Only Angel 2 [h.s] AU

You are my haven

"Are you okay? Do you need anything?" Darien asks for the twelfth time as I cuddle up on my couch. I was back home after I woke up at my apartment not at all knowing what I was doing here again. All I remembered was going into a room with Colson and Nes and everything is sort of a blur to me from there on.

Harry wasn't at the apartment when I woke up so I just figured that he dropped me off and left. "I'm okay, I promise." I giggle as she takes the empty cup towards the sink, comes back and cleans the condensation ring it left on the table before she sits down on the couch beside me. As soon as she saw me, she insisted on taking care of me once I told her my head ached. "It's probably just a migraine."

Darien shakes her head, her loose waves moving gracefully. "No, who knows what they gave you." She says, removing hair away from my face gently. I then remember what Nes said last night before it all went blurry. "...you know you have a crush on Beau." I always thought she was a bit too enthusiastic to see me, but I thought it was just her bubbly personality. I don't say a word though to avoid her getting embarrassed, but the way she's looking over me and gently massaging my scalp adds to Nes's theory.

I clear my throat. "Have you heard from Harry?" I ask, speaking finally, she still continues her actions on my scalp. I notice her tense up at the mention of his name. "I didn't seem him here this morning, did you maybe see him leave?"

She shakes her head, ignoring the ringing of her phone. She only reaches over and mutes it. "Who knows where he ran off to now," she shrugs. "Probably back to one of his whores, he goes through them quick." She says carelessly and I furrow my eyebrows. She didn't know Harry and I were involved in a sexual relationship, or maybe she had a feeling something was going on between us because we were always together.

Still, her words stung.

"You're not going to get that?" I ask, she ignores as it rings again and continues to run her fingers through my scalp.

"It's just Colson," she shrugs. "Probably wondering what we're doing tonight." I nod and relax back into my laying position. The soft motions and head rubs from her was enough to have me dowse off into light sleep where I was still awake but I was half asleep. Darien's actions stop momentarily and she answers her phone this time. "What is it?" Pause. "I told you not to call me on this phone." Pause. "No I haven't, I don't know." Pause. "So go look for her." Pause. "I've got to go, bye."

When she hangs up, I hear my front door unlock and it opens as well as my eyes, I squint from the strong light and when I look to the front, it's Harry. He's holding a brown paper bag in his hand as he closes the door behind him and when he sees Darien, he stops. "Hey." She had taken her hand back and I rub the sleep off my eyes. He looks between her and me and goes towards the kitchen to place down whatever was in the bag.

"What are you doing here?" Harry questions, walking towards us, he avoids my gaze and I furrow my eyebrows.

"I was just checking up on Beau, she might be sick."

"I am not sick," I correct looking at Harry who looked worried. "I'm fine, it's just a migraine."

He nods. "I was just going to make Beau some dinner before I left."

"You're leaving—" I begin but Darien speaks.

"She already ate five hours ago." She interjects and Harry furrows his eyebrows. "I brought her food."

"She should eat again, five hours ago is too long ago." I look between them as they seemed to be in competition or something. Darien's phone begins to ring again and they both look down to it. "You should probably go get that." Harry suggests and Darien sighs and turns to me.