Ch. 6
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Nya was in her bedroom, locked herself inside after another day at school. She had not yet told her mother what had occurred, but she was unsure if she wanted to. He made get all warm and horny, that it was hard to reject him.
She soon heard knocks on her bedroom door, and sighed, "Yes?"
"Nya, Mell let me in." Harry's voice made her race to the door and let him inside.
He wrapped his arms around her, "How are you?"
"I just saw you at school."
"I haven't hung out with you in a while," he shrugged his shoulders and laid in her bed, "I just thought it'd be fine if I came over."
Nya smiled, laying beside him in her bed, "You're right, we haven't really talked about anything in depth in a while. Anything new?"
"Yes," Harry inhaled sharply, "two girls asked me out. Vivi and Hailey."
"No way," Nya chuckled.
He rapidly nodded his head, "Yes way. I said yes to both of them—"
"Harry you did not!" she sat up in the bed.
"I didn't know how to say no," he sighed sadly.
"At least say nothing," Nya fell back onto the bed, "now you're going to create so much drama."
"Not if they don't find out. Anyways, what's going on with you?" Harry turned towards her, "I have noticed something is wrong." Nya's muscles stiffened, an attribute Harry noticed and his eyes widened, "Nya, are you alright?"
"Yes I..." she bit her bottom lip, unsure whether it would be a good idea to tell him. Harry was somewhat protective, and always lashed at anybody that crossed her the wrong way, but she needed to speak about it with somebody.
Harry lifted himself a bit, examining the manner her eyes seemed frightened, "You can tell me anything Nya."
Nya sighed, and in a faint whisper, said, "My mom's fiancé has been..."
She did not finish her sentence, searching for the right words. However, it did not stop Harry's eyes from widening in pure shock and hiss, "He's been molesting you!"
"No!" she exclaimed, "Could you keep your voice down?"
"Tell me what's going on," Harry insisted.
Nya sent a hand through her hair, "The night of his boat party, he kissed me."
"You're joking," Harry gasped.
Nya shook her head, "And I didn't exactly say no?"
"Well," Harry raised his eyebrows, "he's hot, isn't he? Then I don't blame you, but I can't believe that happened."
"I don't know whether I should tell my mom."
"You should, but now is too soon."
"But," Nya bit her bottom lip, "I kind of...like him...back."
Harry thought he was going to faint. He had never come across such complicated and shocking drama in his life, and he chuckled, "Holy cow."
"I know, the whole situation is not okay."
"Obviously not," Harry said, "but whatever you two have going on needs to stop. You can't be around him and he shouldn't be around you."
"How am I supposed to stop him from—"
"I'll be your fake boyfriend. If he comes over today, I'll make sure he sees me and we can kiss or something, then if he ask just say I'm your boyfriend."
Nya laughed, "I haven't kissed you ever since we dated years ago."
"I know, let's not talk about those times," he harmonized with her laughter, "but this is going to work. He'll leave you alone."
It seemed to calm her down, since she let a long exhale and Harry wrapped an arm around her shoulders as comfort, "I know you liked it but the best way to fix this is just to avoid him." They heard the front door open, and footsteps resounded the house. Nya suddenly appeared frightened, and Harry tightened his grip around her, "Relax Nya, it'll be fine."
"I hope so," she said quietly.
They heard Mell and Luke ascend the stairs and head for her bedroom, and before their bedroom door closed, Nya cursed when she heard her mother say, "Luke, go say hi to Nya."
"Alright, I'll be back in a second," she heard Luke's voice, and immediately afterwards, Harry slammed his lips on Nya.
Nya was first shocked, but when she noticed that it was merely for show, since there was no tongue or any form of action, she placed her arms around his shoulders and they both waited.
Luke opened the door soon after, and both faked as if they were shocked, Harry jumping from the bed and Nya doing the same.
"Oh," Luke's exhaled a sharp breath, raising his eyebrows in shock. "I didn't expect this."
"Luke," Harry noticed the tremors shaking Nya's fingers as she courageously stood from the bed and advanced towards Luke, "sorry, is there anything you needed?"
The look in Luke's eyes made Harry shudder; it was venomous, filled with a peculiar rage that seemed to be paralyzing him the longer he stared. However, Luke forced a smile, his eyes squinting and he said, "I just wanted to say hi since I was here. I wasn't aware you had guests— is your mother aware of this? Of him?"
They both hadn't thought about Mell's reaction, and Nya glanced towards Harry who uneasily shrugged his shoulders.
Luke smirked, "From the expressions on your faces, I can guess she doesn't know you are...dating."
"You shouldn't tell her," Harry smiled, ushering quietly as Nya frantically nodded her head, keeping her eyes locked on Harry's since from staring into Luke's, she could feel her legs begin to weaken.
However, Luke chuckled, shaking his head after a wink, said, "I do what I want." Then, he tilted his head to the side, "Nice seeing you Nya. Nice to meet you, Harry," and he closed the door. They heard his footsteps head for Mell's bedroom, and that was the only time Nya saw him for the rest of the night.
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