Rage

Harry:
"Hey."

I ignore the slug the alcohol has drenched my mood in. I know it's late in my subconscious mind and all I can think about is how bad I feel for getting behind the wheel to reach him.

Harry:
"Tell me you didn't drive, Ally."

A smile plays against my lips and over my teeth as I nip teasingly at the skin of his neck. He sighs into it while my fingers feel around him. I get the feeling that I'll be able to get away with certain things now that the tables were reversed.

Harry:
"That's not okay. Don't ever do that."

Ally:
"Okay, okay."

‎I hoped he wouldn't nag.

Harry:
"No-"

He pulls me back from him and initially I'm not entirely sure how to receive that information.

Harry:
"You need to listen to me. Why are you drinking again anyways? You could have just talked to me."

He's breathing the words at me sternly but I just want to place kisses to his lips. I don't want to talk tonight.

Ally:
"I'll just go, alright...Get a room-or maybe go to Rachel's or something..."

I feel that I'm babbling slowly while I reach so that my fingers make contact with my coat. Maybe things will be less complicated tomorrow...less blurry so that then I could see whatever error in my ways that he didn't agree with.

Harry:
"Like I'm letting you go anywhere."

I was snatched back to him but not over-aggressively. That sigh falls between us again and I wonder what it is I could have done this time. He places me on the bed so that I sit up right as he leans his forehead against mine. I felt like a bit of a low-life for turning to alcohol to drown out my problems because he'd been doing so well of not doing that himself.

I stay quiet. He's doing that thing where he remains mute as well while in deep thought. Whatever it is he concerns about seems too profound for me to break the silence. I wait though the alcohol tells me not to...though what I want most is for him to join me against the bedding.

Harry:
"...I hate...-you can't do this again. We were fine. We were communicating and then like always you shut me out. Why Ally? What happened?"

Ally:
"Nothing... It's Lori, she pissing me off."

Harry:
"What's this about a pregnancy test?"

I nearly cringe when it leaves him.

Ally:
"I've never purchased one. I barely know how it works okay. That's what I've been telling you, but you don't seem to get it either."

The phone vibrates in my lap like I'm in the mood for it right now. My fingers move to decline her but he quickly stops me.

Harry:
"No, get it."

I look up trying to remember the last time I listened to my parents.

Harry:
"I'm serious Ally, now."

And my fingers move despite my heavy unwillingness.

Ally:
"Yea."

Lori:
"Oh Allison, I'm so sorry. I talked to Claire and she-"

She pauses and I'm feeling a little annoyed already. I place it on speaker so I won't have to explain this again.

Lori:
"She told me it was hers. I feel terrible, please come home. I made desert, it's your favorite."
Sigh.

Ally:

"I'll talk to you later, alright?"

And I withdraw from the call before she can oppose me. As far as I know they're all assholes. I look up at him with the same annoyance for not believing me when I said it the first time. I didn't know what kind of person they expected of me but I had an idea now.

Harry:
"Okay."

He says patiently. His hands move to push my hair behind my ear apologetically.

Harry:
"I'm sorry...tell me the rest."

I avoid eye contact and my head clouds with the embarrassment of him knowing. I lie back against the bed. The room is dark and open to possibilities still. It's better for my state for it to be this way...easier to talk to him with the boos pushing me toward encouragement.

Ally:
"It's no big deal."

Harry:
"Don't..."

Ally:
"It's just this thing in my family where...some of us can't-you know..I guess I'm one of them."

I feel his fingers move to comfort me but I don't want this to be a dramatic thing.

Ally:
"It's fine. I'm alright. I don't want them anyway."

I try smiling with the last part so that this can fall into the distance behind us. I hear his heartbeat when he hugs me into him. It thugs slowly as his fingers brush smoothly in a back and forth motion against my back. It's an experience with the high I now possess. There was nothing like getting this type of attention from him. Before it was so hard for him to show much affection but it seems now he somehow knows what to do.

Harry:
"I'm sorry."

He pecks my lips gently to his without much force to the touch. My eyes are gazing at his though it's hard to see them in the unlit room. I focus more on his touch and where it decided to rest from one moment to another.

Harry:
"Doesn't it feel good to talk to me?"

I somehow pull him closer, now wishing I hadn't taken such a plunge at the bar. I'd regret it with the forthcoming day. I nod immediately feeling my heart flutter a bit to let me know it enjoyed this. He was actually the best listener these days.

Harry:
"Good...now we just have to make that a habit."

--
Though I had remembered last night, the memories came in more of a haze to me. I waited for the dread of the hangover but still it hadn't greeted me good morning.

Harry:
"You should be fine...I gave you something to take last night."

He says addressing my curiosity as I pick up my toothbrush and begin. My eyes are slightly puffier than normal given my hours without sleep. I finish quickly, gargling, washing my face and returning to the room.

Harry:
"Lie down."

Upon glancing at the clock on the nightstand I realize that I'm starting my day rather late. I do what he asks because it comes naturally and wait for him to continue. He's pushing up the large t-shirt to expose more of my legs and underwear to him. I watch as he settles while pecking the area of my pelvis. His lips are soft and pink there.

I really didn't see this coming but I try focusing less on that and more on receiving him. There's a lot going on in my head while I take in the experience. The ceiling wall is particularly nice today. I shiver with new sensations despite trying my best to cope with them.

The position alone drives a chill down the spine and I moan into his contact there. The walls seem to pull closer and closer in as he pleases me with his warm tongue and the tingling in my ears shoots across my body.

I get a little louder once a central spot is given constant attention and I feel him smiling into it.

Harry:
"There?"

He continues and I know I'm nearly over. One hand intertwines with mine while the other twitches idly in the sheets grip. I finally give into him and I hold onto the high for a moment before genuinely feeling the bed beneath me. He pecks gently as I grow sensitive. I touch around in his hair to pull him up to my lips though I'm too limb to fully receive it. I know he understands.

Ally:
"...Random, but I'll take it. Thank you."

I smile but about as much as I can for right now.

Harry:
"Now there's no reason you shouldn't have a good day today, right?"

He holds out his hand in motion to give me a five, I'm assuming for cooperating and just emotionally opening up to him as my best friend. I place my hand in his and I realize I'm with the person I care the most for. For some people that was hard to find.

Harry:
"You're going to talk to her today."

Sigh.

Ally:
"What's there to talk about? I'm not upset about it. Just a little disappointed that she didn't take my word for it...If she had that entire night wouldn't have gone left."

Harry:
"She's your sister. Things happen."

Ally:
"I'm still moving out."

Harry:
"...Just think about it for awhile, okay? For me..."
He's back to my lips and I'm feeling a little like he's going to get what he wants. This was completely unfair.

--

We're in the booth of a cafe we come to quite often in the afternoon. I'm watching as he sips his tea with caution across from me. I'm wondering momentarily why he doesn't just use the spoon. ‎I look up when the waitress brings my own and sits it gently against the wooden table in front of me.
I stare at her with a smile while she does the same before walking off. I can't help but trail thought of how attractive she is as a person and wonder if Harry notices as well. We seem to get her every time we're here so I'm sure he does.

Harry:
"What?"

He interrupts my observation of her taking orders at the tables farther down from us.

‎Ally:
"She's hot, right‎?"

I look again while I wait for his answer. He doesn't give it but rather ‎stares as if he had heard me wrong.

Ally:
"The waitress. The redhead."

Harry:
"I know who you mean."

I pick up the tea to sip at it like he had.

Harry:
"Do you? ...think she's hot?"

He tests but really I just find his expressions to be hilarious. I nod slowly and quietly.

Ally:
"Is that a problem...?"

His eyes go wider than usually for a moment but he levels out to play it off.

Harry:
"No problem...I just..."

And he's back to his drink.

Harry:
"I see I'm still learning you.‎"

‎We share the chips and conversation flows healthily over time. ‎I've silenced my phone so he doesn't noticed but I've already missed a handful of calls from Lori over the course of the day. She brings the bill and Harry takes it politely. I don't make it a secret that I'm taken by her when she turns to address me.

"Ally, right?"

I nod while I wonder where she's gotten that.

"I'll bring you another cup on me, alright?"

Ally:
"Oh, thanks. You don't have to."

She's smiling again while I experience her brown ‎eyes for a moment.

"I know...I'll be back with it shortly."

Ally:
"I'm sorry, I didn't get your name‎."

The smile makes its appearance again.

"I'm Claire."

Ally:
"Thanks, Claire. It was nice meeting you."

She slowly exits to her task and I remember for a second that Harry's sitting across from me. I wait before giving my attention to him because she's already headed back. The cup is placed down and she collects everything from affront us.

Claire:
"Alright. You two have a good night."

I look over after nodding with her withdrawal from the table and he's narrowing his eyes.

Harry:
"Well this is an interesting day."

Ally:
"What?"

Harry:
"Nothing. I don't know. I just watched my girlfriend flirt shamelessly and‎ get someone's number right in front of me."

Ally:
"I didn't get her number, Harry. Don't be dramatic."

Harry:
"Look under the cup."

I drop the confusion to do as he says and the smile immediately plays on my lips. I erase it quickly seeing that he's not amused.

‎Harry:
"How didn't I know this again? Because you seem pretty comfortably about it even when I'm here to see it."

And I'm feeling a tad out of my skin now.

Ally:
"‎Sorry, It's just for fun."‎

I slide it across the table not realizing how rude I must seem to him.

Harry:
"You don't do that with guys, right? Because that would be a problem."

Ally:
"Of course not, Harry. You know actually-we can go now.‎"

I get up, pulling him with me to the exit of the cafe. He's following quickly as I drag him with me.

Harry:
"I'm not mad, you know. It's actually pretty cute. We're not eating here again though."
‎
His fingers brush through my hair as we lean against the car door. ‎The folded slip is placed in the pocket of my jeans while he reveals those breathtaking dimples to me.

Harry:
"You know the boundaries, right?"

I'm not exactly sure how I feel about the topic especially discussing it with him. There was a point in my life where I didn't know what I wanted given the scars of past relationships. It was rare that I ever even talked with a girl that way unless I'd had a few drinks beforehand.
‎
Ally:
"I'm kind of with someone, love‎."

He pecks my lips before opening the door and shutting it behind me.

Notes

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