When you found me | H.C

Chapter 7

So! Before I start a apparently have a little writers block 🚫.  So I apologise beforehand for the short and maybe not so good chapter!
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As I layed in bed I felt a hand stroking my cheek and another hand laying on my waist.
I panicked and grabbed the hand on my cheek twisting it a bit and jumped up from bed breathing heavy.
I held my hands up ready to fight off any man who tried to get close to me.
King jumped to my side, huddling up against my legs.

Henry sits up in bed and holding up his hands, showing me his palms.
"Hey, hey. Its me, it's me, Henry." Henry says while pleading me with his eyes.

A heavy breath left my lungs as I started to realise that it wasn't him, my memories were haunting me.
"Are you okay love?" Henry asked worried. His eyes looked at me pleading as his hand trying to reach out to me.

My chest still going up and down fast from my breathing, I'm trying to calm down and make my brain realise that it's Henry, not him.
I crawled back into bed and Henry carefully put his arms around me as I cuddled into his chest.
"Darling?" I heard him whisper into my hair while his hand slowly caressing my back.
"Mm?"
"Are you alright? What happened?" He whispered.
"I'm okay, just bad memories coming back" I murmured into his chest as I tried concentrating on my breathing.

His grip on me tightened as he kissed my forehead.
"I'm sorry.." he whispered.
"No, you have nothing to be sorry for." I said while looking up to him.
I didn't want to hurt him.
Especially with my past.

He was about to say something but I didn't let him, I kissed him with a deep and passion, then I got up and walked to my bathroom.
I saw in the corner of my eye that Henry looked puzzled.

I jumped in the shower and just tried to breath.
It's been a while since I had a reaction like that. Not like I've had men over but it's been a few times when someone has startled me that I've reacted in self-defence.

I heard Henry coming in to the bathroom, he was just on the other side of the shower door, just looking at me.

- Henry's pov -

She had utter terror in her eyes when she jumped out of bed, fists up ready to defend her self.
As she walked into the bathroom I kept debating if I should check up on her.
She had told me that she was okay but how could she be? With years of abuse and nearly getting killed by someone who claimed to love her.
Of course she wasn't okay but I didn't want to pressure her either..

I walked into the bathroom and watched her in the shower. She knew I was there but didn't acknowledge my present.

"I was thinking that I could make some breakfast, any suggestions?"
I asked hoping she would talk to me.
"Henry.. " she said as she held out her hand to me.
I took her hand and walked in the shower. As she pulled me in with her under the water she put her arms around my neck and her forehead to mine. A sigh left her lips as she still had her eyes closed.
"Thank you.." she said still not looking at me.
"For what darling?"
"For holding me, for being this amazing and patient man with a heart of gold." She lifted her face and looked into my eyes. I could feel myself drowning in her clear blue gaze. I leaned down to kiss her as she got up on her toes to deepen the kiss. I held her tight in my arms, feeling my breath getting heavier.
Just as hers.
Our hands began to travel our bodies and my lust felt like it was going to explode.
I picked her up and she quickly wrapped her legs around my waist.
I walked out of the shower, never breaking our kiss and placed her on the counter.

This was different. This wasn't just sex and lust, this was a need to be close for her.
Our bodies was working in sync as we touched each other.
Water still dripping from our bodies, I lean down and catch one of her nipples in my mouth. She moans a sweet and quiet moan as one of her hands are tugging my hair and the other on my neck.