He pushed me up against the tree, my unconscious body hitting the hard bark.

" Oh fuck yeah," he hissed, grinding his pelvis against mine, causing bruises to form from his force.

I watched my lifeless body just stand there and take it. He unzipped my jeans and pulled them down to my ankles, then moving my panties.

He tightly held my wrists above my head, causing bruises to form there, too.

" Fuck, you're so fucking tight Sydney." He breathed, grabbing my breast with his free hand as he thrusted in and out of me.

I watched as blood began to roll down my leg. He didn't seem to mind though. He probably expected me to be a virgin.

" Fuck yes." He gritted his teeth and his thrusts became slow and hard, coming up on his high.

He pulled out of me and zipped his jeans up before pulling mine up too.

He hurried off, his feet crunching on the leafs as my body tipped over, no longer having anything to support it.

I couldn't even catch myself. I watched my body fall face first into the ditch.



I gasped awake. I was covered in an extremly thick layer of sweat.

" Harry!" I begged, turning around and realizing I was back home in my bed tonight, and Harry hated me.

I pulled my knees up to my chest and laid there in the fetal position as the tears flushed down my face.

Harry couldn't hate me. I needed him.

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Its been a week since my terrible nightmare. Harry hasn't spoken to me at all since I left his house either. Even at work he wouldn't talk to me. It was awkward. It hurt. A lot. He could barely even look at me, and when he did, it was with hateful glares.

I don't know why it bothered me so much. It's not like Harry and I had anything going. I was just a co worker. He was my sister's boyfriend. Those were the only reasons we were connected somehow.

A couple days ago Marilyn and I were on the back porch while my mother was at work and she was smoking some cigerattes. I was tired of being my boring self. I wanted one.

" Can you pass me a cigeratte?" I asked her out of no where. She gave me a surprised look but shrugged and handed me one anyways. She told me how to light it and breath it in. I coughed I but at first but I eventually got the hang of it.


So now, a few days later, Im sitting outside the back door of Chumps on the curb, smoking a cigeratte. I liked it. It relieved me of everything happening right now. It was Monday night so we weren't busy. At all. There was maybe one person in there, if that.

I took a huff of my cigeratte as the back door swung open.

" Oh my God Sydney, are you smoking?" His voice was raspy and deep. He seemed angry.

" Yeah." I blew out the smoke in my mouth and watched it dissolve into the air.

Before I knew it, the small roll of paper was yanked from my mouth.

" You can't smoke!" He yelled.

Why is he making such a big deal out if it? He smoked. I stood up as he threw it to the ground and began stomping on it.

" Harry, What's your problem? What do you mean I can't smoke? You do it all the time!" I waved my hands around in the air.

" That's because I'm a fuck up and you aren't. You are an amazing, smart girl who is about to go to school to be a nurse for Gods sake! And you can't ruin that! Are we clear?" His towering body takes a step over me, intimidating me by his size, even though I know that he would never in a million years hit me.

The controlling side of Harry sometimes scared me but for some reason it turned me on.

Wait? Did I actually just think that?

" Crystal." I responded to him, gritting it through my teeth. He turned around to go back inside but stopped when I spoke again,

" Why do you care if I ruin myself or not?" I asked, curious. Why was I always asking if he cared? " I thought you hated me."

I watched he's him as he turned around and pressed me up against the cold brick wall of Chumps. I winced. This was like my nightmare, but not against a tree.

" I don't fucking hate you." He breathed. I sighed.

" Yeah well you told me you didn't give a shit about me, then you've ignored me all week! Harry you have no idea how much I've needed you these past couple of days! " I couldn't start crying.

What at he did next was out of my control.

Harry put his pink plum lips against mine. He really did.

My eyes widened in shock as he kissed me but I quickly screwed them shut, and surprised myself by kissing him back.
His large hands cradled my back as I tangled my hands through his chocolate curls.

his kiss tasted like mint and cigeratte smoke, just like his pillow case scent. It was making me dizzy.

His kiss was making my knees weak. I've only ever kissed one other person before, and it felt nothing like this. This was, amazing.

Harry pulled back, breathing hard. He green eyes were flaming bright into mine.

" Harry.. "I breathed.

" I'm sorry." He looked to the ground. I shook my head.

" Don't apoligize."

I gained confidence and wrapped my arms around his torso. God, he was so much taller than me. I reached his collar bones.

Thankfully, he hugged me back.

" I've been wanting to do that for a while now I guess." He said into my hair. I nodded into his chest.

" Me too."

Notes

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