Doin' Dirt

“Don’t you dare yell at me young lady.” My mom scolds me.

“Yell at you? Why won’t I? You brought my Aunt here. For what? To look after me? I’m 17! I can look after myself!” I breathe heavily. I hear a knock on my door but I ignore it.

“Now look, I know you’re old enough but I don’t either trust Harry. I know I should but I just feel that he can be a harm. To you.” Her voice lowers down.

“Uhmmm... I don’t think so. He hasn’t harmed me.” I lie and I don’t know why I’m on his side.
“I’m sorry, darling but I’ve already made my choice and it’s for the best.”

I immediately end the call, clearly annoyed with all the situation right now. I’m confused. For lying with mom that Harry is actually nice and for lying with myself, for telling me that Harry is no harm at all. This, literally, just breaks my brain thinking that I can actually handle myself which I guess, I can’t.

“Audrei. Please open the door.” Harry says from outside.

I look at my door, debating whether to open it or not. Can I actually trust him? I know he’s just using me and I just let him use me. What’s wrong in me? Why can’t I see it? Why can’t I stop? I sigh and went to my door. As I open it, he immediately goes inside and closes it behind him.

“What happened?” He asks me, tucking a strand of hair to my ear.

“Nothing. You should go. I don’t want us to be caught.” I look away from his stare.

“What?”

“Please. I don’t want to be stressed, especially when you’re the cause.”

“Why am I the cause? You’re the one who’s-“I cut him off.

“Me?! Why am I? You don’t know a thing about me and neither do I. Okay, I’m sorry that I accused you and me, for letting myself be near you. So, just enjoy your life, here, in my house for the rest of the days until you’re finally out of here. Go. I don’t need you.” I roll my eyes.

“Whatever. I thought you were different. I was wrong.” He mumbles and I clearly heard him.

“Yeah, I’m different and I just know that you aren’t. Still a disgusting hungry pervert. A jerk.” I smirk and as he turns around, he looks at me intensely.

“Hungry? Am I like that to you?” He tilts his head.

“You’re acting like one.” I silently swallow a lump of saliva in my throat.

“Baby, don’t be scared. I’m not gonna hurt you and yes, I am hungry. Hungry for you.” He grins.
“For a guy like you.. you don’t know how to make a woman fall in love.”

“That’s why I’m different, babe. I make women fall in love with me in a different way.”

“By what? By using them?” I move back a little.

“I don’t use them, they give themselves to me.”

“So, you expect me to give mine to you?” I raise an eyebrow. I’m actually scared yet confident to have this argument with him. There’s this side of me that I literally find him hot.
“I don’t know. It’s up to you. I don’t take what’s not given to me.” He smirks.

“Go out.” I point my door.

“I can give you time to think.” He moves closer and I move back again. Mom’s right, he might be a harm but- “Just let me sink into you.” He grabs me by the waist and pulls me to bump on his chest.

“Just get out.” I push him but the more I do, the more he pulls.

“Are you scared?” He whispers, his lips nearly brushed my ear. I shake my head as I try to look at him in the eyes. “Then let me.”

“No. I don’t want you.” I look sideways.

“You almost gave yourself.” He moves and his nose touches the skin on my cheek.

“Almost. And I’m glad that I didn’t because it would awfully be a huge mistake.” I don’t move. I like his skin touches my skin but I shouldn’t do this for this is really wrong.

“A huge mistake? Are you sure about that? I am not a mistake.” He breathes near my neck, making goosebumps occur.

“Please go out. We’re gonna get caught.”

“So, you’re worried about that?” He pulls away and looks at me.

“Worried about what?”

“About that we’re gonna get caught and by not letting me touch you?” He smiles.

“I worry both. Well, more than worry.” I say.

He walks out my door, leaving me shocked, clueless and confused. “See you later, babe.” He can be a little convincing. I can’t actually believe that I almost surrender myself to him. I really wonder why their electricity has been cut off. What happened? Can’t she send his son to an apartment or something? Why here? Why did mom let him stay here and brought my Aunt in? Why is my life so complicated? Why am I confused? I should be enjoying right now and not worry about this. But on the other hand, I want to feel the way he makes me feel. Good. He knows how to drive me crazy. He knows how to speak the right words, touch me at the right places and my body is looking for him. I know I don’t know him and him, the same as me. I just want to stop things yet I want to explore new places. He can be sweet at times but mostly, he is arrogant. I know I can’t change him but maybe, he isn’t a harm at all. I think. Maybe.

“Harry?” I don’t remember walking going to the guest room. He opens the door and I look at his chest. He’s shirtless.. damn. I blink a couple of times and look him in the eyes. “Can we talk about something?”

Notes

a|n: I'm so sorry for updating late and for this ugly chapter. I promise to make it up to you on the next. And another sorry, I might be updating late due to a storm approaching my area. I just hope that it won't be that hard, that will cause it to have a blackout for a couple of days. For now, I hope that you had enjoyed and thanks for reading, voting and commenting. Don't stop doing what you're doing. Love you.
-d r e a