Nightingale

twenty-four

Hey... how y'all doing?

"Harry stop moving I need to clean this out." I groan as I try to clean Harry's small wound from when the bullet grazed his shoulder yesterday.

He is sitting on the toilet in his briefs refusing to let me even touch it. Just because it's not lethal doesn't mean it doesn't need to be taken care of properly. Honestly he might need stitches to close it up because I don't think a bandage will suffice.

"Carolina it's not that bad I've had worse. Just leave it be." Harry states as he grabs my wrist to prevent me from touching his wound with the peroxide covered cotton pad in between my fingers.

"Do I look like I care if it's not bad? If you don't clean it it's going to get infected dumbass."

"I cleaned it yesterday when we got back. It's fine."

I roll my eyes at him and throw the cotton pad in the bathroom garbage. Standing in between his legs I cross my arms and give him a pissed off glare.

"You know you are cute when you pout." Harry flashes me a small smirk while sliding his hands up my bare thighs and resting them under my sweater on my hips.

"And you're annoying. I'm outta here, Liam made coffee and I bet he wouldn't be a little bitch about me cleaning something." I sass then remove his hands from my hips and walk out of the bathroom.

"I'm not being a little bitch about it." Harry retorts. I pull some shorts up my legs then head to the door.

"You know that's something a little bitch would say." I shrug then head downstairs.

I walk into the kitchen and pour myself a cup of coffee and grab some creamer out of the fridge. Harry strides in not long after and I take a seat next to Liam at the island.

"Why does he look like someone killed a puppy?" Liam asks as Harry takes a long sip of the cup of coffee he just poured.

"Oh he's just mad cause I called me out on acting like a little bitch." I bite my lower lips to stifle a laugh because of the death glare Harry is shooting me.

Liam bursts out in laughter and throws his head back.

"He is kinda a whiny little bitch isn't he." Liam breathes out while catching his breath from laughing so hard.

"Both of you fuck off." Harry strenly says then walks out of the kitchen. Liam and I both look at each other before bursting out in a roaring laughter again.

I haven't really talked to Liam minus yesterday in my room but I have a feeling he and I are going to get along very well. He is the complete opposite of Harry. Harry is all serious and brooding but Liam has humor. I mean Yesterday he was serious when he needed to be but now he is just having a laugh with me.

"So how was your first night in the bachelor pad?" Liam asks after our laughter has died down.

"Very tame. Bitch boy and I ate food and then went to bed. Is it seriously just you and Harry here?"

"For the most part yeah. There are two other lads that circle in every now and again. You'll actually see them today." Liam states then grabs both of our empty cups and rinses them out.

"Do they work with you and Harry?"

"Yeah Louis does east coast hits and Niall bounces around but Harry called all hands on deck."

"Because of the contract on me?" I thought it was just one person trying to kill me. Surely Liam and Harry can handle that.

"Yeah it never hurts to have some extra man power."