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Hey Jude I & II

Reckless

Waking up naked in Harry's bed is a routine I could get used to. My God, what would my friends, or my parents, say if they ever found out the mischief that I've been up to this entire trip. I still hadn't been able to let it sink in my head; you can't over analyze situations like these.

Harry walks out of the bathroom, dressed and hair brushed back, wearing his signature look but sporting a funky pattern on his button shirt today. Caught by surprise once he sees that I'm awake, face transforming into a vibrant smile as he detours to my side.

“I don't know how long I'll be working today. I feel awful just leaving you here, stranded.”

“It would have been the same if I stayed at the hotel. If I want to get around I will.”

He nods and is about to say something else but then he pauses. Bowing his head to the side, its like he's taking in my image.

“I like you in my bed.”

“I was thinking the same thing,” I giggle at the coincidence.

“Really? I'm glad we both agree then. I'll call or text you when I know of any further plans.”

I begin to hint a stretch but stop midway, remembering this white sheet is my only cover. I should have known that the innocent act wouldn't last for long. When Harry's eyes grow darker and his smile curves more towards the right, with a dimple forming a death trap, I know he's thinking something lecherous.

“Can I get a peek for the road?”

“What, no!” I laugh.

“C'mon, a little peek . . . a smudge?”

Was I supposed to just flash him? I quickly do just that and oh boy was that a wicked move. Harry catches his bottom lip between his teeth, and I have to admit that look gets me every time. He pounces me and begins to nibble at my neck, my arms lock around him and I don't want to let him go . . .ever. He smells so good and makes my chest feel light and heavy all at once. Chuckling the moment I hear him growl beside my ear, he finally pulls away and I know he really has to go this time.

He gives me one heck of a kiss goodbye and leaves the room. My chest feels hollow now as he's taken my heart with him. To think I would have been on a plane right now. I would have been completely fine having just come for that concert, but now, I didn't know if whether to call this situation a blessing or a curse. Too lazy to go anywhere, I just close my eyes again while holding Harry's pillow.

My eyes fly open when I realize my phone is ringing. It's not on the nightstand, taking me a minute to figure out where the sound is coming from. Snagging it from my purse, I cringe when I see the call is from Jack.

“Hel-lo?”

“Hey Jude, did I wake you?”

“Umm, I was planning on getting up now anyway. . . Listen I'm sorry I haven't gotten a hold of you.”

“Don't worry about it. However, I was wondering if you wanted to have lunch with Linda, Allen and I?”

“Oh, sure. What time?”

“12:30? We can pick you up.”

“Okay. . . see you then.”

That was a quick and awkward call. I feel a little queasy knowing I have to face Jack after being such a jerk to him, but at least Linda will be there. Looking at the clock, I only have forty minutes or so. I jump in the shower and think what to wear, I have no desire to get dressed up. I also have no clean clothes left except for my black dress. I opt for my jeans and look for a shirt from Harry's drawer instead.

I must say, this look with my classic ponytail and nerdy glasses is pulled off quite well. Then it hits me, I didn't tell Jack that I wasn't at the hotel, but before I can text him back I hear a knock at the door. It's him, and even though I considered him an attractive person, he holds no radiance like Harry does. Speaking of which, I know his face wouldn't look so happy to see me leaving with Jack.

I follow him to his empty car and wonder where is everyone. My next assumption would be that they are going to meet us at the restaurant. Fifteen minutes later, the silent car ride is over with, and we are sitting at the table. Still no sign of Linda or Allen.

“Are they running late?”

“I'm sorry. . . I'm afraid they aren't coming.”

“Were they even invited?” I ask and he shakes his head. “So what is this about?”

“I heard about what's going on between you and this guy, and I'm just concerned about you.”

He hardly knows me well enough to be concerned, “Well thank you, I appreciate that.”

The waiter brings us two glasses of water and our menus. This is a rather nice place with lots of lighting from the vast windows. I requested the seats closest to them.

“I'm just in shock because I thought you were smarter than that.”

I merely choke on my water. Excuse me? Now we are making judgment calls? Geeze, the jealousy reeks off his breath. I choose not to respond to that and try to gulp down more water. I hope he realizes how uncomfortable this lunch will be thanks to his uncensored mouth.

“What I mean is, this kind of thing happens all the time. What are you going to do when you go back home? Do you honestly think your relationship will continue this strong when it's based purely on the physical?”

“Okay hold on, did Linda tell you all this?”

“Not all the details but I can read between the lines. Its a pretty predictable situation.”

“Is this why you called me to scold me and tell me what I should do? Please, tell me then,” I glare.

“I honestly think you should break things off before it gets too difficult. . . or before you get hurt.”

“NO! And its non of your business what I decide to do. You hardly even know me, Jack.”

“I know the kind of assertive person you are, and this is just reckless.”

So I want to be reckless and indulge in my emotions full throttle for once. Gosh who needs parents with a guy like this around. No longer possessing an appetite, I think of the excuses I can come up with to leave.

“Excuse me a second,” I stand to search for the restrooms.

I start texting Linda right away, she is stunned by Jack's compulsive behavior. After sending her the address, she agrees to pick me up in a few minutes. What a relief! I can't handle anymore of this, makes me glad I didn't choose him over Harry. That would have been miserable.

The goodbye is awkward and I know that that's the last time I'll ever see Jack. When we get back to Harry's place, I put in a load of laundry and serve two glasses of his amazing orange juice for us to drink on the balcony. I share the news regarding us getting free passes to the talk show tomorrow night. Linda is just as excited as I am.



Notes

A/N : Sorry it's short but more will follow soon I promise. Remember to vote :)

Comments

85............why am i commenting on dirty things!

48 Is really kinky......but im still readidng it

ok so chapter 35 tells me how to cup nuts...ok

woow not even half of the book and there already fucking!! chapter 6 and 5 are the reason i don't have a boyfriend :(

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