Have A Little Faith (Harry Styles FanFic)

50-I'm Not Okay(I Promise)

ARTIST: My Chemical Romance       SONG: I'm Not Okay (I Promise)

..."...But you really need to listen to me...Because I'm telling you the truth...I mean this, I'm okay!..."...

It doesn't take long for the two of us to fall asleep and when her alarm goes off at nine, I'm surprised I'm not as sore as I thought I would be because I forgot to take one of my pills last night. 

By the time we eat breakfast and I drink two cups of coffee before Faith gives me my shower, it's almost eleven in the morning.

"You want to go in the living room and watch some TV while I do a few things before I have to leave for work?" She asks as she combs my hair.

I could comb my hair myself but when I told her that, she just swatted my hand away and took over the task.

I'm not complaining, it feels good.

I was enjoying her combing my hair so much, that when she asked me the question, I was practically drooling from being so relaxed.

"What do you have to do?" I ask after I open my eyes and look up at her.

"I need to put a load of clothes in the washer and fold the towels in the dryer and do a couple of other little things."

"You don't have to do all that, you know. Dad and I managed just fine before you came around."

"I know...I just want to do my part around here." She says sadly as she pushes me into the living room.

Shit...I think I hurt her feelings.

"Hey, come here pretty girl." I call over my shoulder before she can leave the room. 

Faith comes over to stand in front of me and I reach out and pull her onto my lap before kissing her cheek and then looking at her. 

"I'm sorry, if what I said, hurt your feelings. I didn't mean it that way. I know you want to do your part around here but I don't want you to think you have to do everything. Okay pretty girl?"

"Okay." She smiles.

"Go on then, go wash your dirty underwear." I joke and she kisses my cheek before leaving the room.

By the time Faith comes back into the living room, it's ten after one which means she will have to leave in about a half an hour. 

She stands in front of me with a bottle of water in one hand and one of my pills in the other hand with an expectant look on her face.

"You better take this. You didn't take one last night." She says as I roll my eyes but I do as I'm told and take the pill. 

She places the bottle of water on the stand and pulls my cellphone out of her pocket and hands it to me before saying: 

"It's still turned off but it's charged. I'll only be ten minutes away in case you have an emergency."

"I'll be fine, now come here and make out with me until you leave me." I chuckle and she laughs as she settles herself on my lap.

She is wearing a pair of black jeans that almost fit her right but if her ass looks good in them, I'll never know because she has on a long baggy t-shirt. Her hair is pulled in a tight ponytail and she has on her 'mask' today. I notice that her black makeup seem to be extra heavy today but maybe I just think that because I am getting used to her will little, to no makeup, the longer she lives here.