Roses & Wallflowers

I didn’t want to kiss Harry, but I bet you can say that in that rare moment I kind of did… So I kissed him back.

His hands landed in the middle of my back, and he pulled me away from the bar, pushing me away. I was dazed, and I didn’t know where I was. So I guess you can say I was a little dazed and confused.

And I didn’t know where Harry was either. Then the lights in the club started to flicker, making everyone holler and dance harder. I was sweating, and the heat from all the bodies were making me dizzy.

But then I saw Harry. He was walking up to me, the lights flickering, stinging my eyes. He walked up to me and grabbed my hips, pushing me against the wall and bringing my thigh to his hip.

“Nice for you to finally join me again.” I said, exasperated and tired.

He pressed his sweaty body against mine and let out a deep breath. “Don’t play with me right now girl. Besides, I think it’s time for me to play with you and your vulnerable self.” He smirked.

“You think I’m vulnerable?” I laughed, but gasped when he pulled my other thigh to his hip and pushed me farther onto the wall.

“Very vulnerable.” He lips ran over my ear and I put my hands on his back, shaking my head. “And naive. There’s nothing better than a naive, pretty girl now is there?”

He set my legs down and handed me a glass of liquor, making me drink it as he drunk his. “I think you’re trying to get me drunk on purpose boy.” I was getting even more dizzy, and I couldn’t stand it.

I put my hands on the wall to steady myself, and he put his hands on my hips again, kissing my neck softly. “I could tear you apart, but you know… I think I might wait until you’re more vulnerable.”

“I’m vulnerable enough.” I gasped at the words I said and he looked at me, cocking an eyebrow. “I don’t think you’d want me at the moment.”

He hovered his mouth over mine, making me stand up straight and balling my hands into fists, pushing my hands harder onto the wall. Could I seriously want this?

“If I didn’t want you, I wouldn’t have taken you in this place for a drink.” He chuckled, his chest vibrating on mine, making me shudder.

My hands slid down the wall, and he put an arm on either side of me; blocking me in the corner of a bombarding crowd.

I let out a whimper and he cocked his eyebrow again. “You’re begging for more, even when I haven’t touched you. But… I like you begging… Do it again.”

I didn’t want to give him the pleasure of showing him that I wanted him, but he pushed his body against mine and just stood there, running his lips down my collar bone. And with that, I let out another whimper and he growled and immediately connected his lips with mine.

Don’t show him pleasure. He took yours away from you, and for that you must resist… Don’t show him pleasure. Oh hell, but it feels so good.

I took my hands from the wall and ran them down his back, making him shift his weight onto me and kiss me deeper. He groaned onto my lips and put his hand on my thigh, pushing his mouth harder onto mine, making me groan.

And then he chuckled. “We gotta get out of here.” He muttered on my lips. I shook my head and pulled his lips back onto mine, and he chuckled again. “We will continue this at my place doll.”

I nodded my head and he grabbed my hand, taking me out of the club. When we walked outside, it was pouring outside. And what’s worse, Harry locked his car keys in the car, so we had to walk to his house. But it was only five minutes away from the restaurant.

When we walked into his house, he handed me a pair of sweatpants and a t shirt. I raised my eyebrows and he laughed at me.

“I’m not undressing you when you’re soaking wet.” Then he walked upstairs and changed his clothes.

Undressing me? Who said anything about undressing me? I just wanted him to kiss me more, and touch me more. I don’t want him to undress me… But he doesn’t know that.

I was still dizzy from the lights of the club, and the street lights outside made it worse. After I changed my clothes, I walked into the kitchen and started looking for something to drink. I’ve never been this desperate for alcohol in my life. I’ve only had alcohol once and that was at one of my mom’s… Ermm… Tara’s work dinners. I had a small glass of wine, and I don’t even know if that’s counted as an alcohol. But this desperation is driving me insane, and I fumbled around the kitchen.

Soon after fumbling and stumbling around, I found a six pack of beer and quickly opened one.

“I see you found the beer I was coming in here to get.” I jerked my head around to see a smirking Harry.

“Oh yeah. I just need something to drink.”

He walked up to me and chuckled. “You look dazzling in my clothes.” Lust was clear in his eyes and I wasn’t sure if I could put up with it.

I went to say something but he took the beer from my hand and kissed me. And my feelings came back. He put his hands above the rim of my sweatpants, and slid them down my waist a little. I pulled his hands from there and put them on my back, shaking my head.

But the lust that I had was almost over-powering his, so I helped him slip his shirt off. And by then his lust was stronger than mine. He growled and picked me up, setting me on the counter and slipping my shirt off.

“No… Harry.”

“Don’t you tell me no, when I know that you want it.” He snapped and I looked at him with droopy eyelids. “And whether you like it or not, I am extremely lustful, and I am fulfilling what I want.”

“I don’t think anyone has ever told you no before.”

“Nope, and it sure as hell won’t be happening today.” Then he shoved his mouth onto mine and pulled me off of the counter and into the living room.

He laid me down on the couch, and that moment, I was vulnerable. Then he pulled something out of his sweatpants pocket and stuck it in between his teeth. Is that…? No. Oh my gosh, no! I refuse.

“Harry I can’t do this…” I muttered.

“Haize. A few minutes ago you whimpering and begging me to touch you and comfort you, but now you don’t. Make up your mind!” He growled before hovering over me.

“You can’t do something that I don’t want you to do… That’s not right. I want my first time to be special, and this is not special. And if you push me into doing this, it’s practically rape.” Tears were stinging my eyes, and now I was full of fear instead of lust.

“It’s not like I haven’t done it to anyone else.”

I gasped and shoved him off of me, grabbing my things and pulling the sweatpants back on me. “I’ll take myself to the foster home, thank you.” I snapped.

I walked to the door and he grabbed my arm, “Ah come on Haize. I’m sorry.”

“A simple sorry isn’t enough for a situation like this.”

“‘A situation like this’? Wow, you really are a goody-goody.” He sneered at me and I growled, opening the door.

“Are you seriously going to leave?!” He yelled over the sound of the rain.

“Yeah, and hopefully I won’t have to see you again.”

“You’ll see me tomorrow at school babe.” He smirked, when it wasn’t even necessary.

“That doesn’t mean I have to talk to you.” Then his smirk faded away and I rolled my eyes, and I walked off of his porch and into the pouring rain.

Notes

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