The Wrong Woman

I left Campbell’s office with the package under my arm and went directly to my car. I went through our conversation over and over as I drove. I remembered how I had blinked at Campbell for a few moments, feeling the rage rise within me; fire in my stomach that turned into a burning sensation in my throat until I almost saw red.

“How long have you been paying him?” I had rasped.

“Just this last week… right after Maddie told me about all the free tutoring sessions.” Campbell said, seemingly oblivious to my anger. “Did you know about all of this?”

“I-I knew something… she told me she stopped.” I could barely string a sentence together but I did not miss the sudden glint of amusement on Campbell’s face.

“You’re not happy with her being tutored?” The amusement was replaced with concern. “Is there something I should know?"

Yes, I wanted to say. Maddie’s teacher is up to something. I don’t know what it is, but I’ve seen the look on his face when she’s around and I can pretty much guess what he wants. The words stuck in my throat as I considered my next move. If I revealed my concerns, did I run the risk of Louis opening his mouth and telling Campbell his suspicions about me and Felicity? I didn’t want to find out… well not yet anyway. I needed to bide my time and first find out: What the fuck was Maddie doing?

I knew Felicity and Campbell were still at the office, so I called Maddie.

“You at home?” I asked.

“Yes. What’s wrong?” She asked in her little innocent voice.

“Just stay where you are. I’m coming over.” I said before hanging up. I tore up her driveway and strode up to the door. Maddie opened the door, still dressed in her school uniform, her long hair in two low pigtails.

“Harry what’s wrong?” She asked concerned.

“Inside.” I said, steering her by the elbow and into the living room before spinning her around to face me. “When were you going to tell me about seeing that prick again?”

“What?” She asked confused.

“You know what I’m talking about. Your Dad just told me all about it.” I said impatiently. “Tomlinson.”

A look of realisation came over her face followed by a look of pain.

“Harry you’re hurting me.”

I glanced down to see that without realising, I had a tight grip on her arm.

“When were you going to tell me about it?” I said.

“I was.” Maddie cried. “I was going to tell you…”

I could see tears forming in her eyes. Once upon a time the sight of Maddie crying would have made go easy on her. This time, it just pissed me off even more.

“Bullshit.” I spat out. “Why don’t you tell the truth for once?”

“I didn’t know how to tell you.” Maddie said in a small voice.

“So what happened? How did he manage to get your Dad to pay him?”

“I told Daddy about the tutoring and he wanted to know why we stopped… so I told him it was because Louis was doing it for free… I couldn’t keep asking for free tutoring. So Dad said he would pay for it.” Maddie looked up me tearfully. “What was I supposed to do? I couldn’t tell him no.”

I frowned as I stood over her, processing what she had just told me. It sounded like bullshit and I didn’t know whether to believe her or not.

“Wait a second… why did you tell your Dad about the tutoring?”

Maddie paused and looked down at her hands.

“Dad got a note from school.” She said. “About how I was failing Math.”

“Louis Fucking Tomlinson.” I muttered. He took a chance sending that note to Maddie’s Dad, and he had not only scored an extra pay check but time alone with Maddie.

“How could you let this happen?” I said, turning my anger back on her.

“What do you want me to do?” She cried. “My Dad freaked out about my marks-“

“So get another tutor.” I snapped.

“It’s too late now.” She sobbed before plaintively looking up at me. “Why don’t you believe me?”

“I don’t know Maddie.” I said honestly. “I don’t know what to think right now.”

I walked out of the house, got into my car and headed straight to the bar. I was halfway through my third drink when Felicity called me.

“Where are you? You just up and left the office.”

“Drowning my sorrows.” I mumbled.

“Why?”

“Come to the bar and I’ll tell you all about it.”

I hung up after she reluctantly agreed and just shook my head. This whole situation was so fucked up. I couldn’t believe how Louis had managed to worm his way back into Maddie’s life. It was bad enough he was her teacher, but now he was her personal tutor… and with Campbell’s blessing? It was like throwing a little lamb to a wolf. And when it also happened to be my girlfriend? Well, pissed off doesn’t even begin to explain how I felt.

Felicity walked in half an hour later to find me still slumped at the bar, nursing my fifth drink.

“How were you planning on driving home after all this?” She gently chided.

“I wasn’t planning on going home.” I grumbled.

Felicity sat down on the stool beside me and looked at me expectantly.

“So what’s all this about.” She asked. “It’s not about us, is it?”

“No… it’s about Maddie.” I said glumly. I noticed a change in Felicity’s expression, as she now adopted a veneer of polite interest. “Did you know she’s being tutored by Louis? Campbell’s put him on the fucking payroll.”

“Oh.” Felicity said. “No, I didn’t know.”

“Yeah well I just found out… and as usual, it wasn’t from Maddie.”

“Maybe it is what it is. Maybe Louis is just tutoring her.”

“Well then why does she keep stuff from me?” I retorted. “Why do I need to find out from everyone else?”

I ranted and raved some more before I felt a hand on my thigh. I looked up at Felicity curiously and she merely looked back at me as though she were waiting for me to shut up.

“I think it’s time for you to go home.” She said firmly.

I didn’t even bother to argue with her. We both made our way to her car and after settling in the front seat, I tilted my head toward her.

“You don’t have to drive me home, you know.” I said. “I’ve only had a couple of drinks.”

“Really? Did you see the size of your drinks?” Felicity said with raised eyebrows.

“Did you see the size of this?” I said taking her hand and placing it over my dick. It was hard and as I pressed her hand down, I tried not to laugh at her shocked expression.

“Harry!” She cried.

“What?” I said. “Are you saying you haven’t missed it… because I know I have.”

I inched my way closer until my lips lightly pressed up on hers and she responded tentatively at first before relaxing in my arms. I savoured the kiss and being able to channel my anger into something more pleasurable. But kisses were not enough… I needed something more.

“Start driving.” I growled.

We couldn’t keep our hands off each other as we climbed the steps to my apartment and by the time we reached my bedroom I had roughly pushed her onto the bed.

“Sorry.” I said but she merely winked back at me. She pulled at my shirt until it came off and I reached around to unzip her dress.

“Take it off.” I urged.

I descended on her, unable to prolong the moment, my hands spreading her legs. All my negative thoughts disappeared as I focussed on her smudged lips and her now messy hair as my fingers played with the band of her underwear.

“You look so good.” I murmured. Felicity looked up at me curiously and I could tell she had not heard me. I drowned out her question with a deep kiss. How could I explain that I loved seeing her like this? All messed up and needy and so different to the perfectly put together Felicity that I saw every day. I must have been in an alcoholic daze, because suddenly Felicity was on top of me. I pulled down her underwear as she smiled at my surprised expression. Her hands reached down to pull my hair, just the way I liked it, as she began to ride me. She did it nice and slow, giving me time to check out the slight bounce of her full breasts and the way her long, wavy fair hung down in her face and tickled my chest. As if she could read my thoughts, Felicity straightened up, tossing her hair back. I grabbed her hands and placed them over her breasts before resting my own hands on her hips. Her hands remained over her breasts as she rocked against me.

“So fucking hot.” I said with a smile as she licked her lips at me. “Do you have any idea how hot that looks?”

She laughed at me as she took my hands and made me grab her breasts.I squeezed them gently and she seductively licked her lips again.

“Are you gonna make me come or not?” I asked, squeezing her harder. I was more than ready to explode and I knew it wouldn’t take me long. She seemed to take my comment as a challenge because her slow thrusting began to quicken, and I let out a low moan. I could feel myself throbbing within her as I began to reach my high. No drug could compete with what I was feeling now. I had the urge to just flip her over and fuck her hard, but I restrained myself, allowing her to take charge and only lifting my hips up to meet hers. Her little moans soon became louder and I could tell she was as close as I was.

“Fuuck.” I yelled out as I came hard and fast, unable to hold back.

She breathlessly fell back on the bed beside me and we both lay there in silence for a few minutes. My phone suddenly rang and we glanced at each other.

“Aren’t you going to answer that?” Felicity asked.

“Nope.” I said.

“Why not?”

I knew it was Maddie and I knew Felicity knew it was Maddie. So why push me to answer? I was just coming down from a mind blowing orgasm. The last thing I wanted to do was answer a phone.

“Is it because of us?” She asked quietly.

“Us?” I said incredulously. “There is no us.”

I could see her expression go from calm to confused, but the stab of guilt I felt did not stop me from going on.

“You and me… there is no you and me.” I continued. “We just fuck. Got it?”

My anger escalated as I lifted myself from the bed and stalked toward the bathroom. Before I entered, I turned to Felicity.

“And anyway.” I said. “We both know who’s calling. So why the hell would you want me to answer?”

She self-consciously reached for her dress that had fallen to the floor, not even bothering to meet my gaze. By the time I emerged from the bathroom, she was gone.

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