Shattered

I sat on the hood of my car, looking at the town below me on Herman's Hill. Harry had told me this is where he found me when I had gone missing, thanks to Chance. I decided to come here on my day off, make peace with it.

It was my first day off this summer since I was hired at Chumps, and a lot of things were floating around in my mind. I felt lost. Utterly, hopelessly, and completely lost. I didn't know how to feel about all of this. First, I get raped up against a tree, then I have these new feelings I have to tackle for Harry. What were they? Was it just a little crush that would eventually go away? Or more? And was Chance really finished with me? What did these nightmares I had every night mean?

So many questions, with absolutely no answers.

My head snapped in the other direction as I heard a car pull up, the tires crushing the gravel underneath it. It was him.

I smiled and looked back at the town under me. I heard a door slam, and footsteps coming towards me.

" Aye, this is my territory. Just cause I brought you here once doesn't mean you can hang out here." He teased. I could hear the smirk in his voice.

I smiled, a small giggle escaping my mouth.

" I like it though," I leaned back onto my hands and he walked up next to me, leaning against my car, not sitting all the way one it like me.

" What are you thinking?" He asked, voice getting serious. My eyebrows furrowed.

" What do you mean?" I wondered. He shrugged.

" I don't know... I usually come out here when I have things on my mind. What's on your mind?" He looked back at me, his eyes flaming green with sincerity. I stuttered.

" N- Nothing."

He tilted his head.

" You are one bad liar," He clenched his jaw, looking next to me. " May I?" He asked. I nodded, and watched him hop onto the hood of my car and lie next to me with no hesitation.

" So, are you going to tell me?" He asked. I sighed. If I wanted to get anything off my chest, Harry would be the person to tell, considering he is the only one that knew about the Chance incident.

But that's not the only reason I'm confused. He's a big part of it.

" I'm scared to sleep Harry." I whispered. I planned on saying it with confidence, but it barely came out as a whisper.

He propped himself up on his elbow to face me.

" Why?"

I still didn't meet his eyes. I watched the sun set in the distance.

" Ever since It happened... I have these... Terrible nightmares. They all have Chance in them. And somehow, I always end up alone, and helpless, with no one to save me. Not even myself. You know how hard it is to not be able to save yourself, Harry?" I asked. He just kept staring at me, face stern, waiting for more.

" I wake up before anything serious happens, thank God. But its still the fact that they are every night, and creepy. I can't stop thinking about them, or what they mean." I sighed.

He waited a moment before he took in a deep breath and replied.

" They don't mean anything. They are figments or your imagination. And God Sydney, why didn't you tell my this before? You mean the night when you were up at four in the morning getting water and woke me up was cause you had a nightmare about Chance? A reoccurring one? Why didn't you tell me?" He asked. I sighed, rubbing my temples.

" Because, Harry. I don't know what to say. Then there's us." I replied before I even knew what I was saying. he paused.

" Us?"

I nodded, " Yeah. You kissed me. Remember? What did that even mean Harry?" I asked, curious. when he didn't respond, I kept going, " ' I guess I've been wanting to do that for a while now,'" I mocked him, the words imprinted in my mind. " What did you even mean by that?"

I watched Harry sit up and begin to walk away, because he's a coward.

" Don't leave me hanging. Please, don't add onto my list of questions running through my mind. " I begged. When he still didn't respond, I hurriedly jumped off my car and ran to his, shutting the drivers door just about when he was going to get in it. I stood in his way, blocking him from leaving me.

" Answer me." I gritted between my teeth.

I knew Harry had a temper. I knew that probably better than anyone else, and right now, the only way to make him answer my question is to make him mad, and yell things he didn't want me to hear.

" How am I suppose to answer a question that I don't even know the answer to myself?" He surprisingly replied calmly. I was caught off guard. I expected a vein to pop from his neck and his knuckles to turn white as I pushed him over the edge.

I watched as he tried very hard to contain his self. I waited for more.

" It just came to me that day. You looked so beautiful, as always, and I hadn't realized how much I wanted to kiss those perfectly shaped lips of yours. Sydney, You make my brain not be able to function right. I don't know what to say or do around you, because my thoughts are always jumbled. Everything is a blur and irrelevant in my mind, except for you. While everything in me is going crazy, the sight of you standing here is crystal clear." He whispered, taking a step forward.

" What does that mean?" I asked, even though I knew exactly what it meant, because that's how it was when I was around him. He was the only thing on my mind that could function.

" It means," He whispered, cupping my face, " That I can't answer your question, because I don't know what is happening. the only thing I'm sure of, is being right here, right now, with you."

That was enough for me to close the space between us and crash our lips together. He reacted immediately, His tongue exploring my mouth, mine his. Oh man, was he great at this, charming me.

His hands found my hips, and moved me over so he could lift me up and set me down on the hood of his car this time, not breaking the steamy kiss.

It was full of lust, as I slowly began to lay back, pulling him down with me.

" Syd." He breathed into my mouth, before leaving my lips and trailing kisses down my jaw to my neck.

" Hmm?" I asked, stuck in the moment.

" You're so beautiful." He murmured against my skin.

His neck kisses made my heart flutter and the butterflies in my stomach flap their wings.

The old me would be stopping Harry right away as his hand found the zipper of my shorts, slowly pulling the zipper down, but I felt different. I felt right.

His green eyes looked up at mine as if he wanted my permission. I nodded and he smirked, coming up to my face, and kissing me again as his fingers ran over my area.

" You are already so wet for me." He mumbled. I quickly blushed and he chuckled. " Don't be embarrassed, its hot." He kissed me again and I soon relaxed as he began to rub me in all the right ways. I began to moan, my fingers fisting his curly, sex hair.

He slipped one finger in, making me gasp, but it felt amazing. Before I knew It he actually fit two in and I have never been more thankful for Harry's Large hands than now.

He began pumping in and out and kissed me as I began to breath heavy and moan.

" I wish I could please your tight little body like this all fucking day." his certain choice of words and deep raspy voice were enough to send me over the edge alone.

Before I knew it, I was coming up on my high, falling apart beneath this godly man above me. I can't believe I just allowed him to do that to me. I don't regret a thing.

" That's it for now." He whispered in my ear, sending shivers to run down my spine as I laid there breathless.





What was happening to me?

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