The Deadly Seven |H.S|

Chapter 16

A/N: if you havent read chapter 15, go back and do so, this is a double update.

We finished up at the hospital about twenty minutes after we got there, harry spoke to a doctor and we got let straight in, I ended up needed about 14 stitches in my hand and the doctor said it will most likely scar but I didn't mind.

Harry and I didn't talk much more on the way there and even now in the car driving home, we have both been quiet, it wasn't awkward silence though, it was comfortable...but I'd like it if he said something.

I felt his hand reach out and grab my thigh snapping me out of my thoughts and sending goosebumps over my body, how did he have such an effect on me.

"Um, I wanted to know...if you maybe... you wanted to stay at my place tonight, I have some stuff to do in the morning but I wanted to take you somewhere later tomorrow night...that's why I came to the shop, to ask you about it?" Harry anxiously asked me.

He wanted me to sleep at his house.... seriously, I could already feel the nerves brewing in my stomach.

Do I want to stay at his place?

"I also would feel a bit better knowing you were there, after you said some random men came and sliced your hand open today" he mumbled.

Oh my god, his words made my stomach drop, the simple fact that he cared was something I couldn't fathom, why would he care about me?

"Well, I don't have any clothes or anything..."

"You can wear mine to bed, it's only fair after the night I was at yours" he winked at me making me chuckle "And I'll leave my car so you can drive it to your place and get something to wear for the day" he explained.

The fact that he was saying those things made it obvious he really wanted me to stay and that he had thought about it himself, I did want to stay there, but the thought it made me nervous, this was a weird middle ground thing at the moment and things like this made me scared I was going to get hurt again.

"I'll stay" I quickly blurted out before I let myself overthink it.

Harry glanced at me nodding and I could see he was trying to hide a smile, it was adorable.

We drove for another twenty minutes and harry kept his hand on my thigh and my stomach would flip every time he squeezed it while we were talking.

We were at his apartment now and it was safe to say that based of the building....he did a lot better for himself than I did, he parked the car and was walking us inside and I was feeling a little nervous. Harry lived in was a huge Highrise and had security out the front... well I guessed they were security, they both had leather jackets and looked pretty scary and gave harry a welcoming nod on the walk-in so, I just assumed.

We walked through the lobby that was very modern and sleek, we stopped at the elevator and harry pushed the button, he wrapped his arm around my waist making me look up at him "Don't be nervous...please"

Once again, he was reading my mind.

"M'sorry" I crossed my head.

"Don't be, just calm down, I just want you to stay here...not for sex" he smirked using my words from the night I invited him to my apartment.

I rolled my eyes as we stepped into the elevator and harry pressed his floor and it started to move. You know you hear people talk about the sexual tension in elevators...but fuck, I didn't think it was a real thing, we were both standing quiet and the fact we were both stuck in this confined place was making my heart race, I didn't expect it.