~Previously on Addicted~
"You haven't eaten anything yesterday and now its almost noon and you still haven't eaten"
                              I feel like killing myself, and just get all the pain that I'm feeling right now over with.
                              "No Rose. Please don't do anything that you will regret later."
                              "I will get rid of Shadow."
                              "So you have a gang? What's next? You continue smoking weed and getting drunk?"
                              His body is pressed against mine, sending shivers all over my body.
                              "I've been wanting to do this for a long time."
                              "Can you please give me another chance?"
                              "I need you to get the gang back together. I also need enough bombs, snipers, and throwing knives for all of us."
                              "We have a killing mission to do."
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Rose POV 
It has been a couple of days since I gave Harry another chance. But he has been acting weird. He is more aggressive and busy all the time. He has changed.
                              I mean he isn't like that all the time, he sometimes shows me his caring and sweet side, but not enough. I need his love. Badly.
                              Annie and Gemma decided to take a small vacation to their friend's house. They also took Darcy with them. I told them I didn't want to go, and of course Harry wouldn't want to go either. So we have the house for almost a whole week.
                              It's already two p.m and Harry still hasn't arrived. A few moments in to the show that I'm watching on TV and the door to the house opens.
                              "Hey." I say. Taking my attention off of the show. He doesn't answer. Instead he makes his way directly to the kitchen. I stand up and I make my way to him. 
                              He starts to search for something, checking the stove, the microwave, and the inside of the oven.
                              "What are you looking for babe-" I start to say as I wrap my arms around his waist, but he jerks away.
                              "Where's the food? Where's the God damn food?!" I jump by his voice, taking a step back. This is what I have to deal with ever since I gave him another chance.
                              "Harry I thought you weren't coming home until four, so I was going to start the food-"
                              "No Rose! You know I have been working my ass off. And now I come home to nothing?!" His voice is loud, vibrating and echoing the whole place. His breathing hits my face every time he exhales. I blink my eyes several times to prevent the tears to fall out.
                              "Harry I'm..." I break into tears before I even finished. I cover my face with my hands and I run towards my room. I lock the door as soon as I was in. My back hits the door, sliding my way down, making my knees dig in my chest.
                              I lost control over my emotions, I can't stop all the tears from falling. Seconds after I hear small knocks on the other side of the door.
                              "Rose. I'm sorry. Please open up babe." I ignore him, continuing to cry. My heart aches, and burns inside of me. It sucks to have this feeling inside of you. It feels like you aren't loved, by anyone, and you still have to live with the feeling inside.
                              "Babe I'm so sorry. I don't know what I was thinking. I'm just really stressed out right now." His voice has gone low, soft and warm, just the way I like it. I sniff and I wipe some tears off from my face with the hem of my shirt.
                              "Rose I love you." I stand up. I hesitate on opening the door, but I put my hand on the door knob, and I twist it. Meeting his eyes as the door opened.
                              "Rose I-" He takes a step forward to grab me in a hug, but I jerk back.
                              "You promised Harry." I say, looking down. He looked at me confused, before his brain turned on.
                              "Rose I'm sorry. I know I promised that I would never act this way but its just that-"
                              I cut him off before he finished. "Being tired or stressed out isn't the answer for you to act this way with me." I look back up to him, to his dark piercing green eyes that are now getting lighter. 
                              "Rose I'm sorry." He begins to speak, repeating the word sorry for the hundredth time. "I'll do dinner today. I'll clean up after and wash the dishes. And after that we can watch a movie, and cuddle up. How's that sound?" He says with a small smile on his face. 
                              I get his affect, smiling back. He grabs me by the waist and pulls me to him. He plants a small kiss on my forehead before I bury my face on his neck.
                              "I love you." He says.
                              "I love you too."
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Harry spent his time cooking our meal while I drank some wine, laughing about old times. 
                              Harry was making pasta with Alfredo sauce and chicken. Our favorite. He's actually really good when it comes with cooking and especially baking.
                              "It will be ready in a few." He loudly says over the sound of if the chicken sizzling. I take a sip of my wine before giving him a 'okay'.
                              A few minutes have passed and Harry is now serving me a plate of pasta. I sit down on a tall metal like chair across from him. He also serves me some more wine, then serves himself too. 
                              We start to eat, in a quiet and non awkward silence. A few moments into the meal and Harry breaks the silence.
                              "How was today? Did you go to your doctor appointment?" Harry made an appointment because I haven't been eating much. He thinks something is wrong with me, but everything's fine. Isn't it?
                              "Yeah." I lie. I really didn't actually go. "The doctor said everything's fine." He nods, looking convinced. I mentally let out a deep breath. I thought he wasn't going to buy it.
                              "And you? How was your day?" I ask, playing with my food with the fork twirling the pasta. He wipes some Alfredo sauce from his mouth with a napkin before taking a sip of his wine. He clears his voice before continuing to eat.
                              "The same. Not much happened." Harry found a job of stocking the isles at a grocery store.
                              I smile. Okay now the silence is kinda getting annoying. I open my mouth to say something but that's when someone knocks on the door. Who could it be?
                              Harry looks over to me before standing up and opening the front door. 
                              "Now is not the right time." I hear him say. I, being the nosy person I am I decide to eavesdrop the conversation.
                              "Harry I have it all." A voice on the other side says. What does he mean by that?
                              "Im busy right now." I hear Harry's voice get irritated.
                              "Harry but we have it all. The whole gang is now all prepared to kill Shadow." My heart drops. What?! WHAT?!?!
                              "Harry what are you going to do?" I shout at him. The door opens a bit more because of the force the other guy is doing. Harry closed his eyes and says something under his breath.
                              "Harry I'm waiting." I say, now mad all over again.
                              "I'm doing a killing mission."
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Addicted || HS
FanfictionHe's like a drug. He'll make you feel great. You'll feel relaxed, chill, wonderful. But that feeling won't last. You'll become Addicted to him. He'll be all you think about. And when you don't see him, you'll feel deprived. You'll need that feeling...
 
                                           
                                               
                                                  