Ephemeral //H.S

Chapter 58

-Lucy Urbinati-

We've been driving for about an hour now, and we haven't said a word to each other ever since he told me Russel was apparently 'coming for me'. I still have no idea what he meant by that because he didn't elaborate on the subject, and right now he seems so lost in his thoughts I don't think i'd be wise of me to interrupt him.

I keep on glancing at the rearview mirror on my side to see if our bodyguards are still following us. It reassures me to see them still here because I can tell they are loyal to Harry, they don't really need to say anything but I can see it from the way they speak with him, and from how much Harry trusts them. But it doesn't mean that I'm not scared of what just happened, because I still have no idea what's going on and even though I trust Harry with my life there's still a part of me that needs the information I know he can give me, things that would immediately reassure me, things that could possibly help me if for some reason we got separated then I would know what to do and how to handle things. But at this moment he is the only one fully aware of the situation we're in, and I'm just here following along and having to lean on him, to trust him. And it's a lot harder than it seems, even when you love someone just as much as I love Harry.

"Harry?" I say with hesitation, not wanting to disturb his thoughts but I just can't take this heavy silence anymore.

"What?" His head snaps towards me, quickly glancing away from the road to see my worried face.

"It's been an hour and you're not saying anything, I still don't know what you're so worried about and it's kind of scaring me because it makes me think that we're in danger somehow. And i'm trying really hard to trust you, and I do, I really do trust you but this is a lot to handle because I've never seen you like this and it's stressing the fuck out of me." I blabber out, mindlessly playing with the hem of my dress and looking at his side profile, trying to communicate my feelings with him the best I possibly can.

His brows furrow slightly when he understands what I'm saying to him and it's like a light switches on in his head suddenly.

"Shit, baby I'm so sorry." He grabs my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze before kissing my
knuckles lovingly.

"I'm just trying to remember where the safe house is. That's why I've been so focused, I don't want to worry you." He says and my face scrunches up in confusion.

"Safe house? How do you not remember where we've been living for the past month?"

"That's not where we're going." He says as if it was obvious and my throat tightens.

"What do you mean?" I ask with a small voice, glancing down to where our hands are connected.

"Baby we can't go back to that house because it's the first place he'll go to find us." He explains, my hand slips out of his and the look on his face makes my heart clench a little. He doesn't want us to go back but it's not bothering him that Dev, the twins and his best friends are still there?

"But what about everyone else? And why can't we just go and see what he wants?" I say with worry, trying to guess what he could possibly want and why it could be so bad that Harry doesn't want us to even cross his path.

"Because he doesn't want to just talk with us, Russel doesn't fly across the Atlantic just to have a discussion. If he's coming here then he has every intention of taking you back with him whether you like it or not." He says with a stern tone, it catches me off guard a little to see that he is determined, that he is so certain of what might happen if we go and meet Russel.

"Why? Do you know what he wants from me? Why would he want to take me back with him?" I glance at the road and see that he is now slowing down in front of a huge black gate that automatically opens when he presses a button on a small remote control he dug out of the compartment on the inside of his door.