Lift off

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"Take good care of yourself okay promise me that? Just know that this is for the best and one day we will see each other again." I tell my sister Anna. We are currently at the airport taking my sister on a flight to England where Harry said he knew someone who would be able to take care of Anna for a while. I just want her to be safe. I hope she won't do anything bad. I love my sister to death but I know we have our differences but that's okay. I actually do not know what Harry talked with my sister about and I don't know how he got her to agree with all this. As we say our final goodbyes Anna keeps staring at Harry. I just pray that Harry didn't threaten her on something to agree on leaving.

As she walks onto the plane I take hold of Harry's hand.

"Its for the best Eliza. She is safe now. They won't find her, trust me." Harry tells me
We both walk out of the airport and back in the car. The car ride to Harry's house was nothing but silence. I don't know what he's thinking which makes me aggravated because he has this confused and frustrated face at the moment.

"What are you thinking about curly. You seemed so concentrated back in the car. Is something wrong?"

"No. End of this conversation, now what do you want for dinner." He asks while opening the fridge door.

"Make me what you made me the first night I was here. You know when you threatened me to strip for you or else I get no food but yet you made me food anyways and I didn't have to dance?" I smirk. He laughs and starts putting some water out to boil.

"Come here." He opens his arms wide for me. "You know I'm dangerous, right Eliza?"

"What do you mean by dangerous, you've been nice these past couple of days." I pull out from his hug.

"I can't give you what you want. Eliza you want love and affection. I can't give you that. One moment I'm alright the next moment I'm pist off at you, or the rest of the guys. I take my anger out on you and I shouldn't be doing that. You're so fragile. I'm afraid to break you. I'm doing everything I possibly can to keep you safe. I don't know what's happening to me. I'm not the bad ass dude who I was before you came into my life. Now I'm something else and I don't know who it is. I'm bad for a second and become Mr. Softy the next and I don't like it one bit." Harry finishes. I don't know what to respond to what he said. Instead I hug him as tight as I can. Harry is turning to a whole different person. I can see the way he is changing everyday I'm with him. He is becoming less aggressive and more playful. Less angry and much more happier. I don't know how all of this is happening but I think its for the best. Harry deserves to be happy. He needs to be happy. How can he live a full life if he's not happy?

We spoke nothing of what he said. I went into the living room and open up the cabinet on the tv stand, I took a few games out and walked back into the kitchen. Setting up the JENGA pieces Harry had a smile on his face when he saw me stacking the pieces. He prepared the spaghetti and served two plates. I look at him and stood up. I walk to the other side of the island table looking into the cabinet for a larger plate. There it is on the top shelf of the cabinet. I try to lift myself on the counter so I can get the plate but I failed. I felt two hands grasp my waist and pull me up to the counter. I grabbed the plate and went back down. Harry chuckled. I pour both of the spaghetti onto the larger plate and begin eating.
"Perfect." I said.

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