The Deadly Seven |H.S|

Chapter 38

Ignore the fact that the gif is TVD, I couldn't find anything else lol.

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"I could so, I'd put you on your ass" I mumbled loudly in the middle of brushing my teeth.

"Whatever you need to tell yourself baby" Harry yelled out from his bedroom, I couldn't see him but I knew he had that stupid smug smile on his face.

I shook my head with a little laugh, spiting the toothpaste in my mouth down the sink and rinsing my mouth out.

It had been four days since the night at the club, I was at Harry's today, neither of us had work so we only woke up about an hour ago, it was just past noon.

We went downstairs and Harry cooked breakfast, I made the coffees and we ate sprawled over the couch instead of the table, we talked some more about the guys meeting me.

He said they liked me and he also said he had told them to start keeping an eye on me whenever they're out, I wasn't happy about it but I didn't hate it, I had seen a few of them around and the ones I already knew would say hi to me if they saw me, they were sweet.

I couldn't help it and I ended up talking to him again about how I didn't want a relationship where someone needed to know where I was every second of the day, but he reassured me that this is not what this was, he didn't want to cross a line like that and he said he had even told them that.

I trust him.

Harry was at work a lot the last few days, he said he is close to sorting shit out so he can talk to me about it, but yesterday, I saw Adrian outside of my work so I went and talked to him, he told me that there's a good chance Harry will need me and my support for whatever this is.

I had no idea and no guesses on what the fuck they were talking about, I don't know what I can help with and I don't know why they would even need it if Harry is so against me knowing anything.

That's another thing, I talked to Harry about that a little bit, I told him I liked learning the bit of new information I did about his work and I told him it intrigued me, he didn't really like that though.

He said I shouldn't be interested in something like that, I called him a fucking hypocrite cause he does it for a living.

We talked a bit but not a lot, I didn't want to add to all the stress he's already under, he said he was open to talking about it more in the future so that was good enough for me, I'm in no rush.

Everything seemed normal right now, all the shit with Luke that happened when we met seemed like it was over, I hadn't heard from him and we were finally able to act like a normal couple.

I'm looking forward to spending the day with Harry doing absolutely nothing, I'm wearing some black bike pants and a T-shirt of Harry's and I don't plan on leaving this apartment all day.

"Harry, just admit it, I could take you in a fight" I yelled out, turning around and heading out of the bathroom.

Harry was on the opposite side of the bed as me, finishing up making it and placing the pillows in our spots.

"You can start fights sure, I've never seen you finish one" he laughed.

My mouth dropped open and I threw myself down to lie on my stomach on the bed.

"I just made that" he warned but also lying down next to me

I pointed my finger at him "You've never seen me finish a fight cause you fucking pull me away from all of them"