HARRY

"I was wandering when you were coming home Styles."

My chest becomes hollow, my heart entering a deep part of my chest. "Kristen?!"

There are so many questions running through my mind. She's the last person I expected to see, actually I didn't expect to see anyone sitting in my tub.

"I knew you'd remember me." I turn my head to avoid looking at her naked body soaking in the water. I feel a tingle below my stomach, temptation. Now is not the time, Styles.

I run my hand through my hair, my eyes looking everywhere around the room but her. "Of course I remember you. How could I forget." I stifle a laugh that I didn't mean to let out. I guess my thoughts got the best of me.

"You kept me waiting long enough." She says with a smirk. My eyes finally meet hers and I furrow my eyebrows. This is crazy. Why am I still standing here.

I reach to grab a towel from the closet and hold it open in front of the bath. "Get out." I simply say.

She groans as I hear the trickling droplets fall off of her body and hit the pool of water. I force myself to look the other way as she steps out. She grabs the towel from me wrapping it around her tan skin. Her eyes follow me around the room making me feel a certain way. She walks past me and into the guest bedroom. I follow behind her, but only to shut the door for her. I lean against the wall in the hallway for her to finish.

I hear the door creek open and my eyes flick to the source of it. I see her wet brown head peak out, "You can come in Styles. I know you have questions."

"No, just hurry up." She rolls her eyes at my response and reacts by grabbing my arm and pulling me into the bedroom. She was always like this, wouldn't take no for an answer. Once I close the door behind me I stare cold at her waiting for answers.

I clear my throat to interrupt the silence in the room as she searches for clothes in a giant duffle bag.

"Why are you here?" I look at her and cock an eyebrow as she laughs.

"I missed you Harry." I grab my hair while pacing to the other side of the room. Someone tell me this isn't happening.

"Y-you missed me?" I shake my head. "You missed me?" She is smiling. "You expect me to believe you Kristen?!" I holler still giving her cold eyes.

Kristen drops her towel, knowing my weakness was always her tiny meaningless tattoos. I scoff bowing my head. She walks over to me grabbing my chin and speaking on my lips, "It's true. I've missed all of you Harry." Her hand caresses where I'm now growing. I close my eyes because I can feel my emotions taking over.

Her lips peck mine slowly. I used to kiss these lips everyday and now it's hard to pull away. She has this control over me and I hate it.

We part and I suck in a large breath. My mind becomes dazed and our lips are smashed together. I remember this, oh it's so good.

Next thing I know we are on the guest bed, Kristen on top off me, ripping my buttoned shirt open. We kiss again each time even sloppier...Everything is dazed, I don't know what is going on. This may sound wrong but I'm thirsty for this to go further. It's been so long. I open my eyes when I feel tightness around my erection, i groan and look up to see her helping herself to me. No, stop now. I can't. Why can't I stop.

My eyes close again, the pleasure getting to me. No, no, no. I can't believe I fell for this act again.

I regain myself and push her off of me. She gasps and watches me pull my pants back up. "That was a mistake. You are a fucking mistake." My head falls in my hands from guilt.

Kristen walks over to me and now has a robe on. "Harry?"

"What." I spit, not trying to make eye contact.

"Harry I-I need your help." Her hands touch my chest and wrap around my neck, her thumbs playing with my cheek. I look in her eyes with my brimming ones to see what is coming next.

"You've always taken care of me, even when we were apart." She kisses my cheek. "Harry, I have no where to go." A kiss on my other cheek. "I need somewhere to stay for awhile." She finished by kissing my lips, but my eyes stay open.

I'm still under her spell. The same one she played on me not even five minutes ago. I grab her arms and push her away from me. "You what?"

"I need somewhere to st-."

"I HEARD YOU." My hands fall, backing away from the woman who continuously breaks my heart and uses me.

"M-maybe I could join you in the shower and you can think about it?" She bites her lip and grabs my hand.

"NO." I jerk my arm back. She jumps, furrowing her eyebrows.

I used to love this person, she was my world.

I prop my hands on my hips and walk around the room. I can't believe she is here right now, trying to hurt me again.

I shake my finger at her as I pace around, I need to get this out. "You know..this is why we didn't work out."

"Why Styles?" She tilts her head, mocking me. My eyes jerk to her, my chest tightening at the sight. "BECAUSE YOU NEVER LOVED ME KRIS." My eyes prick like pins as my emotions win.

She ducks her head saying nothing, the face of guilt. I catch my breath.

"You never loved me Kristen. That was the one thing I needed. I needed someone that loved me just as much as I did them. I gave up my life for you. You used me for sex and got more whenever you wanted from someone else. No matter what I did I couldn't get you to say those three words to me. I needed you. I devoted everything to you, I gave you everything, at least I tried." I gulp. "I never asked for anything, I just wanted and I love you."

Her eyes widen and sparkle. The sight of her in my house disgusts me.

"Harry." Kristen stands up, placing her dirty hand on my cheek. "I had no idea." I laugh and look into her eyes. She licks her lips as I do mine. "Honey, you knew exactly what your plan was. And you will never get a second chance. I fell for you, hard. And you let me."

"Harry, I didn't, I was-I was just-. We were young Harold. Don't do thi-."

"Save it." I push her hand away from my cheek. A tear falls from her eyes. "I don't have time for this, get all of your shit and leave."

"Harry!" She latches onto my body looking up at me. "Kiss me. I can prove it to you, I've changed."

"I won't kiss a slut again. You can go now."

I walk to the door hearing her cry out my name multiple times. That won't change my mind. I finally head to the shower.
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The entire time during that incident my phone was buzzing like crazy, I can finally check to see who it was.

I read the tiny words on the tiny screen, 6 messages and 4 missed calls. My mind clicks. God, Charlie. The only important person in my life, and I forgot about us tonight. Im not in the mood for any company, I need to get out of this hole of depression.

I begin a text.
Me:
Something came up love, I'll see you soon. Sleep well.

Please understand Charlie, I don't know what I would do if you ever hated me.

When I think of Kristen, Mila Kunis pops into my head. So I guess it fits.

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