Red (Finished)

The Question

Rachel's POV

I roll over in my bed pushing my hair out of my face looking over at my clock to see the time. 2:30 pm. What time did I finally get to sleep last night? I yawn pulling the blankets off my body to find myself in a swimsuit. That's when I remember the mornings events. 

Waking up Harry. Swimming with Harry. Kissing Harry. My hand makes it way up to my lips as they begin to tingle again. A guy had never had this effect on me before...ever.

I climbed out of my bed my bare feet coming into contact with the cold wood flooring. I walked toward my windows opening them up to let some light in. As I slowly made my way down the hallway I made eye contact with Jayden who was sitting in his crib playing with his toy truck.

"Rachie!" his face lights up standing up in the crib.

"Hi JayJay. Are you ready to get out?" I question walking into the room as he puts his arms up with a nod. I lean over unlatching the railing and he instantly wraps his small arms around my neck.

"You were asleep for a long time Rachie." he says as we make our way down the hallway toward the stairs.

"I was huh?" I chuckle leaving a kiss on his forehead.

"Did you sleep okay? Did you dream?" he says as I make my way down the steps into the living room.

"Yeah I---"I look up as his piercing green eyes catch mine.

"Harry's here." Aunt Rebecca walks into the room a bottle of water in her hand.

"Thank you, Rebecca." Harry gives a cheeky smile accepting the water.

"Harry!" Jayden pushes off my body and running off in Harry's direction.

"Hey Jayden. How's my favorite lad?" Harry leans down picking up Jayden and sitting him on his lap. As Jayden and Harry begin to engage in a conversation about power rangers I take the opportunity to talk to my aunt. I silently excuse myself before making my way into the kitchen.

"Hi sweetie? Do you want a sandwich or something?" she says nonchalantly slapping a piece of ham onto a slice of rye bread.

"What is he doing here?" I ignore her question walking to the fridge, grabbing a water bottle and taking a large drink.

"I let him in." she says adding mustard to the sandwich.

"Well obviously, but why?" I begin making myself a grilled cheese sandwich.

"He showed up at the door about twenty minutes ago saying that he needed to talk to you. And I told him you were still asleep but I'd wake you up but he said that he wanted to let you sleep, so I invited him in for coffee." she explains topping off her sandwich and putting it on a plate.

"He--he wants to talk to m--me?" I stutter as I feel my cheeks heat up. Is he going to ask me to be his---

"I knew it." she grins turning toward me.

"Knew what?" I put my head down hiding the blush on my cheeks.

"You totally like him Rachel." she says kind of loud.

"Aunt Rebecca...shush." I put a finger up to my lips.

"You do don't you." she pushes and I give a small nod a smile forming on my lips as the pink tint comes back. "Aww. Rachel. I told you." she says becoming extremely girly.

"Please don't do that."

"Do what?" she says.

"Go all girly like on me. It's not that big of a deal." I jump up on the counter popping a potato chip into my mouth.