It was an amazing evening here at Los Angeles, Harry sadly wasn't home, he was at the studio. He's a very busy man. You were about to text him what time he'll come for dinner when suddenly the door bell rings. You weren't expecting anyone over. Confused, you walk up to the door and look through the peephole. You see Harry and his bodyguard. Not thinking, you quickly thrust open the door.
You and Harry met at one of his concerts, then instantly you guys texted each other on Instagram. Now you're living together. What a crazy world.
"Harry, what happened?" you ask in a worried tone.
He looked overwhelmed. His bodyguard steps in and tells you he fainted while singing in the recording studio.
You take Harry's muscly and warm arm and bring it to your shoulders.
"Well, did you take him to the hospital?"
"No ma'am, he insisted he would go home instead"
You exhale and look up at harry. He gives you a bit of a smile. you shake your head in disappointment.
Before you say anything, Harry tells the guard to go home early. He says, "Sir, what if you need something- "
Harry cuts him off before he could finish his sentence.
"Jerry (that's the guard's name), you go to your family. it's okay if you go home early. Don't worry about me. Besides, I have this one to take care of me."
Harry looks at you and winks. You blush.
"Thank you so much sir"
"Ah no problem and you deserve this, Jerry. Take care".
You take Harry on the couch and go lock the door after Jerry happily leaves. "This has happened to you twice this week, Harry, I love you. I hope nothing bad to happened to you and I need you to go see a doctor and- "
He grabs your hips and puts you on him. "Hey, you worry too much. I'll go see a doctor soon, I promise."
"When?" you say, He laughs at your comment, and you tell him it's not funny.
"What are you cooking for dinner?" changing the subject. "I was thinking maybe we can have a Tacos night, since they're your favorite."
"Sounds good," you say, still worried about Harry.
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