19. Always.

                                    

                                          

Chapter 19

                          
Alycia's Pov. 
                          
The Uber pulled up to the guard shack of Harry's neighborhood and showed him something on his phone, I guess instructions Harry sent so the Uber would be able to get in. 
                          
I ended up telling Harry I could drive but he said he didn't want me driving. He said it was too late and he didn't want me driving while I was upset. 
                          
My face was red on the side Dylan hit me and I knew there would be light bruises from where he had grabbed my face for so long. My hair covers the sides of my face enough for now. We're probably going straight to bed which will make it even less noticeable. 
                          
I brought some makeup in case it's worse in the morning so I can put it on without Harry noticing. My lip is cut though and I don't really know how to explain that. 
                          
Soon enough, the Uber pulled into Harry's driveway.
                          
I thanked the driver and grabbed my bag before stepping out. 
                          
Harry opened the front door before I even got to it and I gave him a small smile. 
                          
He met me halfway and picked me up in a hug and I couldn't help but laugh. It felt good to laugh. He always brought out a good side of me. 
                          
"There's that beautiful sound!" He said happily and sat me back on my feet. 
                          
He smiled at me but it immediately fell. 
                          
"What happened to your lip? Why is your lip
busted?" He asked and ran his finger across it. 
                          
I felt myself getting anxiety again. I didn't think he'd notice so soon. 
                          
"It's a funny story actually." I said and tried to make my laugh seem believable. "Can we go in?" 
                          
He nodded and grabbed my hand as we walked in. 
                          
I sat my bag by the couch as we walked in and he sat on arm of the couch and pulled me between his legs. 
                          
"Now tell me what happened to your lip Alycia." 
                          
I sighed and suddenly he pulled me to him and attached his lips to mine. 
                          
I put my hands on the sides of his face. This is how it's supposed to feel. Not the way it did when Dylan forcefully kissed me earlier. 
                          
I still get nauseous thinking about it. 
                          
Harry hummed into the kiss in satisfaction as our lips moved in perfect sync. The cut on my lips doesn't hurt but i'm sure it feels a little weird on his end. I slowly pulled away but I leaned back to plant one last kiss on his lips.
                          
He pulled me into him even more and I wrapped my arms around his neck.
                          
"What happened tonight? You don't have to lie to me Alycia. You know that." He said softly and I took a deep breathe before nodding. 
                          
"I know." "Then why are you?" He asked and I felt my heart physically hurt at his words. He sounded hurt now. 
                          
I'm trying to keep everyone safe and in the process, i'm only hurting everyone and myself. 
                          
"It doesn't matter now. I'm here now. And i'm okay." I said and played with the back of his hair. 
                          
His eyebrows knitted together at my words and he ran his fingers over my lip. Suddenly he moved my hair behind my ear on the side of my face that's red and a bit swollen. My reflexes made me turn my head so he couldn't fully see my face and luckily his dog was walking towards me so maybe he didn't notice that I moved my head on purpose.