"Why did you stop, what's wrong? Riley asks me as I step away from her.

Without saying anything yet I open a drawer pulling out some jogging bottoms to slip on, there is no way I'm going to be completely naked and still have my erection on show when I tell her this.

I'm also expecting a slap so I'm mentally preparing myself for that too.

I pick up the t shirt that Riley was previously wearing and hand it to her. "You might want to put this on."

She looks at me in confusion, slowly covering up her gorgeous body with my shirt. "I'm sorry for whatever I said or did to make you feel uncomfortable."

There she goes being all polite again. I do not deserve her kindness.

I take a huge breath as I sit beside her on the bed.

Here goes nothing.

"You didn't do anything wrong so don't worry." I reassure her. "I definitely wasn't uncomfortable, I just need to tell you something. Before this can go any further I have something to confess and you will probably hate me but I need to tell you anyway."

She casually moves her position on the bed, to lean against the headboard. "You have a girlfriend don't you? I had a feeling."

What? Why did she think that, after I've told her countless of times that I don't?

"No." I tell her shaking my head. "No, I don't have a girlfriend, I've told you that before."

"Then what is it? Surely it can't be that bad you had to tell me right before we had sex. You certainly know how to spoil a moment by the way." She softly giggles.

There goes that fucking laugh that I like so much.

I take it back I don't wanna tell her.

I don't want her to hate me.

I'm a complete fuck up.

Louis is dead to me from now on I swear! That boy always gets me into so much shit. Why am I even friends with him?

"Erm..I Erm..well you know...I'm really sorry." I stammer.

Fucking hell Harry. Sort yourself out you mumbling dickhead. Get you're fucking words out.

Just tell her.

I look up at her, she looks more nervous then me.

Fuck.

"You know Louis?" I ask her, trying my hardest to avoid eye contact. I can't bare to see her face as I tell her.

"I do know him."

"He likes to fuck with me. Quite a lot and I always just go along with whatever he decides to do, it's just easier you know?"

"Okay." She says sounding confused. " I don't understand where you are going with this story but please continue."

"Well. On the first day of school, he asked me if I liked you, in more than a friend type way. Which I didn't, at first. I only just met you." I carry on with my long winded story. "One day at school he saw you hanging out with Niall and he thought it bothered me."

"Did it?"

"No. Well yes, kind of, but I didn't want to admit that to him. I acted like I didn't care." I sigh. "He Erm...."

Fuck it, I can't say it.

Fuck my life.

I'm never going to see her naked again am I?

I look up at her quickly and she's just looking at me with a blank expression on her face.

I never know what's going on her head.

She always surprises me.

I think she may know where this story is going but she's not giving anything away, I need to know what she is thinking.

"So." I cough awkwardly.

Fuck this shit.

I only have myself to blame for my stupidity but it's better she finds this out from me then someone else. Louis being the worst case scenario.

"Okay I'm just going to come out and say it. I know your going to hate me after this and I want you to know I'm really sorry." A huge breath escapes my mouth.

Holy fuck my heart is racing.

"Louis made a bet with me that I could have sex with you before Niall did." I screw my eyes shut and put my head down in utter fucking shame.

I'm ashamed of myself and my poor fucking life choices.

I have no idea what she is thinking, I can't even bare to open my eyes and look up at her.

I'm still waiting for a slap.

I bet she hits really fucking hard.

I deserve it though, right?

A few seconds of silence passes which felt like minutes and Riley laughs.

She's laughing.

What???

Is she laughing through her anger? I have no idea. My mom does that a lot.

"Are you being serious?" Riley asks breaking the awful silence. The tone in her voice hasn't changed from earlier. She doesn't sound mad or upset.

Look at her you moron.

Open your fucking eyes.

"Riley I'm so sorry I-"

"That's hilarious." She giggles cutting me off.

What the actual fuck?

Is she joking with me? She's waiting for me to open my eyes, look up at her and then she's going to slap me so hard, I know it.

"I didn't actually think that type of thing happened in real life. I've seen it a few times in movies and read it in books."

My head darts up, my eyes popping open to look at her and she smiles.

She actually fucking smiles.

This girl isn't real.

I lightly pinch her leg.

"Oww." she flinches at the contact.

"Sorry, I just wanted to make sure I wasn't dreaming. Shouldn't you be mad? Just slap me I deserve it." I tell her, turning my head to the side waiting for hand to come up and slap me, hell she can punch me if she needs too.

"I'm not mad, I actually find it quite amusing."

"Why aren't you mad?" I ask.

I'm so fucking confused right now.

"You have had this bet for a while now right?" She asks and I nod my head in response. "You didn't make a move, not once. Everything was instigated by me, the first kiss, the date, even all of this. I actually want to thank you for that." Her hand reaches over to me and she places it on my leg.

She wants to thank me!

Thank me. She is insane?

For what?

She's definitely not real.

I think all this is some sort of weird dream. I've just made up the perfect girl in my head. This isn't normal.

"Thank me for what? My behaviour is nothing to be thanking me for. I'm actually disgusted with myself."

"Because you never tried to do anything with me, either you were playing it really, really slow or you didn't want to win."

"I agreed to the bet, just to shut him up. I never wanted to actually do it." I tell her. "I mean of course I want to have sex with you obviously, I really do but not like that. That's why I had to tell you before anything more-" I'm cut off when her lips press to mine.

I definitely wasn't expecting a kiss in this situation. I expected her hand against my face, not her lips.

Not that I'm complaining or anything.

"How much would you have won?" She asks, pulling away from the kiss.

"200 dollars" I admit.

She moves back, takes off the t shirt, throwing it on the floor and lays down on the bed.

"What are you doing?" I ask her, taking my bottom lip between my teeth at the sight of her completely naked in front of me again.

"Well, do you want to win or not?"

Fuck.

A/N

I wasn't sure if I should go down the route of Riley being angry about the bet or not.

However Riley isn't your normal type of girl, but saying that i still wanted to make it believable and not seem that Riley is being an idiot and not being mad when really she should be.

I wanted to get the bet out of the way quite early as there are other things to come.

Please give me your thoughts on this chapter as I'm really not sure. I kinda feel like deleting it and starting all over again. (The chapter not the story)

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