365 Days | H.S (ON HOLD)

365 Days | Chapter 32

The next morning I woke up earlier than Lexi. Her face was nuzzled against my neck and her lips were parted as she breathed calmly. I tried not to move too much as I looked down at her. It was a relief seeing her so calm and peaceful, not broken and in tears. I wanted her to be happy. So bad.

Fifteen minutes passed, but Lexi didn't wake up and my body began feeling restless. With careful movements I crawled out of bed, making sure Lexi still was laying comfortable before I left. It was eight o'clock, and a yawn left my lips as I walked through the hall towards the livingroom.

''Oh, Harry''.

I looked up, finding Bruce sitting at the couch in front of me with a book in his hands and Honey laying beside him. I smiled at him, before settling down at the armchair beside him.

''Good morning'', I responded, ''Judie and the rest of the family is still asleep, huh?''.

''They are, yes'', Bruce nodded before he looked down back at the book.

I immediately felt that something wasn't completely right, and me being .. me, I blamed it on myself. Something wasn't fully right, because of me. Probably. Maybe not. But probably.

None of us said anything, and I moved in my seat by the awkward silence while looking around in the room, almost regretting that I had left Lexi and Lexis bed in the first place. But still, I didn't say a word. Neither did Bruce.

''You slept with Lexi?''.

Oh my god, what? My heart dropped as I looked back at Bruce and his eyes were staring. Is that what they think? Us having sex? Me using her?

''What? No, no no sir, no never'', I panicked.

But Bruce began laughing, lowly. He placed away the book before laying back and looking back at the panicked and confused me.

''I mean't like sleeping in a bed, beside each other'', Bruce informed, ''nothing else, it's not like you have another place to actually sleep anyway'', he laughed and I swallowed the panic down my throat, not being able to respond with anything but a relieved sigh, ''I know you're a good young man, don't worry'', he then smiled.

''Thank you'', I spoke, ''a-and yes we share her bed''.

''Okay. As long as you don't do anything physical'', he warned with irony, but I knew he wasn't kidding, ''I don't know if Judie is totally fine with it, but I don't really bother since..'', he looked down at his hands, a calm smile forming on his lips, ''Lexi seems very .. calm and feeling good lately'', I smiled, ''It's been a .. while since last time she was like that'', he continued.

''Why so?''

Bruce sighed and looked back up at me with his soft blue eyes.

''There has been a accident and she has blamed herself for it all'', Bruce spoke, ''but I still believe that was that.. Clyde's fault from the start'', he shook his head in disbelief.

''He's not the best type of person'', I agreed and Bruce chuckled.

''Very true''.

I began remembering the last time me and Bruce had a conversation by ourselves, and the time he told me about his photographs. ''The only ones we managed to save''. I did not understand.

''What happened?'', I asked.

Something flashed in Bruces eyes and he sighed.

''Oh, it was such long time ago...'', he tried to change subject, trail off from it, but I felt his own need to speak about it.