Anything [h.s]

Chapter 71

Anna Faze.
June 20th, 2022.
(Midnight)

My heart has been in my throat since mine and Harry's brief conversation right before the show. It was already halfway in my throat because we were about to go on stage, then Harry told me he has this plan to get back at me for playing a joke on him. A joke I wish I never said. A stupid, dumb, joke that I should have never said.

When we got home I went to put my bags in the guest room but Harry stopped me and motioned to the stairs for me to just go on up there. On the ride home nothing was said, just thanking the driver after we got here.

The last time we ever did anything sexually was Jamaica. It was five days after I got there, the whole group went out for dinner and we all had a lot to drink and Harry and I kissed one another and then again and then it went to two long, hot, sweaty, hours of sex. That was six years ago. A lot has happened since then, we've both been with other people– I've been on a few dates but nothing else happened.

I wouldn't say what happened there was a mistake or that it shouldn't have happened. At the moment I wanted him more than I ever had. I reckon it was the rush of the others finding out or knowing that we were together anymore but we were having some of the best sex we've had together. After I had gotten there we all stayed for the next month and a half and for two of those weeks, every moment Harry and I could find with another we took.

"I'll be back, my things I need are still in the other bathroom." I say.

"I actually moved all of your things up here. What you had in the bathroom downstairs is up here now." Harry admits.

I look over to the dark bathroom. "You move everything?" I ask.

He hums. "Yep, everything."

"Oh, are my clothes up here?" I ask. I look over to Harry who is siding by his side of the bed.

He nods his head and motions over to the walk-in closet as he explains. "I didn't unpack your bags or anything like that. Your suitcases are just over in the closet. And the things you had in the bathroom are all on the counter."

"Oh, that makes more sense." I say as I walk over to the closet. I flip the light on and see my suitcase on the side that's less full than the other side.

I smile to myself. This is such an odd thing to feel happy about but I do.

I pull out a blue and white striped pajama set. I don't think these go with one another but they match well enough, I also get some underwear.

I went out of the closet and back into the bedroom, Milo was fast asleep at the end of the bed. The light is now on in the bathroom and the shower is going, I reckon Harry decided to shower before me.

He had left the door open. As I went to talk, a sneeze interrupted me. "Jesus christ, that's one way to announce I've entered a room." I say. I hear him laugh over the water running.

I put my clothes on the counter as I see the basket of my things sitting on my side. Again I smile to myself at this small act he did. I look through the basket for the things I'll need to take my makeup off.

"When you get done doing whatever it is you need to. You are more than welcome to join me. The things you had in the shower in the other one are already in here." He says.

I felt my heart start to beat faster as I listened to him. I have nothing to be scared of or nerves for, it's harry. I know him. We've seen each other at much worse times than just a shower.

"Okay. Just give me a few minutes and I'll join you." I say as I start to take my hair down. I start taking out all the bobby-pins from the twist I did in the back.