𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 - 𝐇.𝐒

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝

painful periods plus Harry

A stinging pain was rising up in Ivy's lower stomach. She felt hopeless. She couldn't move at all.

It may seem dramatic from her side but it's true. She even skipped work today. But harry said he was going to help her out of her miserable state.

Although he has been on her nerves since this morning. When she said she was going to stay home he insisted that he'd stay with her and take care of her. At first it sounded appealing but then the truth reviled and it wasn't so great.

"Harry get away from me" Ivy whispered quietly in his ear. He has his arms wrapped around her side, bunching up her shirt in his firsts.

"I'm tryin to show you affection" he mumbled, dropping his head down from Ivy's shoulder to her stomach.

"I'm on my period, roll off of me" she said curling up into a ball and putting a pillow on her head. Harry slowly pulled it away and puts it aside. Ivy saw a frown forming on Harry's face.

"Do you need a heating pad?" He kissed behind her neck and got up on his feet.

"Yes and a tea would also be great" she felt a bit bad about pushing him away. She would love to cuddle him up and lather him in her affection. But she felt sticky, sick and overall tired.

If she moved one bit a flood would come upon her. And she didn't want red sheets. But now she had to cause she needed to go to the toilet.

Ivy got up and quickly scurried to the door. So thankful Harry's got a house where the toilet is next to the bedroom and not across the house. She quickly got in and sat down.

After she finished her stuff in there she came out of the bathroom and went back to the bedroom. When she walked in she saw a tea cup on the nightstand and a heating pad on the bed.

Ivy sat down and took a sip of the tea he made. Then she heard a soft stum of the guitar.

She got up and walked down the stairs to find harry sitting in his recording studio, with the door open, softly struming the guitar strings. She stayed behind the door for a bit listening to the melody.

"That's beautiful" Ivy peeked her head through the door. Harry looked up and smiled a bit.

"Thanks, I'm working on a new piece" he explained taking his note book and scribbling something down.

"You won't mind if I stay for a bit, right?"

"No, please stay" she sat on the couch and continued to watch him work, how his hands carelessly moved across the strings.

Ivy sat there for a while, adoring the way he plays the guitar.

"Listen, I'm sorry for pushing you away, I just wasn't feeling well and I don't want you to think I'm annoyed with you" she explained sinking deeper in the couch and covering her face with her hands. There was a moment of silence until he spoke up.

"Come here" he motioned with his two fingers and Ivy got up and walked towards him. "Sit on my lap"

She sat down and he instantly wrapped his arms around her, kissing her head over and over again.

"It's okay and I'm sorry too, for annoying you when you said to get away"

"You don't have to be sorry for anything"