Rage

I walked upward to his place, cursing myself for being a little later with Lori than I'd intended. I came straight from the night club to save a little more time, so I was dressed a little more provocatively than usual. I reached up high to get the spare key from where I knew it was hidden and proceed in entering.

It was dark except for the light in the living room area down the hall. I sit down my bag and head in that direction where someone else's presence could be heard with him.
I took a sigh before standing there in the wide opening of the room, leaning against the frame as I watched them. She was sat next to him, her hand against his leg in a flirting manner and the smell of alcohol spiraling between them. She was blonde, but from the looks of it, unnaturally so. Her clothes, or lack there of, were snug revealing the parts she'd obviously wanted to appeal to Harry. He looked up at me, breaking his conversation with her to acknowledge me.

Harry:
"Oh...Hey Ally."

I felt so stupid. The fact that he'd brought her here hurt me emotionally a little more than any of the times he'd put his hands on me. I didn't expect much of him but cheating was something I'd refused to stick around for. My brain took a moment to question the night's I didn't spend here with him...and that pissed me off.

I narrowed my eyes suggestively, remaining quiet as I watched.

He took that hint, picking up her jacket and handing it to her quickly.

Harry:
"Hailey here was just leaving, right?"

She didn't seem to have liked it very much but she was up and out with haste after him hugging her goodnight. I'd huffed in disgust as I began my thoughtful journey back for my bag in annoyance when he'd begun.

Harry:
"Where are you going?"

Though the smell of alcohol was present, his words weren't intensely slurred which told me this wasn't one of his worst nights. I ignored him despite it, walking to exit when he'd pulled me forcefully by the arm back to him.

Harry:
"I asked you a question, Ally!"

I pushed him off, pressing my palms as hard as I could against the middle of his chest.

Ally:
"You're such an asshole sometimes,"

I yanked at the doorknob but his hands slammed it back from just above my head. I turned angrily.

Ally:
"Who the hell was that, Harry?"

He closed his eyes as if preparing himself for it. And there was nothing he could tell me right now that I'd believe anyways because it was the middle of night, and a little too late for innocent guests.

Harry:
"No one. Just...a friend."

Ally:
"Yea. And I'm stupid Harry. I guess you won't mind me having friends then."

I witnessed his demeanor became fused with anger at the mere thought, but at least my point was given.

Harry:
"Don't fucking test me."

Ally:
"Whatever, Harry. And you said you wouldn't drink."


He lookes away as if avoiding it, deepening my loath for him. The pain of this headache dampened my eyes. If I didn't stop I knew this makeup would smear. After everything we'd been through together...even if we didn't do love or labels, I would never expect this of him.

Ally:
"You know what, this doesn't even matter. I'm done with you Harry."

It hurt on the way out but I was sick of this. He increased the grip of his hold in my attempt to escape him.

Ally:
"Let me go!"

Harry:
"Yea? And who was that prick Allen said he saw you with tonight. I fucking waited for you and that's what you were up to?"

Ally:
"I don't know what you're talking about."

The tears were falling now, and what I needed most was some air. His words were beginning to seep as I thought of myself and Jason a few hours prior. He was just a friend that I'd bumped into tonight, but of course he'd never believe that.

Harry:
"Did you leave with him?"

Ally:
"No Harry, we're just friends. But I didn't invite him to my place."

Harry:
"Neither did I. She knocked on the door, Ally."

I sighed with deep frustration.

Ally:
"Whatever. Just let me go."

Things were always complicated because we never defined what we were to each other.

Harry:
"I'll fucking kill him, I swear. You'd better stay away."

He said quite harshly before releasing and pacing in front of me quickly. I stood there watching downwardly the motions of his feet. My fingers rubbed on the areas of my wrists that were restricted a second before. I waited patiently there in my shell for him to calm.

He slowed eventually. The tears were wiped from my cheeks gently as if nothing had ever taken place at all. He pushed my chin up so he held view of my eyes, and I was snatched into him and pressed to his lips.
I took it for a second before rejecting.

Ally:
"Stop it Harry."

My mouth formed the words but he'd neglected to acknowledge them. I winced with pain at the grip but allowed his kiss to ignite me. Why did I do that?

I pushed him away again but he tugs my bag from me, letting it thud as it hits the floor. He moved us to the left into the kitchen, dragging me unwillingly and knocking the things that held on the counter aside.

He held my waist, picking me up to rest in it's place. I felt my tears linger between our faces as he placed himself between my legs, his warm tongue could be felt entering over and over after again forcing my mouth to his. I felt myself melting into it, and with that his touch became progressively gentler. He removed his shirt, revealing his smooth warm flesh of dark ink to me.

I was given his intense eye contact when he'd placed his fingers between us to my greatest pleasure point after removing the fabric from my body. It was happening quickly and I tried getting my brain to decode what had just taken place. I couldn't. He wouldn't allow me to dwell on it; it was hard thinking past the amazing feelings he was now giving to me. I buried my head into his neck as I tried containing the noises fumbling from my lips. He bit harshly at my neck, making me love it more with progression.

Ally:
"Harry...wait."

I mustered as I felt myself heading toward the end already with the pace. He withdrew his large fingers, quickly ripping open the pack from his pocket and replacing his fingers with himself. He was warm and generous there. A moan left my lips with his size and I felt our fingers tangle together intimately. He kept his lips to mine as he adjusted himself to the feeling of me. I held tightly against the counter with his continuance.

There was a moment of break from the kiss to cherish the beauty of each others eyes while we passionately received.

Harry:
"..I'm sorry, Ally."

He breathed softly after awhile of our bodies moving together. I nodded as his deep voice sent me toward orgasm. He buried his head of curls into my chest as he experienced his own, sending chills throughout my veins at a constant. And then we'd leveled, breathing slowly at a decline.

I felt limb with my body leaning toward his for stability. I kept my face there in his neck, legs gripping around him as he walked us to his bedroom. He was laid there on the bed while he undressed me. My eyes could barely open but I'd watched him remove the clothing of my lower half. I'd lifted for the upper and allowed for him to place me deep into the duvet. I curled into the sheets of his deep scent like a child and found fatigue there.

--

We fiddled with each others fingers while I lay my bare body into his.

Harry:
"You can't say stuff like that, you know."

His other hand could be felt in my hair, rubbing gently against it.

Ally:
"Like what?"

Harry:
"You were breaking up with me, Ally."

I let that seep for a minute. Interesting that he'd used the phrase "breaking up" when we'd never spoken of being each other's own. The relationship I had with him just...was. I don't think I'd ever done that, but then again that was the first I'd saw him with another girl in that way.


Ally:
"Do you...do this with other girls?"

It was scary how much I would hate the answer if not in my favor. But I had the right to know if that were the case.

I was hugged closer before he'd released me and withdrew himself to sit up. He sighed with his back toward me.

Harry:
"I don't."

I didn't know what I knew.

Ally:
"So it's just me..."

He nodded slowly.

Ally:
"And you've never done anything with her...?"

I waited but he hadn't responded.

Ally:
"Harry?"

Harry:
"...I...wasn't with you at the time."

I processed that for a moment before sitting upward against my elbows.

Ally:
"You said you were friends."

Girls had to realize that if they were told something like that, the actual occurrence was ten times worst. I lifted up, swinging my legs off the edge of the bed and stepping into my clothes.

Harry:
"It wasn't sex. We just made out. I swear Ally, I haven't done anything more with her."

I ran my fingers through my hair after pulling over my shirt. He held the sheet to his waist with the chill of the room as he approached me.

Ally:
"And what if I didn't come tonight?"

I stepped into my pants one leg at a time as I looked around for my things.

Harry:
"I was drinking...but I wouldn't have-..."

It lingered. He didn't say it but I'd heard. I pulled away from his eye contact this time to avoid being drawn in.

It hurt like hell to think about...but I believed him. And still, I wasn't sure why.

Ally:
"I'm... coming back okay, I just...need a breather."

I said as I brushed by him. Not forcefully but he knew I was still pissed about it.

Ally:
"Try not to cheat on me, will you."

I left my phone and bag there so he knew I'd be coming right back. I guess I'd just go for a drive until I cleared my head or I'd ran out of gas. Which ever would come first.

Notes

Posting this again because I didn't realize it wasn't spaced out as usual. Then it wouldn't let me edit for some reason. idk.

Thanks for reading if you have, I'll be posting the next chapter between now and Monday <33