I didn't want to touch, fuck or kiss anyone but the crazy chick on my lap ever.

But we weren't dating.

Harry doesn't date...

SO, I didn't like her asking her usual invasive questions!

"OK... sorry." She mumbles. My eyebrows shoot up. What?

"OK..."

"Alright.." She sighs a sad sigh. Fuck, I made her upset. Shit.

"Let's lay down, yeah?" I ask, hoping to smooth 'us' over. She shrugs and get off of me, leaving me feeling cold.

I get her to lay on her side and then pull her to me. Her small arms wrap around me.

But she doesn't say shit. I grow more and more nervous.

I know well enough, you need to be the most scared of chicks when they don't speak. I clear my throat. She's not sleeping. Just laying there, silently, with her eyes open.

"Whats you problem now?"

Shit, that came out rude.

"Olivia?" I sigh, saying it nicer.

"Are you embarrassed of me?" I am instantaneously mad.

"What? No fucking way. You're gorgeous! Why the fuck would you even ask that?" I yell.

She flinches lightly and wraps her arms around herself. Fuck. I keep freaking her out!

I take her upper arms and wrap them around my neck. Putting my hands on her back I push her as close as she can fit. Her tits are shoved high on my chest and it instantly turns me on. God damn her for being so sexy. Her chest is full yet not too big and I find myself licking my lips.

She sighs and lays hers head on my shoulder. That's a' girl. I smirk and run my hands down her silky hair.

"You act like you are sometimes..." She trails off, her arms wrapping around me.

"I don't mean to." I offer. My voice sounding hopeful. I really didn't. I don't know where she got that shit thought form but it was wrong....

"OK..." She breathes. Her sweet, flowery, breath fanning my face.

Even after not using perfume, and my guy shampoo and body wash. She still smelt like flowers.

Memories of my mother in her greenhouse come to mind....

Olivia's P.O.V.

"I'll be right back." He suddenly grumbles, pulling away and hurrying to the bathroom.

I frown a the spot in which he just lay.

He said he was not embarrassed of me but I could not help but feel otherwise.

I was not going to ask for an explanation for tonight. He would just yell at me.

I listen in through the dark room and hear the water running.

I listen to the running of the sink for a good three or four minutes.

What is he doing?

Finally the water is turned off and a few seconds later, Harry appears.

His shoulders slumped over. When he rejoins me on the bed, he surprises me.

Harry's P.O.V.

I grip the edge of the sink, looking in the mirror, trying to control my breathing.

I should know better than to think about that shit......

Notes

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