MY BODYGUARD

MY BODYGUARD chapter 17

I canter on Max as best as I can up the fields with my sprained ankle, growing closer and closer to the house. As I approach the big gate that Max threw me off on, I kick him on gently, hoping he'd clear it this time with no fuss. He clears it beautifully and I laugh with relief, giving him a little tap on his shoulder.

We then come to the smaller gate and easily jump over it. I scratch behind his ears, just how he likes it, as we walk the rest of the way back up our field. Standing at the top, arms crossed (as usual) is Tom. He looks less angry but I still do not want to speak to him, he hurt me, and It's going to take time for me to forgive him. I get that he is angry, but he shouldn't take it out on me.

We slowly advance closer to Tom and he unfolds his arms, walking over to me. I stay on Maximus, not wanting to get off to greet him.

T: Where did you go?

Y: For a ride.

T: you've been gone for 3 hours.

Y: Yeah well, I wasn't in any rush back.

T: Look. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you I just... you know I'm not good at opening up to people. My past is fucked up and I just don't want to bore you with it all.

Y: Tom...

I hop off Max, forgetting about my ankle, I fall to the ground but Tom catches me just in time.

T: Shit, you okay?

Y: Max threw me off over a gate. I've sprained my ankle.

T: Fuck's sake. Come on, I'll help you take him in and then we can get you some ice.

I nod gratefully, still not fully happy with him but at least he was being nicer to me, and he did apologize.

I wrap my arm around Tom's shoulder as I limp my way into the stable. He helps me sort out Max's tack and then leads me into the kitchen to grab me some ice as I sit on a stool. The awkward silence in the air is killing me.

He walks over to me with ice in his hand as he gently places it on my raised ankle, resting on the stool beside me. I flinch at the second of pain and he looks at me concerned. I flash him a quick smile to assure him that I am fine. He stands up against the counter and sighs, scratching his head.

T: I understand I was a total asshole earlier. I didn't mean what I said about you being a 'princess.'

Y: It's okay I know...

T: No, it really wasn't. I shouldn't judge your life just to cover the fact that mine was shit, it isn't fair.

Y: Thank you. All is forgiven.

T: It's also my fault that you rode away and injured your ankle so I'm sorry for that too.

Y: It was my fault for the injury, I tried to jump a gate, Max got too excited.

Tom chuckles a little, and even though this was meant to be serious, I can't help but chuckle back.

Y: Shut up.

I smile at him and he smiles gently back.

Y: I do hope you cleared the mess up in the lounge.

T: Huh? Oh, right that. Yeah, sorry it was just a glass.

Y: I also hope you didn't give Harrison too much stick. I was the one who asked the questions.

T: I didn't talk to him. I left the room shortly after you left.

Y: Okay, well, please don't.

T: Okay, I won't.

Tom stands from the counter and goes to walk past me. I reach for his hand and he stops, confused, he looks down at me and moves closer. I reach my other hand onto his cheek and pull him down to kiss me. He hesitantly kisses back and then pulls away.

Y: What?

T: Not now. Harrison will be back in shortly.

I nod understandingly and let go of his hand. He kisses me gently on the head before walking towards the kettle to make me a cup of tea.

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The rest of the night is pretty quiet. I eat my dinner alone, sitting in the living room watching Sherlock Holmes. Got to love Benedict Cumberbatch. At about half 9, I hobble up the stairs to go to bed. As I reach the top step, my ankle gives way and I fall onto my knees, letting out a loud whimper. I hear running behind me and sit on to my bum, Harrison rushes to my side.

H: Are you okay Miss Sharpe?

Y: I sprained my ankle earlier and it just gave way, I'm ok.

H: Here, let me help you up.

Y: No, I want to sit here for a second. It hurts.

H: Okay, stay here, I'll call for a nurse to check it over and I'll tell Tom to sit with you while you wait.

Y: Thank you Harrison.

H: That's if, you want him to? I know there was some sort of argument yesterday.

Y: Yes, that's fine. Send him in, thank you.

H: Yes, ma'am.

I sit for a couple of minutes, grasping my ankle as it throbs in pain. Tom comes rushing through the front door and to my aid.

T: Fucking hell Y/N, I leave you for a few minutes and something else happens.

Y: I know, I'm sorry. It gave way and I just stumbled on the last step. Harrison's gone to get a nurse to check me over.

T: Okay, good. I'll sit here until she comes.

Y: I was hoping you'd say that.

We exchange smiles as he sits next to me.

T: Listen. I hope you aren't too worried about the Marco situation. You know I won't let anything bad happen to you. He's just some creep who needs to be put in his place.

Y: I know. Is he working with a group?

T: I can't tell you too much, but I know that he has men working with him but we aren't sure how many.

Y: God, all this just because he has a small crush on me and I ignored it.

T: Seems to me he's let his crush for you overpower him, and it's now making him quite dangerous.

Y: What a dick head.

T: Yep. We'll sort him out, don't stress.

Y: I can protect myself you know.

T: I don't doubt that doll.

His nickname for me sends shivers down my spine, I lean in to kiss him but Harrison barges through the door with the nurse by his side. This man really knows how to ruin a moment.

( Hey guys! I hope you are enjoying the story so far! I have finally come up with an ending for this story which is exiting but also sad. There is still a few chapters left to post though don't worry! if any of you have any suggestions for my next story, feel free to comment :) )