Fatima's P.O.V.
Before I could protest to Harry about me calling my mother and Vee he dashed of in a blink of an eye, leaving me dumbfounded. Can't wait till karma goes to that boy. I'm not tired at all since basically I was put to sleep or shall I say I fell unconscious. Instead of running of to find out where Harry went so I can continue my protest, I went to the bed, layed down, and thought of what my mom and Vee are doing. I turn to a clock next to the bed it's barely noon. Ugh. I get up in search of the remote I find it in a drawer with Harry's clothes. Hmmmm.... I really do need a shower but I don't have any other clothes besides the ones I have on. I guess Harry wouldn't mined if I borrowed some of his clothes. After grabbing some of Harry's clothes I head in search of a bathroom. I walked into the hallway and wondered around.
"What are you doing?" Harry asks from behind scaring the shit out of me.
"Looking for a bathroom so I can take a shower, and pray this is a fucked up dream." I snapped at him.
"Whatever you say, Angel. Bathroom is in that second door to the right."
Angel? "Why did you call me Angel?"
"I don't know. When I saw you at school yesterday you looked like an angel to me and you still do."
"Flirty bastard." I mumble as I walked to the bathroom.
I hear him chuckle. "So your calling me a flirty bastard eh?" He asks amused.
"Yep. It suits you well." I say turning around and giving him a sarcastic smile.
"When your done taking a shower come downstairs so you can eat something."
"Ok." I couldn't turn food down. I LOVE FOOD.
"You love food don't you?"
How the fudge cakes does he know this?
"Good job, Sherlock. What else do you know about me?"
"You told me yesterday, remember?"
Shit. Thats right he knows that because of the essay project. I feel so stupid.
"Whatever." I mumble and head into the bathroom and into the shower.
Whenever I'm in the shower I let my thoughts flow and that's exactly what I did letting the warm water go down my back. First I thought about my mother and Vee and then I thought about what Harry wants from me. I mean i am not important or anything.....or am I? I let that last thought linger for a moment after I got out of the shower feeling fresh and clean smelling like mens body wash and mens shampoo. I then got dressed up in Harry's sweats and white T-shirt that both fit me big as well as his boxers. Dont judge me I didn't have any clean underwear besides my bra. I headed back to the bedroom I woke up in this morning and combed my hair and layed down waiting for my master to come. Sure enough he came in a few minutes later.
"Are you gonna go eat or not?" He asks
"Whatever you want me to do master." I say sarcastically.
"First, flirty bastard now master what else are you gonna call me."
"Hmmmm.... I think both suit you well but I do believe 'bitch' suits you perfectly." I smile at him.
"I like your sense of humour Mrs. Grey, but if you must know tonight I want you to say here in my room all night. Now if I come back and you are not here I will find you. You have no idea what you mean to me."
His words take a moment to register only to leave me more confused than I already am.
"What exactly do I mean to you Harry?"
"Everything"
"What do you mean by everything?"
"Soon you'll find out."
"I hate you."
"And I love you. Now if you are not gonna go downstairs and eat I suppose I'll bring lunch up to you."
Woah. He love's me? What the hell he barely knows me for goodness sake! And I really don't think I'll fall for a stuck up crazy son of a bitch whom has me stuck in a beautiful hell cell which I persume is his home.
"This isn't a hell cell just so you know I do read your mind so I am aware of what you think all the time." Says Harry walking in with a tray containing my lunch.
"How can--"
"You'll find out soon love now eat. I'll be downstairs if you need anything." He says laying the tray on the bed and heading towards the door.
"Wait! Harry what do you mean you.......love me?" I asked before he left.
"I will tell you all you need to know when the time is right any other questions before I leave?"
"Yes, there is one question."
"Spill it out then, wont you."
Rude.
"Well am I gonna be here...... you know.....forever....with you?"
"I don't know yet." And with that he left.
What does he mean he doesn't know if im gonna be here with him forever? Something tells me im gonna be here for some time.
