Remember Me.

Chapter Six.

Harry's POV

"Take off your shirt and shorts." I said looking into Hannah's eyes. Her eyes widen.

"W-what?"

"C'mon, it's like you never did that before. Just trust me, okay?"

"I trust you." she says as I kiss her hard on her neck leaving a Hicky.

"Harry.." she whispered making me stop.

"Yes?"

"Don't go away. Never!" she said as she brought her lips up to mine. I kissed her back slowly and passionatly.

This is the best night of my life.

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I woke up the next morning only to find Hannah in my arms. Correction, only to find Hannah naked in my arms. I stared at her for a while until she started opening her eyes really slow.

"Good morning, beautiful."

She giggled  "Morning."

"How was last night?" I smirked, winking.

Her eyes fluttered and her cheeks reddened.

"Don't deny it."

"I'm not." She grinned putting her hands up in defense.

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Hannah's POV

Did he just mention last night? God. That boy knows how to embarrass a girl.

My cheeks redden along with my eyes fluttering. I stared at the bed.

"Don't deny it." He smirked.

I don't know what to say. You know what? I'll let it go.

"I'm not. It was good." I smirked, too.

Harry proudly grinned.

I wore Harry's shirt and jumped off the bed.

"Where are you going?" Harry whined.

"Breakfast?"

"No. Just lay in my arms for a while." He grinned.

He pulled me back on the bed and wrapped his hands around me.

"I love you" Harry whispered in my ear.

"I love you, too."

~1 Week Later~

"Harry, Where have you been? I've been sick all night!"

Harry ignored me and threw his keys on the counter.

"Harry! I'm goddamn talking to you!" I almost yelled.

Harry turned on the T.V.

"HARRY!"

"Shhh! The neighbors will here you!" He whispered.

I stood in-front of the T.V

My hands straight beside my body. The tears welled in my eyes ready to burst in rivers. I fluttered my eyes so they can easily get out.

I felt so sick after Harry ignored me.

I ran to bathroom. Leaning in to the toilet-seat.

Barf sounds filled the bathroom as I threw up. I flushed the toilet. I stood up to wash my hands, my mouth and brush my teeth. I saw a   reflected worried as fuck Harry in the huge mirror the bathroom had.

"What's wrong?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

I stopped washing my hands and stared at Harry then continued.

After I finished I left the bathroom. Bumping into his shoulder without eye contacting him.

I slipped on some blue shirt along with a dark blue jeans. I put on my black converse, My red coat and a scarf.

I opened the front-door and shut it harshly.

I took my car and went to the park. It wasn't really crowded at night. I started tearing up. The dark side saying 'Did he really care now? I'm sick because of him.' But my bright one says 'He cares for you but there must be something you did that got him angry and you were wrong leaving him like that!' My headaches as I keep thinking.

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A.N: I REALLY REALLY LIKE THIS CHAPTER OMG!

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