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Quinn POV

I'm seated in the bed of Harry's truck at six.

My car is parked besides his, but I wanted to look at the view of the city, so I decided to sit with him in his car.

The colour of the sky is a bright pink and orange that looks nice.

It's silent between us currently. We're both just staring at the views we've seen a million times. I have a faint smile on my lips from being here. I don't know, it's just a happy place for me. I can't explain.

"What did you want to talk to me about?" I ask, remembering the reason for why we're here.

Harry doesn't respond at first. He just looks at me with soft looking eyes. This causes my head to tilt a little. I pull the sleeves to my sweatshirt down to cover my hands that are cold.

Harry sits across from me and runs his fingers through his curls. "You know that I really like you right?" He asks me.

"Yes." I say.

His eyes close and his fingers pinch his bottom lip. Now I'm nervous.

"On the first day of school, when we had a fight and sort of ended us, I uh, made a mistake." He starts.

My eyebrows furrow. "Mistake?" I ask.

"Yes," Harry pauses. He seems unable to speak. "I was mad, and sad about everything and I did something that I really, really regret."

"Did you do drugs?" I ask.

"No," He says. "I—um slept with someone."

I remain silent and stare at him. My eyes turn droopy and I bite my lower lip. "Why?" I ask. "Wait, who? We made up like hours after." His eyes look to his lap, which makes my mind think to the one girl who it is. "You had sex with Kay?" I ask.

His eyes are still on his lap. He nods hesitantly which makes my eyes burn. "I'm sorry."

"Out of every girl you chose her? Did you purposely want to hurt me?" I ask, my voice raises a bit.

His head shakes. "No. I-I wasn't thinking. She was flirting with me and I knew it and I just thought that if I slept with her I could forget about us for a few moments." His green eyes look back up at me. "I'm sorry, it meant nothing."

"So when I came over your house I was..." His eyes close by my words which makes my eyes throb with tears more. "I fucking knew it." I move away from Harry.

I get out of his truck and walk over to my car. "Quinn, please." His hand hugs me back.

"Don't," I can't even speak because now tears are rolling down my cheeks. "You told me it wasn't what it looked like, but it was. You knew she slept with my ex the whole time I've been with him and you didn't even care."

"I thought we were done." Harry tells me. "Please, Quinn. I'm sorry, I really, truly am. I don't even like her, I-I," His words become lost. His hands rest on my sides but I move away.

"Is this why you've been acting strange?" I ask.

He bites his lower lip and I shake my head. "We can work through this right?"

"You think getting off your chest that you fucked the one girl I hate will make me think more of you?" I ask. I know his eyes are more welled up. "I thought you were different. I thought you could think with your brain and not your dick head that even during an argument or anything, I still want to be with you."

His head shakes and he moves closer to me. "Quinn, I messed up. B-But it was a one time thing. I don't like her, I like you. I want to be with you please." His hands cup my cheeks.

I see his eyes are red and his cheeks are stained with tears. The thought of Kay kissing his lips goes through my head. The thought of them cuddling after they had sex goes through my head. The thought of her seeing him in his boxers like I have goes through my head. Everything that I liked that she never did until now is in my mind.

I didn't even know I broke out into a sob until I feel his arms wrap around me tightly. I shake my head against his hold and pull myself away from his body. I don't want to be comforted by Harry.

We aren't even an official couple but I still feel like there is a knife in my heart.

I see more tears rolling down his cheeks by my actions. "Quinn-"

"I want to be alone." I say through tears.

Harry nods but rests his hands on my sides. My body becomes tense by his touch. "Please know that you're the only one I want to be with. She is nothing to me. I'm so sorry. I didn't want to tell you, but I know that I had too. I'll make it up I-I promise. Please, just don't give up on us because I fucked up terribly. I-I don't even have her number in my phone or anything. I don't know what else to say besides I'm sorry and that I hope we can move past this. I swear I'm not that type of guy, I-I don't sleep around. Please, just know that." His eyes look into mine as they speak.

It doesn't help that I hate seeing him cry. I never have until now, and I hate seeing it. It should be a good thing that he's crying because he's scared of losing me. But, I think he's crying because of guilt.

The compliments were out of guilt.

Him saying how much I mean to him was out of guilt.

Everything the past few days was guilt.

My lower lip is being gnawed at by my front teeth. His lips touch my forehead before letting me get into my car. I fumble with my keys but manage to drive away.

I know I'm doing more than the speed limit but I can't even think. I just want to be home and hide under my covers.

A://N

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~lauren

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