her.
“Fuck sake, speak up!” I exclaimed. She jumped as if she didn’t expect me to raise my voice but I was pissed off so I didn’t care.
“I’m sorry okay! I didn’t think , I shouldn’t have done it. But why did you do that? That guy hadn’t done anything wrong and you know it! So why get him banned? Just because you want to fuck me instead?!”
She was wrong, that guy actually was a dickhead, he may not have done drugs, or not from what I knew, but he was still a dickhead. And really? She couldn’t say I didn’t warn her earlier.
She went further though.
“Why can’t you just back off? You just keep coming back for more and I just don’t get it! I’ve had enough of people telling me what to do for a fucking lifetime, now you’re trying to do it too! You have no idea what you’re up against Mason, I promise you! It’s never gonna happen!” She was almost screeching by the end of her speech but I’m clearly a sucker for punishment because I was undeterred.
“God you’re a pain in my ass! You think I don’t know exactly what I’m in for! I’ve watched and felt what Jax went through with your girl. Might have been different circumstances, but you’re both so fucked up in the head, you’re fighting what’s good for you. And make no mistake babe, you really are fucked in the head. You fuckin’ helped Jax! Who’s helping me huh? No one! ...But I don’t need help with you, the answers to all my questions are written all over your face! I’m not blind, I see it all...”
Harper
I was tired of listening to his shit...more than that...I was tired of listening to his shit, that was fucking right all the time, so I cut him off.
“You think just because Jax w on over Taylor, you can win me? Grow up Mase, it...is... not... going...to...happen” I spoke slowly, hoping, praying that for once he’d believe me and take the hint.
Don’t know why I bothered hoping, he’d never listened before, I pretty much knew that he wouldn’t start then.
“Sunshine, just keep pushing me away, doesn’t bother me...Well okay it bothers me that you won’t just speed up all this bullshit so we can get to the good stuff! But you won’t win anyway, and deep down you know that. Throw all the excuses at me you want. You’re my perfect girl and you were made for me, attitude included. You think I’m gonna let that go because you can’t pull yourself together enough to see it yet? I’m not. You’re already my girl, I’m just waiting for you to realise it!”
He stepped closer to me, lifted his hand and ran the backs of his fingers along my cheek. The gesture was too sweet, too nice, too...I don’t know, just too much . The lump forming in my throat grew and I fought to bury it. I despised how he affected me. I didn’t do affection, at all. He was testing me, I could feel it.
I failed the test.
He knew that too.
I knew that he knew it, because his eyes changed. They were seeing, knowing ... and they scared the ever-loving shit out of me.
He knew me better than I knew myself, or at least he thought he did. He didn’t know everything though. He didn’t know that as far as I was concerned, I’d been in love with him since that first morning. He didn’t know that he owned me, mind, body and soul...and he didn’t know that I was pretty sure, if he stopped being such a bossy fuckin’ pain in my arse, he’d probably already have me...in a way.
I had no intention of telling him any of this either.
But I did want him.
Just sex. Drunk, sweaty, filthy...sex.
He must have had the same idea because he leant forward, hesitating for a moment, probably to give me chance to pull away, I wasn’t going to though, so he pressed his mouth to mine. I knew what he was trying to do, he was trying to do soft and sweet, probably thinking I’d succumb to his stupid ‘relationship’ idea. Nope. Not happening.
I edged back a touch, but sunk my teeth into his bottom lip and tugged lightly, causing him to
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