It was Harry's turn to sigh and he moved his hand from Draco's shoulder.
"I guess I should explain myself. Well get ready for the sob story of the
century."
Harry's eyes glazed over with the memories of what had happened that summer. Memories he had tried his hardest to forget.
*Flashback*
Harry made his way to the store for his aunt and uncle. This had become retune for him. Every Saturday evening he would walk downtown and buy the large sum of food his aunt and uncle, not really giving him a choice, asked him to buy. He would take the bus back a block from Privet Drive, unable to carry all the groceries he had to buy. Today though, was different. On his way out of the store a boy, around Harry's age walked up to him. Holding out his hand he said "Hey, I'm Josh. I noticed you could use some help. I saw you last week, you took the bus. I could drive you?"
With some effort, because of all the bags he was carrying, Harry shook his hand, "Hi, I'm Harry. That would be great, thanks."
"Here, let me get some of these." Josh reached out and took most of the bags from Harry. He followed Josh to his Dodge Viper. Harry didn't know much about cars, but this one looked expensive. As they loaded his stuff into the car Harry noticed the muscle Josh had. Faded jeans rested right on his hips. His short sleeve shirt barely covered his stomach and was very tight. Light brown hair fell in curls around his face. He had an easy smile constantly planted on his face. Harry couldn't help but think this guy was beautiful. Josh jogged around the car and opened the door for Harry. "Thanks," Harry said blushing and he closed the door for him too. The car started and Josh drove away fast. He rested his arm behind Harry's head rest. "So, Harry, want to do something before you go home?"
"Sure." Harry said, getting nervous. Josh smiled sweetly at him.
"Don't worry, I'm not kidnapping you. Hell you're hot but I would never do that. It's Saturday night and I don't have plans. Want to go to the park?" Harry blushed harder at this comment and just nodded his head. They pulled into a small parking lot. Josh got out and again opened the door for Harry. To say the least, Harry was flattered... and falling for this guy. Quick. It was getting close to six' o'clock and no one was in the park. The sun was just setting behind the trees, sky turning a light shade of red. Josh led Harry to the swings and sat down on one, motioning for Harry to sit on the other. They both swung slightly and were quiet until Josh said, "So Harry, have a girlfriend?"
"Um, no." Harry replied, getting more nervous. He never much liked talking about being gay.
Josh smiled again, saying softly, "A boyfriend then?"
Harry's head snapped up from looking at his feet and he looked Josh in the eyes. "No. Why do you ask?"
"Would you be mine? I mean I know we just met and everything but I've seen you around and would really like to get to know you and all."
"O, wow." Was all Harry could get out. Josh stood up and reached out his hand. Harry took it and stood up. He walked Harry to a picnic table near by and sat down next to him, rather close. He let go of Harry's hand but looked at him. "You don't have to tell me now, but would you consider it?" Josh asked.
"Of course." Harry said. They talked for a while about their favorite things and when it seemed like they had run out of things to say Josh asked again, "Harry will you go out with me?"
Harry turned and looked Josh in the eye, "Yes." Josh smiled so big, his whole face seemed to light up. He took Harry's hand again and kissed him on the cheek, but this time he didn't let go. He got up and led Harry back to his car.
"Maybe I should take you home, your aunt and uncle might worry about you." Harry snorted but didn't say anything. Josh looked at him funny but Harry just shook his head. Harry hadn't explained to him that his aunt and uncle didn't care, only that they only let him out of the house for these trips. They got into the car and this time Josh drove slower. He held Harry's hand the whole way, Harry told him the long way home. When they were a block from his house Josh stopped the car. He looked sweetly at Harry and asked, "Can I kiss you?"
Harry nodded slowly. Josh leaned over and cupped Harry's face with his hand. He brought their faces closer. The first kiss was short but meaningful. He pulled back and looked Harry in the eye, as if asking if he could kiss him again. He did but this time it was not as short. Harry, not having much experience with kissing caught on slowly. Before he knew it he felt Josh's tongue on his lower lip and pulled back. "Sorry," he whispered looking down.
Josh lifted his chin so Harry was forced to look at him, "It's ok, Harry. Just tell when you want to stop. I got carried away. I'm sorry." Harry smiled and finding courage put his lips to Joshes once more. It was quick as the first one but Harry felt it meant more, seeing as he was the one who did it. Josh started the car again and drove the block to Harry's house. His kissed his cheek once more and helped Harry out of the car. "See you next Saturday?"
"Sure thing," Harry said as he walked into his house, hands full of groceries. He entered his house to find a very pissed off Uncle and a very purple Aunt. "Who the hell was that boy? Where have you been, were hungry! Never make us wait again! Go to your room!" His uncle shouted at him. That was the night Harry stated bruising.
In the Saturday's to follow Harry would have Josh drop him off at the corner the bus did. Harry had told him about his uncle and Josh insisted Harry should tell someone but he refused. Josh told Harry he didn't have to, but he should.
One night Harry heard a tapping on his window. He looked out to see Josh standing under his window with a bouquet of red roses. He motioned for Harry to come down. Harry rushed to find something to wear, with little luck. He decided he didn't care and crept downstairs to Josh in his pajamas. One outside Josh gave him the roses, a long kiss, and pulled him toward the car. He had parked down the street so no one would see him. Once inside the car he laughed at Harry, "Great outfit!"
Harry crossed his arms and pouted, "I couldn't find anything ok?" Josh looked at him and only laughed harder. He gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and kept driving. "Where are we going?" Harry asked, breaking the silence.
"To my house. You don't mind do you? I'll get you back before anyone knows you're gone. I thought we could watch some movies. I wanted to get you out of that house."
"Thanks," Harry said grinning. Josh was so sweet.
Once they got to Joshes room they watched Pirated of the Caribbean. Harry loved that movie. He sat between Joshes legs with Joshes arms wrapped around him. He felt like he couldn't be happier. Josh leaned forward and whispered in Harry's ear, "I love you, Harry." He kissed Harry's jaw lightly until he reached his mouth. Harry turned to allow him better access. They kissed for awhile soon finding themselves lying fully on the bed, Josh on top of Harry. He slowly lifted Harry's shirt and began to kiss up Harry's stomach. (A/n He didn't have the scar yet.) When he reached Harry's neck he pulled the shirt the rest of the way off. They both ended up in just boxers. Josh put his forearms on either side of Harry so he could stare hard into Harry's eyes, asking permission for what he wanted to do. Harry smiled. The boxers didn't stay on for long.
Harry was laying in Joshes arms, warm, sweaty, and happy. It was rounding on 5'o'clock and they silently decided it was time for Harry to go home.
Harry didn't sleep once he got home, he kept thinking of Josh. The next Saturday Harry waited almost an hour for Josh to pick him up; he had never been late before. Harry walked to the bus station. For the rest of the summer, he took the bus home. Harry knew he had been used; he threw away the red roses he had dried. *End flashback*
By the end of his story Draco and Harry had switched places. Harry was now the one sobbing into Draco's arms, holding him tightly. His firsts were clenched by Draco's neck and he blubbered into Draco's shirt, "I really thought he loved me, I'm so stupid. Why did I trust him, why?" Draco thought if he ever me this guy he was going to hurt him, for hurting Harry.
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Harry's eyes glazed over with the memories of what had happened that summer. Memories he had tried his hardest to forget.
*Flashback*
Harry made his way to the store for his aunt and uncle. This had become retune for him. Every Saturday evening he would walk downtown and buy the large sum of food his aunt and uncle, not really giving him a choice, asked him to buy. He would take the bus back a block from Privet Drive, unable to carry all the groceries he had to buy. Today though, was different. On his way out of the store a boy, around Harry's age walked up to him. Holding out his hand he said "Hey, I'm Josh. I noticed you could use some help. I saw you last week, you took the bus. I could drive you?"
With some effort, because of all the bags he was carrying, Harry shook his hand, "Hi, I'm Harry. That would be great, thanks."
"Here, let me get some of these." Josh reached out and took most of the bags from Harry. He followed Josh to his Dodge Viper. Harry didn't know much about cars, but this one looked expensive. As they loaded his stuff into the car Harry noticed the muscle Josh had. Faded jeans rested right on his hips. His short sleeve shirt barely covered his stomach and was very tight. Light brown hair fell in curls around his face. He had an easy smile constantly planted on his face. Harry couldn't help but think this guy was beautiful. Josh jogged around the car and opened the door for Harry. "Thanks," Harry said blushing and he closed the door for him too. The car started and Josh drove away fast. He rested his arm behind Harry's head rest. "So, Harry, want to do something before you go home?"
"Sure." Harry said, getting nervous. Josh smiled sweetly at him.
"Don't worry, I'm not kidnapping you. Hell you're hot but I would never do that. It's Saturday night and I don't have plans. Want to go to the park?" Harry blushed harder at this comment and just nodded his head. They pulled into a small parking lot. Josh got out and again opened the door for Harry. To say the least, Harry was flattered... and falling for this guy. Quick. It was getting close to six' o'clock and no one was in the park. The sun was just setting behind the trees, sky turning a light shade of red. Josh led Harry to the swings and sat down on one, motioning for Harry to sit on the other. They both swung slightly and were quiet until Josh said, "So Harry, have a girlfriend?"
"Um, no." Harry replied, getting more nervous. He never much liked talking about being gay.
Josh smiled again, saying softly, "A boyfriend then?"
Harry's head snapped up from looking at his feet and he looked Josh in the eyes. "No. Why do you ask?"
"Would you be mine? I mean I know we just met and everything but I've seen you around and would really like to get to know you and all."
"O, wow." Was all Harry could get out. Josh stood up and reached out his hand. Harry took it and stood up. He walked Harry to a picnic table near by and sat down next to him, rather close. He let go of Harry's hand but looked at him. "You don't have to tell me now, but would you consider it?" Josh asked.
"Of course." Harry said. They talked for a while about their favorite things and when it seemed like they had run out of things to say Josh asked again, "Harry will you go out with me?"
Harry turned and looked Josh in the eye, "Yes." Josh smiled so big, his whole face seemed to light up. He took Harry's hand again and kissed him on the cheek, but this time he didn't let go. He got up and led Harry back to his car.
"Maybe I should take you home, your aunt and uncle might worry about you." Harry snorted but didn't say anything. Josh looked at him funny but Harry just shook his head. Harry hadn't explained to him that his aunt and uncle didn't care, only that they only let him out of the house for these trips. They got into the car and this time Josh drove slower. He held Harry's hand the whole way, Harry told him the long way home. When they were a block from his house Josh stopped the car. He looked sweetly at Harry and asked, "Can I kiss you?"
Harry nodded slowly. Josh leaned over and cupped Harry's face with his hand. He brought their faces closer. The first kiss was short but meaningful. He pulled back and looked Harry in the eye, as if asking if he could kiss him again. He did but this time it was not as short. Harry, not having much experience with kissing caught on slowly. Before he knew it he felt Josh's tongue on his lower lip and pulled back. "Sorry," he whispered looking down.
Josh lifted his chin so Harry was forced to look at him, "It's ok, Harry. Just tell when you want to stop. I got carried away. I'm sorry." Harry smiled and finding courage put his lips to Joshes once more. It was quick as the first one but Harry felt it meant more, seeing as he was the one who did it. Josh started the car again and drove the block to Harry's house. His kissed his cheek once more and helped Harry out of the car. "See you next Saturday?"
"Sure thing," Harry said as he walked into his house, hands full of groceries. He entered his house to find a very pissed off Uncle and a very purple Aunt. "Who the hell was that boy? Where have you been, were hungry! Never make us wait again! Go to your room!" His uncle shouted at him. That was the night Harry stated bruising.
In the Saturday's to follow Harry would have Josh drop him off at the corner the bus did. Harry had told him about his uncle and Josh insisted Harry should tell someone but he refused. Josh told Harry he didn't have to, but he should.
One night Harry heard a tapping on his window. He looked out to see Josh standing under his window with a bouquet of red roses. He motioned for Harry to come down. Harry rushed to find something to wear, with little luck. He decided he didn't care and crept downstairs to Josh in his pajamas. One outside Josh gave him the roses, a long kiss, and pulled him toward the car. He had parked down the street so no one would see him. Once inside the car he laughed at Harry, "Great outfit!"
Harry crossed his arms and pouted, "I couldn't find anything ok?" Josh looked at him and only laughed harder. He gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and kept driving. "Where are we going?" Harry asked, breaking the silence.
"To my house. You don't mind do you? I'll get you back before anyone knows you're gone. I thought we could watch some movies. I wanted to get you out of that house."
"Thanks," Harry said grinning. Josh was so sweet.
Once they got to Joshes room they watched Pirated of the Caribbean. Harry loved that movie. He sat between Joshes legs with Joshes arms wrapped around him. He felt like he couldn't be happier. Josh leaned forward and whispered in Harry's ear, "I love you, Harry." He kissed Harry's jaw lightly until he reached his mouth. Harry turned to allow him better access. They kissed for awhile soon finding themselves lying fully on the bed, Josh on top of Harry. He slowly lifted Harry's shirt and began to kiss up Harry's stomach. (A/n He didn't have the scar yet.) When he reached Harry's neck he pulled the shirt the rest of the way off. They both ended up in just boxers. Josh put his forearms on either side of Harry so he could stare hard into Harry's eyes, asking permission for what he wanted to do. Harry smiled. The boxers didn't stay on for long.
Harry was laying in Joshes arms, warm, sweaty, and happy. It was rounding on 5'o'clock and they silently decided it was time for Harry to go home.
Harry didn't sleep once he got home, he kept thinking of Josh. The next Saturday Harry waited almost an hour for Josh to pick him up; he had never been late before. Harry walked to the bus station. For the rest of the summer, he took the bus home. Harry knew he had been used; he threw away the red roses he had dried. *End flashback*
By the end of his story Draco and Harry had switched places. Harry was now the one sobbing into Draco's arms, holding him tightly. His firsts were clenched by Draco's neck and he blubbered into Draco's shirt, "I really thought he loved me, I'm so stupid. Why did I trust him, why?" Draco thought if he ever me this guy he was going to hurt him, for hurting Harry.
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