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HARRY

I push myself away from Kay, leaning back on my calves as I do. She lays on her back in front of me, her hair spread out across her head and strands sticking to the side of her face. I get up off of her, and extend my hand out to her. She stares at it and squints at it as if she isn't sure if she should take it.

"C'mon love." I say, wiggling my fingers.

Her eyes flicker up to meet mine and she places her hand in mine before I pull her up to her feet. Her chest comes to mine, and I look down at her as she quickly releases my hand and takes a step back, putting space between us. I can tell she is still upset with me by the way she keeps avoiding eye contact with me any time I try to catch her eye. She turns away from me and walks to the bag, bending down. Being a hormonal teenager, my eyes automatically drift down to admire her ass in the tight pants she wears as she stays bent over to get her purse. She stands up to soon, but my eyes stay on her bottom as she glances over her shoulder at me and catches me.

She rests her hand on her hip, and taps her foot impatiently, making me look up to see her raised eyebrow and the amused look on her face.

"Sorry." I say, looking down at the mat sheepishly.

"Whatever, you're a guy so I understand." She says curtly as she starts to walk past me. I reach out to grab her upper arm, turning my face to look at her.

"I'm not some horny teenager Kay, and I don't want you to think that's why I want you. You're stunning and I was admiring that. Okay?"

Her cheeks start to turn a light pink, and her big brown eyes stare at me widely as she slowly nods. "Okay."

I leg go of her arm, and take her hand instead. "Let's go."

"Go where?" She asks as I start to lead her out the front entrance.

"Back to the room so we can talk this out."

She glances over her shoulder back towards the gym as we walk away from it. "But I thought you came here to work out?"

"I did, or to get my anger out. But the wrestling with you kind of did that for me."

She laughs quietly to herself and I grin down at her. I missed her so much. I didn't realize just how much till I saw her walking out of the bathroom earlier...naked I might add. I was pissed as shit with her but that didn't stop my stomach from doing flips at the sight at her. I hadn't showed it earlier because I was letting my anger blind me, but now that I feel a little better I am able to see just how much she really means to me, which is why when we get back to the room I need to be as calm as possible. I can't explode this time if she says something to piss me off that has to do with him. I realized my mistake when she left the room earlier, but at the moment I was being stupid. I don't want her to ever think I don't want her, because I do. I think I always will.

"I can't go with you." She says when we've reached my car.

I drop her hand and look at her, disappointed. "Why not?"

She points behind her. "I drove here on my own, so I need to drive back on my own."

"Oh," I say relieved. "Okay, well I'll meet you at the hotel."

She gives me a swift nod and turns to walk away, heading towards her black civic parked a few rows down. I watch her until she is safely in the car, then open the door to my car and hop into the drivers seat. I pull out of the parking space and turn down the exit of the parking lot right when Kay passes ahead of me. I turn left, coming up behind her and following her the rest of the way to the hotel. When I get there she is already parked and walking towards the entrance, then stops when she sees me parking. I get out and hurry towards her and automatically intertwine my fingers through hers.

We make our way into the hotel and up the elevator, both of us silent. As the elevator doors open Kay releases my hand and walks ahead of me, opening the door with her key. I follow behind her into the bedroom as she tosses her car keys on the counter, and kicks off her shoes on the way to the bed, leaving them in the middle of the room.

I look down at them and bend down to pick them up, setting them against the wall in a neat way.

"You are so OCD." She says, laughing.

"I'm not, I just like things to be clean and organized." I defend.

"Right." She flops back on the bed, lifting her hands above her had to stretch and making her black shirt rise on her stomach, revealing her tattoo. "So let's talk this shit out then."

I move over to the bed, and sit at the end of it as she tilts her head to the side to look up at me though her long eyelashes. I unconsciously reach over and brush a strand of hair away from her face, and continue to run my fingers through the rest of her hair that lays on the bed.

"How come you didn't tell me about spending time with Max?" I ask.

She lifts her hand up to her face, examining her nails as she answers me. "Because last time we talked about him we got in a fight, and you didn't seem to like him so I didn't want to upset you."

"But you did...when you lied."

She sighs and rubs her tired eyes. "I'm sorry for lying."

"You're forgiven." I play with the ends of her wavy hair. "And the job? Why didn't you mention that?"

"Basically the same reason. You don't like him so I didn't think you would of understood."

"I do though." I say.

"No you don't. "

"I do, I get you need a job."

"You get that I needed one, but not that I was desperate enough to get one with them."

I sigh and pull my fingers out of her hair, and lean back on my hand. " Well if you were so desperate why couldn't you just tell me you needed help?"

She sits up, her hair falling over her shoulder. "Because like I said before, you have helped me with so much already. You took me in when I got kicked out of school, you helped me open up about myself, you helped me by paying for this place even after you left. Hell, you even helped me when we didn't even know each other and I became a fan of your music."

"So you admit you're a fan?" I tease, smirking at her.

She rolls her eyes and nudges me. "Shut up. Point is, you've helped me in so many ways that I didn't want to ask for your help again."

"But I wouldn't of minded helping."

"But I would of." She looks down at her fingers. "I already feel like shit about myself all the time, and I was tired of feeling helpless. I needed to be able to at least find a job on my own."

I stare at the side of her face, then lean forward to place a small kiss on the side of her head. "I kind of wish you would of told me that over the phone though. You can still talk to me even when I'm away, you know."

"Yeah...I'm sorry." She says again.

"You're forgiven." I brush her cheek with my thumb as I turn her face to meet my eyes. "And I'm sorry for going nuts when I walked in here earlier. You didn't deserve to be yelled at."

"No, I didn't." She says, sticking her chin in the air. I laugh just as a smile starts to form on her lips. "But you're forgiven too."

"Good." I watch her smile, and for the first time notice a tiny dimple in her left cheek. I reach out and poke it with my finger, and she swats my hand away, giving me a stern look.

"So, question." She arches her eyebrow at me, indicating to ask. "Why were yours and Max's face so close to each other in the magazine?"

She rolls her eyes and reaches up to push her long her away from her face. "I thought we were past this."

"We are, I'm just curious."

"Or jealous." She says. When I don't answer she turns to look at me, studying the annoyed look on my face as she breaks into a wide grin. "You're totally jealous."

"Am not." I argue.

"You are. Admit it."

"I'm not jealous." I state.

"Really, and why is that?" She asks, looking at me stupidly.

"Because," I lean towards her. "He can't get as close to you as I can." I whisper just before I press my lips to hers.

She responds automatically to me and reaches up to rest her hands on my chest. I move my lips slowly against hers, and lick the bottom of her lip, asking her for entrance. Being the stubborn girl she is, she doesn't allow it, so I move my hand to her side and rest it on her hip. I squeeze it, and she opens her mouth to gasp as I quickly snake my tongue inside her mouth. She tilts her head back as I kiss her roughly, and I start to slowly push her back on the bed, not breaking the kiss as I climb on top of her. She opens her legs and rests them on either side of me as I hover over her, holding myself up to make sure I don't crush her. I continue to kiss her as my hand gently caresses her side and when my tongue touches her she lets out a soft moan, driving me crazy.

I pull away from her, but only to move my lips to the side of her mouth, kissing her lightly as I make my way to the side of her jaw. She tilts her head farther back as I start to kiss down her neck, and feel her flinch when I kiss a spot right above her collarbone. I smile to myself when I realize I've found her weak spot, and begin to kiss her there, sucking on it and intending to leave a mark.

She moans again, and my dick instantly become harder. Her hands grip my shoulders, her fingers digging into my skin as I continue to suck on her neck and poking out my tongue to lick it. Her breathing is heavy, and I move my hand gradually down the curve of her hip, down to her upper thigh. I stop for a moment to see if she will stop me, but when she doesn't I steadily move my hand to th inside of her thigh, my fingers barely brushing her area. She stiffens momentarily and I don't move my hand as I kiss back up her neck and press my lips to hers. She loosens up after a moment, and wraps her legs around my waist pulling me down on top of her completely, and making my bulge press against her.

I pull back suddenly and look down at her. "Kay," I breathe. "What are you..."

She silences me with a kiss, only to pull back for a moment to look me in the eyes. "I want to try."

"Try what?" I ask, studying her face. "You need to be specific love."

She bites her lip and I swear she's torturing me. "I'm not ready for that...but I want to try. Other stuff."

"Are you sure?" I ask, searching her face for any doubt.

She nods slowly and looks me in the eye as she speaks. "I need to heal right?"

I nod and she pulls my head down, her lips barely touching mine. "So I need to try. Just...touch me."

"Kay-"

"Harry, please." She pleads. I am not sure about this. I want to, but not until I know for sure she is ready, but it's hard to say no with the look on her face.

"If you want me to stop, tell me. Okay?" I say.

She nods. "I trust you. I trust you.." She says repeatedly, assuring me. But it sounds like she's saying it more to herself.