Bereft (h.s)

16. Whats his name?

this is just a small filler chapter! so i'm sorry it's so short but new chapter will be up tomorrow'

Chapter 16

Alycia's Pov.

"Can I ask you something?" Harry spoke up as I laid my head on his chest as we laid in my bed. "Yeah." I answered and traced my fingers over the tattoos on his bare torso.

We haven't done anything since earlier but he always sleeps in just his boxers so i'm used to
him being shirtless. He was gonna leave and go home, because he didn't really know if he should stay but I asked him to. I'm being ballsy. Too ballsy probably and I need to slow down. We both do.

Harry and I aren't together. Yeah we might be...messing around or whatever but nothing more.

"Does he still harass you? With messages and calls?" He asked as he rubbed my back under my shirt.

I feel my heartbeat rise at his question. I don't like talking about this. I don't wanna lie to him but I mean, I can't say he does. What will Harry do then?

"No." I answered simply and he sighed. "I don't understand why you keep lying to me about him. I know he does." He said calmly and I shook my head against his chest. "He doesn't Harry. The flowers were a random, weird gesture."

His hands went to my hair as he started playing with it. I love having my hair played with so I instantly felt calmer at the touch.

"Why do you think he sent them?" He asked which earned a shrug from me.

I guess I can be a little honest with him.

I sat up on my elbows and looked at him before speaking.

"If i'm being honest, I think he knows I hang out with you. Sometimes. And I think he knew you'd be there and see me getting them. He's crazy jealous. Which is why I don't ever see anyone and when I do, I keep it private. Which is also why I feel like this is a bad idea." "Stop Alycia." He interrupted. "This is not a bad idea and you know that. Don't let him dictate everything you do. You don't strike me as the kind to let someone do that so I can only assume he's capable of something that scares you." He said as his eyes bored into mine.

"I don't let him dictate everything I do Harry. He's just crazy. It-" "In what way Alycia? Explain it to me. Please. I want to understand because I don't want you to be in any danger." He interrupted and I sat up now and laughed to calm the seriousness of the conversation we've escalated into.

"Okay, for staters, there's no danger." I lied but continued anyways. "I want nothing more to never see him again. He'll let go, eventually. I just don't want him to like, I don't know, do some crazy shit to you." "What, but it's okay if he does it to you?" He asked with furrowed brows as he sat up too.

Fuck, this is going greatttt.

"No. He doesn't. Fuck Harry, this is just not a conversation I want to have. Okay? We all have a crazy ex amiright?" I asked as I forced a small laugh.

"Not one that i'm pretty sure hides around your apartment and leaves threatening notes on your car door. Not to mention his watch I found that morning." He said as he stared into my eyes.

Wait, he knew? How the fuck did he know that watch was Dylan's?

"Yeah, I figured it out. The initials on the watch said started with a D. Conveniently, so did your lovely flower card." He said sarcastically and I rolled my eyes.

"Drop it Harry." "What's his name?" He asked, completely ignoring what I just said. "Don't make me say what I said last time Harry...so
drop it. He's in the past."

He sighed and looked towards the window with a clenched jaw.

He slowly wrapped his arms around my waist to pull me into him before he laid us back down.

"If he's in the past, then don't say this is a bad idea." He kissed the top of my head and pushed me to snuggle into his warm body even more.

"Get some rest baby. I'll see you in the morning." He whispered and I rested my body into his. He started softly humming a sound I hadn't heard before. Maybe a new song? Whatever it was, it sounded angelic and I fell asleep to his soft hums.

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