Only Angel 2 [h.s] AU

I love being on my knees for you

+18 MATURE ONLY.

The room went silent. The only little noise was the sound of the water when Harry moved to recline against the bathtub. I could tell he was pleased with himself to leave me in such a shocked state, but I genuinely didn't know what to say. I turn my face to the side, keeping my gaze on the now tepid water. When I look up to him, he's looking at me. "What?" I ask nervously, maybe I imagined it.

Harry grabs my shoulders and helps me turn to where I'm facing him. He swallows. "I'm in love with you," he repeats. "At least I think I am." Harry explains. "You know I've never been with anyone for more than a month until you came along. You make me feel things I have never felt with anyone else before." As he says this, all I can focus is on one thing.

Harry loves me.

I stay silent, watching the way his tattoos dip into the water and his necklace glistens under the light. I didn't know what to say, well actually I knew exactly what I wanted to say but somehow, I was speechless. When I'm finally ready to say what it is I want to say, Harry's phone begins to ring. He looks away from me and stands up from the tub, wrapping a towel around his waist and going over towards the counter where the phone was.

He looks at the caller ID with distaste. "Yes?" He allows the other person to speak. "That's unfortunate." He runs a hand through his hair. "I'm kind of busy right now but let me know how that works out for you. I'll send over some documents if you need them. Bye." He drops the phone back on the counter and begins to walk towards the bedroom.

"Who was that?" I ask, I was still in the tub and the water wasn't good anymore.

"Don't worry about it," he dismisses. "I'm going to finish making dinner. Finish up here." He seemed tense again as he left the bathroom. Maybe he didn't like that I didn't say anything to his confession. I wanted to but my tongue was tied in not knowing what to say. I don't even remember how I reacted when William told me he loved me after two months of dating. Harry and I have known each other for over three years now. Two of those we didn't even see each other.

I quickly drain the water and take a shower, using my shampoo and conditioner and rinsing my body with body wash. After I'm done I walk towards my closet, slip on some lingerie grab a red lipstick off my counter and walk out, seeing no reason why I should put any clothes on if I was at my apartment. The smell of something cooking filled my nostrils and the herbs intensified when I walked out into the kitchen. Harry's bare back was facing me, his muscles were tense as I walked towards him.

I run my hand through his back to see him relax slightly before I wrap my arms around his waist and press a single kiss to his back. This seems to calm him down as he turns to face me, his eyebrows furrowed. I smile at him. "Thank you," I say. "For everything you've done for me, for always taking care of me and allowing yourself to feel." He had his arms propped against the counter as he looked down to the floor.

I bring out the lipstick and he looks at it, his eyebrows furrowed. "Turn around?" I say, his same words, he chuckles with the shake of his head but does so anyway. Once his back was to me, I bring the lipstick up to his skin and gently write out 'I love you'. I know Harry was probably following the movements of the lipstick because when he turns, he smiles gently at me, relief etched across his features.

"As cute as that was and shit," Harry begins. "You couldn't have written that on a piece of paper? I'm going to need another shower again." He jokes and I laugh.

"Deal with it." As I was about to put the lipstick away, Harry speaks.

"Do you think I can have that?" He asks nervously. "As a reminder?" I smile and nod, handing him the red lipstick. He puts it in his pocket and turns back around to the stove, the words looking back at me and I blush. "Dinner's ready." He had made Chicken Florentine, it was the first time he had cooked for me and the first time I went to his apartment. It was as delicious as it was then and I'm so glad one of us can actually cook.