Dice 2 [h.s.]

XIX

"May flowers grow in the saddest parts of you."

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"I told you to run!" I shouted.

Quickly I slapped my hand over my mouth. I bit down on my palm as the three men standing on standby ran to Victor then dragged him out of the casino.

"You told her?" Harry turned to look at me with narrowed eyes.

"Victor gave me word he was coming to finish the job Leonardo never could. I'm sorry, I had to help you." Eliza put her arm down and sighed.

"Harry, I can explain." I walked towards him but he took a step back, closer to Eliza.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He glanced between me and Eliza.

"I begged her not to. You can't blame her." Eliza tried to step in but we both knew it was useless.

"Can you blame me, Harry? She saved me. She helped me just as much as you all did to take down Leonardo." I shrugged my shoulders.

"I just wish you had told me." Harry's jaw tensed.

"I didn't think you'd want to know I'm keeping the enemy alive." I smiled towards Eliza who nodded in return.

"Run as far as you can." Harry turned around and stiffened his posture.

I mouthed a thank you to Eliza before she nodded and ran off before Harry or I could see where she was going. He turned back around to me and sighed, his face falling into a tired stance.

"Never a dull day here, huh?" I smiled a sarcastic smile.

"Shut up." Harry grabbed my elbow and pulled me to him and placed his arm around my shoulders.

We walked out of the casino and locked it behind us. We went our separate ways in our cars but met back up when we pulled into the garage. I smiled, knowing that he had chosen me and proved to me that he was serious about it.

We entered the house and sat down on the couch beside the dining room. I smiled as I texted some people to bring over a christmas tree for us to decorate later. Harry had poured us each a glass of water when he sat beside me.

As we relaxed into the cushions, the doorbell rang. My stomach sank, knowing exactly who was at the door. But now comes the real test. Was he going to actually choose me or not?

Harry glanced down at me and nodded, standing up and marching towards the door. He swung it up and I turned around, seeing Natalie in the doorway. I gulped and held onto the couch cushion.

"I can't go there. I've been alone for three whole years. I'm not ready to be alone again." Natalie sniffled as she held her baby, which looked like a boy, on her hip.

The baby had brownish blonde hair, and green eyes just like Natalie. I felt my fingers digging into the cushion as Harry looked towards me then back at Natalie. I kept staring at the baby and couldn't help but remember me and Natalie's old talks of our future.

"So, how many babies do you want?" I asked with a big toothy smile, my lips nearly faltering from the excitement of Natalie talking about becoming a mother one day.

"I want two babies. One girl and one boy." Natalie nodded while squishing her teddy bear with her arms.

"What are their names?" I smiled again as I glanced down at the shared pizza we had ordered for dinner in the dorm room.

"Thomas and Amelia." Natalie smiled at the names she has had picked out since she was in elementary school, or so she says.

"I like Amelia. It's timeless." I laughed.