Harry opened the door, holding it as I walked in, clutching my hand. I went into the kitchen, Harry not far behind.
I threw my stuff away. I began looking for the first aid kit.
Harry stopped me quickly. "Hey, hey, hey. What do you think you're doing?" He picked me up at my waist, placing me on the counter. "You stay put."
I stuck my tongue out at him. He did the same with more sass.
He began rummaging around the draws. "So is Steve really Jay's father?"
"Yes," I moaned. "It's not funny because Jay likes me." Harry moved to another draw. "Technically I'm not related to him so he thinks he has a chance of getting to me." I snorted. "Not like he would anyway."
"No he won't," Harry growled, "because I won't let him. Finally, I got it." He walked over to me with the first aid kit. He stood in between my legs, placing the kit on my lap and ripping it open.
"Hand please." I held it out as he started to clean it. I grimaced with disgust. "Sorry baby, but it's gotta be done."
"Just distract me," I mumbled.
"Ok, um. What do you wanna do today? We could meet Flynn, watch a movie or just stay here. Hopefully Sam won't mind."
"Something else . . . "
"We could go to a computer store because I kinda broke mine . . . " He rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
"What?! When?"
"When we heard our . . . " - he winced - " . . . argument."
"Oh."
Soon, Harry had finished with the first aid kit. I admired my bandaged wrapped hand while he placed the small bag beside me.
"Now . . . " He stood to his full height of 6'1". I was only 5'9" plus I was sitting down. He gazed into my eyes.
His mouth curled up into a smirk like he remembered something. He leaned down, breathing deeply, on my neck. "Astrid, you know I love you?" I just nodded, unable to reply.
He did this to me. Getting me so worked up that I can't reply. "Harry, Sammy will be back soon. She'll see us . . . "
"Let her see," he whispered, locking his lips onto my neck. He focused on just one part, where my neck met my collar bone. I gasped as he bit my neck gently, kissing afterwards. He did that over and over again before kissing it softly, one more time.
Now who's breathless.
"Aw, how sweet." I peered over Harry's shoulder to see Jay sneering at us, his arms crossed over his chest.
Harry turned, standing in front of me. He held his arms out protectively. "What are you doing here?" Harry growled quietly.
From over Harry's shoulder, I saw Jay enter the kitchen. "Uh, I live here. Why else would I be here?"
I gasped. Then that means . . . I'll be stuck with Jay. My breathing became uneven. I gripped Harry's arm, leaving marks from my nails.
"Well if you're living here, Astrid is not."
Jay smirked evilly. "We'll see about that." He called for his father who came almost immediately. "Dad, is he staying tonight?" Jay pointed at Harry. His voice didn't sound anything like it was before.
It was the same voice he used when we first met.
Harry spun around to face me as Jay and his father were busy talking.
Harry grabbed my shaking hands. "Don't worry," he rubbed my knuckles, "I'm not going to leave you while he's here. I promise."
"Astrid?" Steve called. Harry moved to my side. "Did your mother - "
"She's not my mother."
"Whatever. Did Sammy say your friend could stay tonight?"
"Yes," I replied calmly, "she did. Well I need to go so I'll see you guys later."
Jay glared at us. Harry glared back, growling.
"Come on," he said quickly, "let's get you to your room." I nodded hastily, still shaking as I slid off the counter. My legs wobbled and I tripped. But I didn't hit the floor. Harry caught me in his arms.
"That's it." He swung my body into his arms. One was holding my legs while the other was holding my back. I lay my head against his warm but hard chest.
"Thank you," I murmured. Harry walked up the stairs silently, holding me close to his chest.
He leaned down and pecked my lips. "Your welcome," he whispered, his voice quiet but husky. I smiled, taking in Harry's scent. It was husky, a wooden, mossy type of smell.
Harry opened my bedroom door and shut it with his foot. He placed me gently on my bed, wrapping the covers around me.
I immediately fell asleep, knowing Harry was there beside me.
