Abditory [H.S]

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New character unlocked <3 imagine Hartley Clarke as Jules LeBlanc: 18 y/o

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Luella Jones

I am currently sitting in the passenger's seat, waiting for Harvey to finally get to my house.

The sun is setting in front of us, the colorful pink lightning up the sky at 4pm. It's a bit cold since I'm only wearing a grey sweater of Harry's with the same white pants I was wearing two days ago, and I kinda refused on taking one of his jackets as well, especially when we were in such a hurry, but it's alright.

I woke up tangeled in Harry's arms again, his body shielding me away from the sunrise coming from the window and his legs warming mine up under the sheets. It took him five whole minutes to finally answer the phone that woke me up.

That was Harvey, calling at 7am.

Harry didn't fall asleep until he made sure I did first last night. We both got off the roof pretty quickly after our kiss and changed our clothes (we pretended nothing happened). Harry decided to make me soup while I got warmed up beside the fire, since I still refused to sleep. I kept protesting on the idea of him staying awake with me, but he didn't listen and just kept shushing me everytime I'd tell him I was fine on my own, even when I saw him blinking away the sleepiness in his eyes.

He stayed awake for two hours with me, fighting off his urge to sleep just because he wanted to be there for me, and no words would express how thankful I was for that.

We ended up going to bed at 4:30am, and I can definitely say I heard Harry sigh in relief when I told him I was ready to sleep. What made me even happier was when he made sure to kiss my forehead three times, saying that that would take away all of my bad thoughts.

He made us a quick breakfast as soon as Harvey said he was on his way to pick me up to go home, and not gonna lie, I was pretty happy about that. I missed my bed a lot.

Apparently I'll be back for work on Monday, which is in two days and I'm not so excited about that. Not after what happened.

First thing I'm going to do is talk to George, that's for sure, he'll probably at least explain to me what the fuck happened that day, and who were those guys that attacked them, or us, for that matter.

I know he won't tell me fifty percent of the truth and will just lie to me to cover his filthy work, but I'm fine with that. I just need answers.

Harvey pulls up at our house, noticing the way our gate has grown bigger and taller. There are two guards at each side of it as well, opening the lock to let in the car Harvey's driving. I'm so confused, but I'm still glad we're at least getting the protection we deserve. I don't want my family to get risked in potential danger.