Chasing Harper

She couldn't though; it felt like she couldn't do anything anymore, but work, school, and breathing. That's all she could handle right now. It happened again, another nightmare, it always started off the same; her and Liam in a compromising position and ending with her watching him and Aimee make a fool of her.

Sitting up in bed, she leaned over and grabbed her wooden cigar box; a present Sofia had gotten her last year when she went to Paris. Taking a perfectly rolled joint and lighting it, she took two hard tokes of the high grade.

These nightmares had to stop, she couldn't stomach them anymore, they were literally making her nauseous. Giving her joint another two hard hits she laid it in the ashtray and relaxed her head in her pillow, hoping the marijuana would start to take its course, she didn't want to feel.

"Tonight, we are young, so let's set the world on fire we can burn brighter than sun."

Harper looked at her screen again, and sighed, she knew that Sofia meant well but, she really couldn't go out. What if she ran into Liam?

BANG BANG BANG!

"Open this door Delaney!" yelled Sofia.

"Go away Sof!" groaned Harper.

"I can't, I love you too much," said Sofia as she strolled into the room in black mini dress and nude Louboutin pumps.

"This can't possibly be good," thought Harper.

"You know, that key is for emergencies only Sof.

"Oh don't Sof me woman! This is an emergency, my best friend has been hiding out for the past 3 weeks and it's really not appreciated."

Plopping down on the bed and sniffing, a smile spread across Sofia's face.

"Is that Kush I smell?" she smiled.

"You already knew that Sofia."

"Share the wealth sister!"

Handing her the joint, Rae sat back and prepared herself for the lashing that Sofia was about to give.

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A joint, two bowls later, an argument, and a bit of persuasion, the girls giggled as they strolled into Claw . Sofia was able to convince Harper out of bed and into a fitted black leather skirt that stopped mid thigh, a dressy cut graphic t-shirt that had a picture of Tupac gracing the front of it, and pair of black two strap Gucci pumps. Slipping on her gold watch and big gold hoops, she put on some light makeup and red lipstick. She shook out her long loose curls and allowed her best friend to drag her to another club. This one called Claw , apparently, and she wasn't one bit excited. At least she knew the bartender Gigi, so Sofia wouldn't be the only familiar face. Sofia figured since they hadn't been out since Infamous a few weeks ago, she'd continue dragging her best friend anywhere she could until, Operation: Forget Shitty Professor Douchebagwas complete. So, dancing their way through the crowded room to the bar, they were way too stoned to care about anything else.

"Oh shit, that's my song!" yelled Sofia.

She threw her hand up in the air, closed her eyes and swayed to the beat. Rae laughed and joined in with her. She loved her best friend.

Sofia was the best friend she ever had. She was more than a bestie; she was her sister. They had been best friends since kindergarten, Sofia's mom had passed away in 6th grade and they moved to New York for a few years. She came back in 9th grade and they picked up where they left off. They faced the bullies and drama queens of high school together. When Harper still had baby fat and dimples, and Sofia was awkwardly beautiful. Sofia was always there; no matter the situation, Harper knew Sofia would always pick her up when she would fall.

Looking at her gorgeous friend she couldn't help but admire her looks, although Sofia used to be self-conscious about her slim figure, she used it to her advantage and became a model for Ford Modeling Agency.

At 5'9, she had glorious sun kissed skin and freckles for days, that danced on her face and shoulders, while bouncy dark red curls topped her head, making people want to pull one and say, "BOING!"

The poor California boys didn't stand a chance when they looked in her smoldering blue eyes, although some of the girls did.

What most people didn't know though was that Sofia was actually really humble and an awesome friend, not some crazy bitchy model, and Harper loved her for that.

"Alright lady parts, let's keep it moving!" shouted Sofia as she slinked her arm through Harper's and pushed forward till they stood at the bar.

"Gigi!" yelled Sofia as she signaled for the bartender to come her way.

Batting her eyelashes and checking her breath, Sofia pouted her mouth and waited for Gigi to make her way to them.

"Cut it out Sof, you know Gigi thinks you're hot no matter what," said Harper.

Sofia relaxed her face and looked at Harper, "Its not my fault Harp, I'm just crazy for her, ya know."

"If you'd open your eyes, you'd see that she wants you just as much tard."

Although Harper couldn't really blame her, no, she wasn't into girls, but that didn't make Gigi any less attractive. She had that rock and roll look to her; with a dancer's build, she had long dark hair, a piercing gracing her full bottom lip, tattooed sleeves going up and down her arms, and grey eyes that you could get lost in, yeah Sofia had it almost as bad as Harper.

Sofia looked down the bar, she could Gigi trying to make her way to them, "Nah, she just wants to be friends, I can tell dude."

"Oh, Sofia," sighed Harper.

"What's up ladies?" asked Gigi, putting on a smile.

Harper rolled her eyes and gave Gigi a friendly nod and wave, "Hey Gi," she leaned across the bar and grabbed some cherries.

"Sof, bathroom break, be right back!"

Sofia mumbled something unintelligible as she made goo-goo eyes for Gigi.

"Yep, a long night indeed," thought Harper as she made her way towards the restrooms, popping the cherries in her mouth.

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Levi really didn't want to be here, clubs just weren't his thing, and although his boys were excited about the newly anticipated trip to Claw, he could care less. Now, don't get him wrong he enjoyed a good night out with the guys, but tonight he just wasn't in the mood. Leaning up against the wall he checked out the scenery, it was the same shit.

Drunken girls fawning over horny guys, he needed a break; Levi headed to the restrooms, thinking that maybe he could stay in there long enough to convince his boys to let him dip out early.

Levi leaned against the wall as he watched the people in line, the girl's bathroom line was longer than the guys but not by much, luckily both lines were moving at a good pace.

He stood back and did his favorite pastime; people watching. He ran through the girl's line, most of the girl's were dressed the same, or should he sayunderdressed the same. They were cute enough he supposed. They had no original style though, they looked like they had rated the party dress section at Forever 21.

Stopping at the last girl in line, Levi made a slow perusal of her body. She was bigger than the other girls in line, but that wasn't a bad thing, most of the girls in line were shaped they same, no ass, no thighs, huge fake tits, fake tans, and bad dye jobs.

Oh, but not Ms.Caramel, she was thickly shaped but still seemed athletic, the black leather skirt looked so sexy on her thick frame, her dressy T-shirt accentuated her small waist and large breast. Her long black curls were wavy and flawless. Like someone had blown the wind in her hair before she walked up. Then, she turned and looked at her phone screen, Levi saw her face for a split second, however he saw enough to know that she was gorgeous.

"Well maybe Claw wasn't such a bad idea after all," he thought silently.

He could hear his friend's snide remarks,"Levi always trying to steal the sisters!"

He'd shake his head and hide his grin because he knew it was true. He did have a thing for skin tones. Not the ethnicity of the girl per se but simply put her skin color. He loved the contrast of a darker skinned toned girl compared to his pale white skin, dark eyes to his light grey ones. He just couldn't get enough.

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Harper had no idea why the guy across from her in the restroom line was staring so hard. Don't get her wrong, she didn't mind one bit. He was hot. She just didn't get why he was staring so hard.

He was really tall; at least 6'5. His hair was dark, and shaved close to his scalp, boy was she a sucker for a sexy man with a shaved head. His eyes were mesmerizing; the lightest blue she'd ever seen. Or maybe they weren't blue at all. His thick pale pink lips and pale skin made Rae stand up straight. The way his dark gray v-neck fit, She could tell that he obviously worked out. A lot. At first she had the mind to catch an attitude, she wasn't in the mood to dodge any attention from the opposite sex tonight, but then she realized that the Kush was still working its magic, so her anger turned into curiosity, which led to the next words that fell from her lips.

"You know, you could always say something, rather than staring," she smiled.

Levi laughed, "Sorry, I didn't mean to be a creeper."

"Its okay, no harm no foul, I'm Harper," she smiled as she put her hand out for a shake.

"Levi," he said as he shook her hand, gosh she had such soft skin he noticed.

A current traveled through his arm making him look up. Evidently, Harper felt the same spark because she had the same glassy look in her eyes. For the second time that night he wondered if the guys were right, Claw would make for an exceptional night.

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Looking in the club restroom mirror, Liam couldn't help but groan in disgust. He let Aimee drag him out of the house to meet some new clients at a new club they were interested investing in, Claw. He had started drinking before the Uber had gotten to his house, letting Aimee know that he didn't need a ride and he wouldn't be driving his Audi. He had a pretty good buzz going, albeit he had a hard time understanding anything the Russian clients had to say.

It didn't matter though, no matter how drunk he got, he still saw her. It was bull, he couldn't stop thinking about her, and it had gotten so bad that he was starting to see her everywhere. In his dreams, in the park, the grocery store.

Anywhere he saw a dark haired, light skinned black girl he thought it was her. He even thought he had seen her in the club tonight, but when he turned around to make sure, the girl was gone. It wouldn't be so bad if she would just agree to see him, talk to him at least. She had dropped his class and blocked his number, he didn't leave his key like she asked but it didn't matter because when he went to check last week, she had changed all of the locks.

If she would just see him, his mind wouldn't wander then. He had been going mad not knowing what she was doing, or thinking or where she was even at. It drove him crazy to think; maybe she was seeing someone.

That's what hurt the worst; when he thought about it, the fact that she could be letting someone have all of her and it not be him. He knew it was his fault, but damn, it still hurt to know that he could never get her back.

Splashing some water on his face, and drying it with a paper towel, he tried to get himself under control. He had to get out of this club and go see Harper; he needed her to hear him out.

Walking out of the bathroom Liam stopped dead in his tracks, there was Harper; his Harper. Standing closely and speaking with some guy; shit had just gotten real.

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Harper smiled at what Levi had just said, he was funny. Hilarious, actually. He was looking better and better by the moment. No, she didn't want to jump his bones but she didn't really care to jump anyone's bones lately, he was different though, she just knew it. He actually looked at her face the entire time they chatted in line waiting for the bathroom, that within itself was impressive in her book.

He seemed like a cool guy, and uncomplicated, that's all she wanted lately, something that didn't make her focus on the pain.

"Harper?" asked Liam.

Realizing Levi's lips weren't moving, she turned to see who was calling her name. Boy, did she regret it; there stood Liam in all of his beautiful angry glory, staring at her as if she betrayed him. Stepping back quickly from Levi, she grimaced a smile at him and quickly she jetted for the door, only to find Sean hot on her heels.

She could hear him calling her name as she began to run out of the club. She knew this would happen, she decided to get out of the house again and low and behold who does she run into of all people? Her ex-Professor boyfriend, that no one is supposed to know she ever dated.

"Fuck," she grumbled as she bypassed the club goers, finally making it out of the door.

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Looking back she couldn't see where Liam was so she figured she had lost him.

"FUCK FUCK FUCKKK!!" chanted Harper as she walked down the strip.

Why? Why did this have to happen now, for just an instant she remembered what it was really like to smile again. Gosh, she felt like a bitch for running out on Levi, not that she owed him anything, but it was still rude nonetheless.

Why did Liam have to ruin that? Texting Sofia that she got sick and went home she walked down the alleyway on the side of some bar to take a breather before she called an Uber to go home.

Sitting down on a crate and opening her clutch she pulled out her one hitter and sighed. She really needed to stop smoking; she was starting to feel like a pot head. Before it was every once and while, but now it was starting to become a habit, but it was the only thing that made her feel something other than pain, and right now she couldn't get a hold on herself. It felt like her heart was beating against her rib cage, trying to get out and find Liam's ass.

Taking a hard hit from the one hitter she leaned her head against the wall, praying that this ache would go away.

"So, you've moved on I see," stated Liam with an edge in his voice as he relaxed his body against the wall.

Harper slightly jumped, then relaxed.

"So, what if I did?" stated Harper with an equal edge.

"What the fuck do you mean so what if you did?" growled Liam.

Taking another two hard hits and putting her one hitter in her clutch. Harper stood up and leaned against the wall. Calmly, she looked at him and saw the twisted pain in his face as she blew out the smoke in his direction.

"Just like I said Liam, so what if I did? The moment you cheated you no longer had a say so in anything I do, so move the fuck around," she said heatedly.

Moving closer until there wasn't any space between them, Liam breathed in Harper's scent making her breath hitch and heart rate quicken.

"If you think for one second I was going to let you leave with that motherfucker, then you must have forgotten who I am."

He menacingly whispered in her ear as he kissed her cheek. Harper knew that although Liam would never harm her, he was always jealous. This not being the first time she experienced a jealous episode of his, no, he'd never psychically harm her, but could still be possessive and overbearing.

"Get off of me!" shoved Harper.

Grabbing her wrists, he pinned them to her sides.

"Not until you hear me out, now I'm going to take you home and we're going to talk okay?"

"Go fuck yourself," whispered Harper.

"Wrong answer baby," said Liam as he quickly lifted the side of her tight skirt.

He needed to feel her, he had missed her so much, and she looked absolutely stunning tonight, but he was pissed once he realized that she didn't have any panties on.

"Where the fuck are your panties!?" He growled as he tightly gripped her curvy hip.

"Hmm, I don't know.." Harper said nonchalantly.

She refused to feed into his animalistic bullshit. She hated what he was doing to her, what she hated even more was the fact that she was getting wet from all of his aggression and possesiveness.

"Oh, so you don't know huh?" pondered Liam, as he looked up towards the night sky.

"Well, tell me if you know this," he said as he plunged two fingers into her tightness, she moaned and bit his shoulder.

"Ohh fuck!" moaned Harper as Liam made her eyes roll back.

"Mmm...I see my little girl is all wet for me," grinned Liam.

"Ughh fuck stop it Professor Hunters," moaned Rae as her senses started to heighten.

"Damn him for being so skilled," she cursed in her head.

Walking her further back into the alley, Sean quickly unbuckled and dropped his pants.

"Unless were in class, don't ever call me Professor Hunters again, I don't play that shit with you," he said menacingly, as he licked the outer shell of her ear.

Harper noisily moaned, fuck he knew all of her spots.

"Wrap your legs around me."

"Go to hell," stated Harper as she tried to pull her dress down.

"Wrong answer again love," said Liam as he pushed her against the wall and picked her up.

Entering her in one hard push and knocking the wind out of her, Liam fucked her like a madman on a mission.

"Fuck fuck fuck, ughh I hate you so much," Harper moaned, as she bounced on his dick, she could tell she was about to come. It had been too long, and he made her so weak.

"I love you too baby," said Liam as he gripped her legs and fucked the shit out of her.

Harper slightly moved her head back; Liam took this as an opportunity to kiss her. Harper quickly tucked her lips in, she wouldn't make this easy on him. Licking and biting at her mouth, Liam growled. "Open your fucking mouth Harper, let me in." She frantically shook her head no, until she felt him move, change his angle and began nudging her G-Spot. Finally, her mouth tumbled open as she whimpered against him. Liam took this opportunity and kissed her deeply and open mouthed. Tasting like her signature peppermint, he could tell she was about to come as he moved down and began to suck her neck. Harper could feel her orgasm start to trigger as Liam sucked her neck pulling blood to the surface under the skin, damn he was marking her again. She silently cursed, she loved it so much, but hated herself for it.

Why couldn't she forget him? Why did she always allow him to get the best of her and fuck her in any and which way? These questions raced through Harper's head as she whimpered in bliss and let Liam empty himself inside of her.

"Mmm... fuck babygirl, you make daddy so fucking hard," grunted Sean as he finished.

"Fuck, that was quick, I want more,"thought Liam.

Laying his forehead against hers' he kissed her softly and gently placed her down. Bending down and grabbing his silk handkerchief out of his back pocket he slightly pushed her legs apart and cleaned her gently of their juices, he could hear her wince, he felt bad but secretly he was glad he did it; she needed to know who she belonged too. If she couldn't realize it, he would just have to show her. She'd get the picture eventually.

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Harper felt like a toddler that had an accident at school as he cleaned her. He pulled her leather skirt down over her hips, stood up, quickly wiped his shaft and buckled his pants. Harper turned her head to the side as a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Don't cry baby," said Liam as he surrounded her, placing an arm on either side of her head.

"Just leave me alone please, I just I want to forget you."

That broke Liam's heart, he loved her so much, and all she wanted to do was get over him.

"Please, just stop okay, don't call or text me, can't you see how much it hurts? I just can't be around you anymore," said Harper.