Remedy (H.S.)

29

Kennedy Simmons

Mick had driven Harry to work today so Harry went back to his apartment with me.

During the whole drive all we did was fight. Fight about every single little thing. The music, the way I was driving, the way he was sitting... Fucking everything!

I was tempted to crash the car from his side and kill him but I felt bad for destroying such a good car especially considering that I couldn't replace it with any other similar vehicle.

When we arrived Harry told me where to park. The place where I stopped the car wasn't in the garage because he said he needed to find me a space first.

When we got in Harry immediately took me to my room. Charlie and Lincoln had indeed moved all of my things to a bedroom that was right next to Harry's. It wasn't as big or as... unique... as his but I liked it. I liked the view from here. Just like every other room in his house, this room had a huge window and much light.

Harry, who had leaned against the door framed, whistled to get my attention. When I turned his way he thew a me brelock with a bunch of keys. "This are the keys for everything you'll need. You can go wherever you want in this house except for my bedroom and my office. These are my private spaces. If you lose your keys then it's your problem. I'm not opening the door dor you. No keys means you stay outside. Am I clear?" I nodded.

His rules were rational. I still thought that the keys thing was a little too much though. I mean, what if I'd forget them? This happens to people all the time. I couldn't stay outside, especially considering that, according to him, a dangerous man wanted to kill me.

"Any other rules?" I asked not wanting to get caught by surprise when he'd snap when I'd break a rule without knowing it. "Nope. Just a few warnings."

Oh God...

"You're going to see stuff that you won't like such us drugs, guns etc. This is my house so I can bring whatever I want here and I don't want to hear any complaint."

Understandable.

The smirk that appeared on his face indicated that the next 'warning' wasn't going to be anything serious but something that I would most probably not like.

"This is my house and I can bring whatever and whoever I want." He didn't need to say anything else. I knew exactly what he meant. "I don't bring people to my room so I'd advise you not to come downstairs when I have company..." His smirk became even bigger. "... Unless you want to join."

What!

I chocked on the air and started coughing. He immediately bursted into laughter finding my reaction too entertaining. "Really funny, Harry." I said, not even trying to hide the sarcasm in my voice. "I wasn't kidding though." My eyes widened at his response but I tried to hide how uncomfortable and annoyed I was because I knew that this was his goal.

"I think that's all. Enjoy your stay, flower." He walked out of the room with a satisfied grin on his face, knowing damn well that he had managed to irritate me once again.

I wouldn't survive this!

I already wanted to kill that bastard. Staying with him was a nightmare and it hadn't even been fifteen minutes! He had broken the Guinness World Record for the most annoying man in the whole fucking world. This cohabitation would traumatize me in unimaginable ways.

A few minutes had passed when the door bell was heard. I prayed that it wasn't a girl that had came to hook up with Harry because I needed to go downstairs and get some water.