It had been a week. True to his word, Harry had left me alone. I hadn't had to avoid him. He had taken his distances. And it was kind of creepy that every time he saw me, he smiled. It wasn't the hey love I miss you kind of smile. Nope. It was the damn I can't wait to fuck you up. Don't ask me how I knew the difference. I just did.

I was currently in front of the office building. I was going towards the bus stop cause I still hadn't bought a car. I had actually avoided Harry cause I knew he was going to insist to take me home. I didn't want that right now.

I missed him. I missed those eyes of him especially when he turned them on me. I missed his stupid accent when he called me little flower and smirked, because he knew it kind of irked me. I even missed him calling me little flower and I missed that stupidly charming accent of his. I missed his warm hugs and his comforting scent.

Let's not even start with that mouth of his. That talented mouth of his... Ugh, I missed him. I fucking missed Harry Killian.

I didn't know what I was feeling but every time I saw him, I felt like running straight into his arms. This past week I had had to control myself. I was an extremely jealous person and every time I saw Harry talking with any woman, platonic or not, I felt like my head was going to explode.

But on the other hand, I had given a lot of thought to what he had said. He had not confirmed anything about the crime stuff but I knew it was true. Why else would he tell me to make up my mind? And spend so much time apart from each other.

I was so confused. I didn't want to make a decision and find myself regretting it later. And I knew I was lying to myself. I already knew the decision I was going to take. I knew I was going to decide to be with Harry despite everything. He had a hold on me.

It was scary. Knowing that I was this attached to him and it had been a couple of months since we knew each other. And for fuck's sake, we weren't even a couple or any shit like that.

I sighed and looked up to be met with the biggest surprise of my life. Parker was standing on the opposite side of the street next to his car.

I quickly looked away. I didn't want him to see me. Not after he had told me to unblock his number. Like that was ever going to happen. I preferred to crawl back to my little town into my mother's arms than to unblock his number. And yes it was that deep.

"Iris," someone said and I stiffened. Mary, mother of Jesus, help me.

I turned to him. Of course it was Parker. I couldn't deny he was cute. But honestly, he was no longer attractive to me. Not after the stunt he had pulled. Respect was something my mother had taught me was fundamental in a relationship.

"Parker," I said, no emotion in my voice. Harry had taught me well haha.

"Can we talk? Can I drop you home?" he asked and I frowned. I really did not want anything to happen and I was really cautious after what happened.

"No I'm sorry I'll just take the bus," I said and at that same instant, the bus started driving away. I stared at it with hate in my eyes. Curse that stupid fucking driver.

"On second thought, let's go," I said. Yes I was going to take advantage of it. It was going to be awkward as hell, probably. But I didn't care. I was going to stay silent as fuck.

He smiled and he led me to the car. It was not the same one I had gotten into the other time. I was busy suspecting Harry of being in the crime world. But Parker was not easy himself.

The first few minor the drive were slow. Then he broke it. Unfortunately.

"Iris I want us to talk about that day. Why did you storm out like that? And why did you block my number?" Parker asked and I frowned. Was he seriously asking me these questions.

"Parker are you listening to yourself? You fucking embarrassed me and make me feel like I was some cheap thing! And we were just friends. I'm sorry but I don't get that logic," I said.

I know I had said I would be quiet but damn. This guy had guts. Like what the hell?

"Iris, you were fucking flirting with that waiter in front of me. And don't forget that guy I saw you with. How did you expect me to feel?" he asked and I shook my head. Was this guy for real?

"Parker I wasn't fucking flirting with anyone. You're seriously far up in your ass if you didn't notice me pay you attention for the five minutes we were in that restaurant," Iris said then sighed. Why was she even explaining herself to him?

Why had she even taken his offer? She should just have walked home. And that was even exercise that was going to benefit her sport hating organism.

Parker's lips were set into a thin line and his grip on the steering wheel was a tight one. Iris was kind of scared as she looked at him.

"I want to go down," she said then tried opening the door.

"Don't be fucking stupid. I'll drop you off in front of your apartment," he said and I paid him no mind.

I tried to open the door again but he had locked them. I turned to him and sighed then crossed my arms and leaned against my seat.

There was not a lot of traffic so I really hoped we reached soon.

I didn't pay Parker any attention. He tried to drag me into a conversation. But I kept quiet and stared out of the window berating myself. I was dumb. Getting into his car after what had happened was a dumb move. He wasn't going to change in a few months.

He finally gave up, and I was thankful for that. I loved my peace and quiet.

We reached and I made to open the door but his hand on mine stopped me. I stilled, not bothering to look at him.

"Please– give me a chance to prove that I'm not always a rude motherfucker," he said and I looked at him and sighed.

"Parker I'm sorry. I can't just give you a chance just like that. I have to go now though," I said, wanting him to get the hint.

He sighed and said, "Unblock my number then we'll go from there."

"Okay Parker," I lied, rolling my eyes, "Now let me out."

He let me go then opened the doors. I sighed and walked towards the lounge. I felt a hand on the small of my back and I stiffened, thinking it was Parked.

I turned and I saw Harry with a a grim look on his face. Uh oh. He wasn't happy.

"Walk and when you reach, you're going to tell me exactly why you think it's funny to go around with some other guy," he said menacingly and I swallowed.

Oh shit.

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