Where Do Broken Hearts Go? | Unexpected Series Book One

Chapter 4: Inappropriate Hard On's And Sarcastic Mothers

Harry's POV

I bury my face into my pillow, and try as I might, desperately try to ignore my head as it urges me to wake up.  I roll over onto my back and throw an arm across my face, hoping it will block out the light of the sun.  My nose detects a slight, unfamiliar smell of something sweet.  I lift my arm slightly and squint as I see a small, dark blot on my forearm.  I gingerly sniff at it and realise its chocolate topping and I can't help but smile at the memory it triggers.

Ice cream for dinner.

I lace my fingers together and rest them under the back of my head.

Beth was...well...friendly enough.  I guess considering a stranger had just rocked up on her doorstep baring food for her, it could have gone ass up.  Even though I am well known, I'm still essentially a stranger to her.  But she still welcomed me in and I'm so glad she did. 

I found her to be gracious, humorous, quietly reserved but she had moments of quirkiness and funny facial expressions, both of which I found to be endearing.  She intrigued me though.  Like I had only just scraped the surface of who she really was.  Granted I was only there for a short amount of time, but...there was something about her...I just wanted to know...well, more.

My curiosity was inexplicably drawing me to her.

Her kids are hysterical, especially her daughter Chloe.  She seems very smart and sassy...and she let me know in no uncertain terms that Niall is her favourite, even if I did bring her ice cream.  I wonder if she gets her sassiness from her mother?

Jamie, the younger boy seems very certain of himself, what he definitely likes and dislikes, and clearly has an immense love for food...he and Niall would get on like a house on fire.

Her oldest though, Nick, seems to keep to himself.  Not a lot to say...I wonder if that's just his personality or there's more to it?

The thought of them all makes me smile even more, knowing that I'll see them again this evening.

Beth didn't seem to particularly mind that I had invited myself for dinner. 

I mentally face palm myself. 

I realise I didn't really give her an opportunity to say no though.  Did I railroad her into it?  I think she would have said no if she really didn't want me there.

At least I hope so.

I can't say for sure why it makes me feel happy and excited to be seeing them again.  I mean, Beth's a lot older, shit, she's probably close to my own mum's age if I'm honest.  I don't see her in a sexual way at all.  Don't get me wrong, Beth's really pretty...attractive, definitely has some curves, judging by the way her jeans hugged her thighs and her ass.  And she is very blessed in the...

"Fuck!" I suddenly stop myself.

Okay, she's attractive but that's it. 

I can certainly appreciate a female without it being anything more than just that. 

Appreciation.

I rub my eyes with one of my hands, as if it will help clear my thoughts.

I really want to get to know what's inside her.  What makes her the person she is?  Her life story...likes, dislikes.  Why is she here?  I want to get to know HER and I can't quite explain why...why I'm so drawn to her.

I sit bolt upright.

She's a mother with three children. 

There was no man with her last night.  Or at the supermarket.