Ella's POV
"Mmm, baby quit moving," Harry groans.
"I can't sleep. I'm sorry," I whisper.
"Come here," he pulls me into to his arms.
I put my face into his chest. I know there are still tears on my face. I know he can feel the tears on his chest now. He starts stroking my hair.
"Why couldn't you sleep?" He asks, slowly, his voice full of concern.
"I got a call. I haven't been able to sleep since I hung up."
"What was the call about?"
"Promise me you won't do anything. I don't want you to hurt anyone."
"Okay, I promise. Just tell me why you are upset."
"Brandon called. He sounded drunk. He called me a whore and said I was using him the entire time. It just hurts, I really did love him, not like I love you but I did. I wasn't using him, I didn't think you were coming back, I put my heart into that relationship. And I'm not a whore. I haven't even had sex with you yet. It just hurt so much," I say, tears escaping my eyes again.
"Now I know why you made me promise not to hurt anyone. Baby I'm so sorry. He's wrong. You aren't a whore and I definitely know you weren't using him. You came back to me crying when you thought you hurt him. He's such a jerk, he never could have said that to you if he wasn't drunk. I'm so sorry baby," his voice is comforting and his hand is rubbing up and down my back.
"I know, it just hurts that he could say it at all," I sniffle.
"I know baby. The only reason his nose will still be in tact is because I promised I wouldn't hurt anyone. I'm so sorry, I didn't know he would be a problem. Please don't listen to him," he pulls me closer to his chest.
"Please don't do anything. I don't want you to get into trouble, especially not because of me. I'll try not to let it bother me, your opinion is the one that matters. But Harry, can I ask you something?"
"Anything, princess."
"Do you think he was right? Was I using him?"
"Baby, of course not. How long was it, after I left, before you started dating?"
"6 months."
"See. You waited so long to start daring. That 6 months was the time period that you got over me, or you thought you did. You thought I wasn't coming back so you started dating again. I don't blame you. You didn't use him. He only wants to think that because it would mean he could make another man jealous. In reality, he is just jealous that you chose me. Don't listen to anything he has to say."
"I won't. I think I'm done crying. Don't stop doing that by the way."
"Doing what?"
"Don't stop being comforting when I need you."
"I'd never even dream of it."
I snuggle further into his chest. The warmth of his bare skin is radiating onto my cold skin. The shirt Harry let borrow rode up when he pulled me to him so it is barely covering my butt. I sigh in content and lean up to kiss his cheek.
"Are you okay now?"
"Yes. Thank you for being here for me. I'm sorry I woke you up," I whisper.
"Babe, it's fine. I'm glad you woke me up actually. You would have eventually fallen asleep and you still would have been asleep. That's not okay. I'm glad I could be here for you."
"What time is it?"
"Like 5 in the morning."
He lays on his back and puts his hands behind his head. I move to him and put one leg across his waist. I am now straddling him. He chuckles and I put my hands on his chest to keep my balance.
