Tell Me A Secret

Chapter 17: Intrusions and Intentions

I slowly open my eyes to the ruffling noises coming from Harry's bedroom. I groan and look over at the clock next to my bed. 5:30 am.

Just kill me already.

What the hell is he doing at 5:30 in the morning. He typically doesn't leave until 9am. I toss and turn in the comforter, trying to go back to sleep but can't. I should be sleeping for at least another hour until my alarm goes off.

I come to the realization that I'm not gonna be able to go back to sleep because of all of the ruckus that is going on.

I pull my feet over the side of the bed and stand up, slowly so I don't become dizzy. My finger still feels irritated from the night before but not too bad compared to yesterday. I walk over to the dresser and grab a change of clothes and my hairbrush. I lay them out in the bed so they are all organized for when I get back. My towel hangs in the chair nicely so I grab it and walk towards the bathroom.

If Harry is going to wake me up this early from all the noise, then I might as well have a nice shower. I open the door and tiptoe past Harry's door and to the bathroom. His door is shut but I really just want to avoid confrontation with him, because even though he was nice to me yesterday, it can totally change in a minute.

I shut the bathroom door behind me and hang up the towel on the rack on the wall. I start the shower so the warm water splashes against the far wall. I run my hands through it to temp it and when it feels right, I start to undress.

I unravel my gauze and look at the stitches Harry gave me last night. The skin is red and inflamed around the stitches. Gross.

I leave the gauze on the counter and carefully undress myself, letting my clothes fall to the floor. I step into the shower and let the soothing water wash down my body. Washing away all of the sins Harry has put on me.

My cut needs to breathe anyway, its been wrapped up all night. I grab the shampoo and pour a small amount into my hands and lather it down my long hair.

My mind ponders back to the other day when Harry killed Kendall. The evil flooded his dark eyes and the smirk on his face was like a devil. He enjoyed every minute of the fear he was putting into my head. The way he made me watch him pull the trigger and then blame it on me. What kind of man does that. I don't get him, I've seen him sweet and caring and then the next second he wants to kill me or someone.

Then my thoughts go quickly to yesterday. The way he jogged over to me with worry when I hurt myself from the knife, The way he instantly took immediate attention to help me. His features were so relaxed and soften. In that moment, I felt no fear, but I didn't exactly feel safe, but protected.

I push all of those thoughts to the back of my mind and continue washing my hair and body. I turn off the shower and ring out my hair to get rid of the excess water trapped in it.

I step out onto the mat and grab my white towel on the counter that I brought with me. Wrap it around my body so it's tight around my chest. Then I walk to the sink and take out my toothbrush grabbing the toothpaste and putting a bit on the bristles.

I run the toothbrush under the water and start to brush my teeth. My wet messy hair is drenching with water and is dripping on the floor. But I don't really care.

My attention is then caught with the door flying open with Harry walking in abruptly in just a pair of black boxers. His bare chest stands prominent with the metal chain resting peacefully on it.

I quickly spit the toothpaste into the sink and grab onto my towel for dear life.

"Harry you can't be in here right now" I say setting my toothbrush on the sink counter, and staring at him in the doorway.

"I'm sorry, who lives here?" He says crossing his arms and looking at me intently.

I huff and turn around to look in the mirror at myself and watching his next move.

"Some privacy would be nice" I say calming down, and grabbing my toothbrush and brushing again.

"Hey I do respect sometimes, but I always respect privacy. The only reason I busted in here was because you were taking a long time and I needed to get ready." He scans my body up and down, making my cringe.

"What if I was naked?" I knit my eyebrows together.

"And?" he says smirking at me.

"Harry that would have been rude."

"Well it's nothing I haven't seen before darling" He says walking over beside me and grabbing his toothbrush.

I roll my eyes at his pervert remark, I feel very on edge with him right now. Especially when he is standing right next to me and I'm only in a towel.

He stares at me through the mirror brushing his teeth. He knows the effect he has on me and he does it anyway.

"You know I don't feel comfortable with you being in here while I'm in just a towel you know" I mumble at him in the mirror.

He smirks and shakes his head, leaning over and spitting in the sink.

"What you think I'm just going to rip this towel off you and let myself get carried away?" He says getting behind me and tugging at side of my towel. Running his hands up and down my arms. Softly brushing my skin and putting his face in my neck.

"Har-" I start as I watch him start tugging harder at the end of my towel, letting it become looser on my skin.

"What's wrong Avery" he whispers in my ear and then looks at me through the mirror again.

"Sto-" I say before he interrupts me and stops what he is doing.

"Well I'm not. I respect privacy remember." He says plastering a cocky smirk before turning back to the mirror and brushing his teeth.

I let go of the breath I was holding and timidly finish brushing my teeth. What game is he trying to play here. I get it we kissed but it was a mistake and I'm not about to be his whore in this house. He barely knows me and he kidnapped me.

Asshole.

I finish and spit into the sink for the last time and I place my toothbrush back into the cabinet and turn around to leave.

"Avery" Harry says from behind me.

I turn around to look at him from the hallway annoyed at what he is going to say.

He looks at me with his dark green eyes like he knows something that I don't.

"When I get back from work, we are going out, so you need to clean the house and find a hot outfit for tonight" he says scanning my body.

"Excuse me?" I say crossing my arms over my towel.

"You heard what I said" he says staring back at me.

"Sexy outfit?" I question

"It better be hot, there are people waiting to meet you" He smirks

"I don't want to go out with you, why can't you go alone." I say in disgust.

"You're my arm candy, and remember I can't leave you alone for too long or you'll try and escape." he says turning around and shutting the door.

Arm candy, what the hell does that mean. I'm not going to dress up like a slut and pretend that he's mine, no fucking way.

I make it back to my bedroom and get changed with the clothes I had laid out and then I start to work on my chores for the day, before Harry gets home.

Hey guys, what a chapter. I know it was just a filler chapter but the next one is going to be insane. I have some good plans coming for this book. Sorry it's been awhile, I just finished my semester so much more to come! Hope all is well! As always see ya next chapter! ~ T