Life As A Slave (1D FanFiction)

Hanging with Harry

A/N Image above is the guy on the wall.

----Erin’s POV--------

“Um, I was thinking if you would want to go out tonight?” Harry asked me as he started to help me peel the potatoes.

“What?” I put down the peeler and the potato that was I my hand. I never really saw Harry as more than a friend. Mainly because I thought he never saw me as more than a friend. Now that I mention it he was attractive, he was funny, sweet and kind, and He is alwa-

“As friends!” I looked back up at him. He seemed really frantic and on edge. He quickly flashed me a smile, trying to cover up the expression on his face.

“Oh. I would but I have a triple shift, remember?” I said with a frown on my face. It’ been a while since I hung out with Harry and it would be nice to catch up.

“Oh I got Niall to talk to Liam, so you’re good now.” He started untying the bow on the back of my apron that kept it attached to my body.

“Well, don’t I have a regular shift than?” I asked arching my back away from Harry’s hand in attempt to stop him from untying the bow.

“No, I got today off for you so that you don’t have to work for the rest of the day.” He pulled at the tie again, this time more successfully and made the apron fall to the floor.

“Well what about you?” I ask as Harry picks the apron off the floor and puts it in the basket with dirtier aprons from people who have done more work than me already today.

“I’m friends with Liam’s best friend, I’m surprised you think I work at all.” I found it kind of odd that Harry would refer to Sir as ‘Liam’, but I guess he’s use to it because he hears Niall say it all the time. He dragged me out of the kitchen and into the hallway. After a while of walking around the halls I realised that we were going to my room. He’s been there before so he probably remembers the way.

“Hey, how come I’ve never seen your room before?” It slips out of my mouth before I can pull it back in. He stopped walking for a second but quickly covered it up and kept walking. He let go of my wrist and it fell to my side.

“I like your room better.” He looked at the ground and didn’t look back up. I didn’t want to press on because even though this mansion has thousands of rooms, Master Liam likes to make some slaves have to sleep or camp outside in the hallway or Library, and he probably gave me and Isabel a room cause he liked the way we looked.

“Here we are.” Harry says as he opens the door. He stepped aside letting me in first. “Such a gentlemen.” I joke as I enter. He closes the door behind himself and I go sit on my bed. I took of my heels and threw them aside. I stood back up and Harry laughed at me.

“What?” I asked putting my hands on my hips. “You’re shorter than I thought.” He smirked. It only took him one step of his so that his face was an inch away from mine. I felt my breath hitch at the sudden closeness. I could smell the mint on his breath and the scent of his cologne. “I use to be able to look you in the eyes just by looking straight, and now I have to look down if I want to see your electric green eyes.” He knew what he was saying wasn’t very charming, but he knew that it was still working.

“Electric green?” I ask smirking.

“Yeah, your eyes change colour. Grey when you’re tired, blue when you’re happy, and electric green when you’re ‘excited’.” What he had said made my eyes go wide, when he saw the effect his words had on me he smirked.

“Have you ever thought that maybe my eyes are naturally green?” I smirk and turn around leaving him alone. The first thing I noticed as I walked away was that I no longer felt as warm, I almost felt cold without him, so I crawl onto my bed and laid down under the covers.