Into The Fire [H.S.]

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Echo's POV

I still want answers.

I've been home for two weeks.

I'm still not getting answers.

So I'm still sleeping in the guestroom.

I miss his warmth at night.

I miss waking up with him.

I miss falling asleep next to him. 

But I'm not fucking caving.

He's been cagey as shit.

Won't tell me where my brother is.

Won't tell me what the fuck is going on.

I get that he thinks he's protecting me.

But I'm not a fucking flower, or a piece of glass. I'm not going to break.

The one good thing about being in the same apartment...

God, I'm fucking horny.

All of the time.

I want to jump him 24/7.

He says it's the baby.

Apparently being pregnant makes you a slut for cock. His words.

I'm also craving things I would normally never fucking eat.

Like beans on toast, and smushed peas. Apparently it's a British thing.

I also cannot stop eating bananas. I fucking hate bananas.

I blame Harry.

But then again... I blame everything on Harry now.

He has gotten so much better at respecting my boundaries. At listening to me.

I'm grateful for the change. I tell him everyday that I see he's been trying.

But I'm still hurt that he is hiding something from me.

Something big.

It's not just Harry. It's Niall, Javi, Miguel, Jae, even Zayn, and Liam have been cagey.

I think about what the fuck they could all be up to as I drive myself home.

My feet hurt. My boobs are sore.

My back is on fire.

I'm fucking starving.

And I'm hot and sweaty.

As soon as I get into the door I kick my boots off, pull off my pants, and fling off my top.

Clothes irritate the fuck out of me right now.

Everything makes me itchy.

I want to be naked. Or wearing the least amount of clothes possible.

Mu is obsessed with laying his head on my stomach. Or being right where I am 24/7.

Harry has given up telling him he can't sleep on the bed. Or the couch.

Because Mu does what Mu wants.

I take a quick shower. Throw on a pair of boxer shorts and a sports bra. I can't comfortably go without a bra anymore.

My tits are enormous.

I throw my wet hair up into a messy bun.

Then I go into the kitchen and make a peanut butter banana and honey sandwich.