“Welcome back, Harry!”
“Thanks, babe.”
“Did you have a fun time with the lads?”
“Yeah, it was alright.”
“What did you boys do?”
“Niall and Louis wanted to go drinking, so we went to some little pub. Can’t recall the name of it.”
“That sounds like fun! Did you drink a lot?”
“Just a little. I wasn’t really that into it.”
“Oh. Well, I was home all day today. I got so much done! I cleaned the kitchen, organized those papers that were piling up on your desk—”
“Papers? The papers on my desk?”
“Oh, um, yeah. It was getting rather cluttered.”
. . .
“Did you go through any of it?”
“Well, not really, I just—”
“I can’t believe you went through my stuff. That’s a violation of my privacy, Scout.”
“Harry, I didn’t—”
“Just please stay out of my things, okay? It’s none of your business.”
“Harry, why are you freaking out over this? I didn’t go through your things, so you can calm down. You’re acting like you’re hiding something.”
“Just don’t go through—”
“Are you?”
. . .
“Harry, are you hiding something from me?”
“Like what, Scout?”
“Like, I don’t know, anything. I don’t want there to be any secrets between us. We’re in a relationship. We—”
“I fucking know we’re in a relationship! How could I possibly forget with you smothering me all the time?”
“Harry, please stop shouting at me.”
“It’s like I can’t even fucking breathe without you questioning me!”
“Harry, please let go of my arm.”
“You don’t need to know every little fucking thing that I do!”
“Harry, you’re holding it too—”
“You’re always fucking putting your nose where it doesn’t belong and—”
“Harry, you’re hurting me!”
. . .
“I’m sorry, Scout.”
“I know you are, Harry.”
“I didn’t mean to hurt you, babe.”
“I know you didn’t.”
“I just would like some privacy. Is that too much to ask for?”
“No, it’s not. I’m sorry for going through your papers without your permission. I’ll stay out of your things from now on.”
“Thank you. That’s all I ask.”
. . .
“Scout?”
“Yes?”
“I love you.”
“I know, Harry. I love you too.”
YOU ARE READING
Quiet { H S } ✓
Fiksi PenggemarHe’s fine. He’s going to be okay. He’ll get through this. He always does. Right? { s h o r t ~ s t o r y } F o r H a r r y S t y l e s. {Aʟʟ Rıɢʜᴛs Rᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ ’13 © LıᴛᴛʟᴇUʀᴄʜıɴ}
