6 am. 6am Harry shows up at my doorstep. In all honesty after last night I kind of didn't want to see him. He basically told him that he was wasting his time with me. That Jess getting beat up was my fault, but I guess in a way maybe it was, but I wouldn't go as far as saying I was wasting my time with him.
I emerge from my bedroom in my sweatpants, and a tank top. My hair in a lazy ponytail which looked like I was dragged from the back of the car, and I didn't even bother trying to mess with it. Harry's hair is visible behind a huge teddy bear, the stuffed fur unable to tower over his large frame. Lowering it from his face, he had the biggest puppy eyes i've ever seen.
"I'm an idiot..." He whispers, making me laugh. "I shouldn't have blamed you for the thing that happened with Jess, it was stupid of me. And I am most definitely not wasting my time with you, that shouldn't have even thought to be said. I'm sorry. Forgive me?"
My hands reach for the larger set of his, pulling him inside, and accidentally making him drop the bear. I instantly felt his lips on mine, the familiar, and welcomed burn flowing throughout ever nerve as his hands grip my waist, pulling me into his chest.
"You are an idiot..." I whisper against his lips. "Where is Jess?"
"He's sleeping in the car. I came here to get you." His words confuse me. Harry took hold of the giant bear, and places it neatly on my couch. "Jess, and I have to fly home." He whispers, a hint of remorse filling his words.
"Home?"
"Yeah, it's time to say goodbye." He smiles weakly. Instantly, I remember who he is talking about. My feet carry me to his large frame, wrapping myself around his neck. My lips connect with his cheek, before nuzzling myself further into his neck.
"Wait, then why are you here?" I ask.
"Come with us. She'll love to see you."
I nod my head as I agree to fly out of country with Harry, and his son.
***
The plane ride there wasn't as long as I had thought it would be. I'm not entirely sure what time it was because Harry's truck doesn't have clock, but it was dark.
Jess was asleep in the back, and I was dozing off, until I felt Harry grab my hand. When I glance at him, I noticed a single tear fall from his eye as he continued looking straight, watching the road. I didn't say anything, instead just tightening my grip on his hand, placing a light kiss on the back. That's when his eyes met mine, a small smile taking over his features.
"Thank you." He mouths. I just smile back at his sad features, unwilling to address the at the moment. We pulled up to a stop light, one of the first i've seen since being in England. "I really am sorry." He laughs.
Harry's head drops as he plays with his hands in his lap, running a hand through his curls.
"I told you it was alright. We both said stupid things."
"I thought you left me yesterday." He admits, continuing to drive once the light changed.
"I didn't leave you. I won't leave you."
"Good. I plan on falling in love with you, and that would be a lot harder if you left."
All I could do was smile.
***
We pull finally pull into his brother's driveway. Harry had arranged for us to stay here while we visit. His brother agreed considering he was the only one living in the three bedroom house. Harry, and I agree that all three of us have been through enough to sleep alone, that we will all share a room.
"Welcome, little brother." Jake smiles, opening the door wide enough for me to carry the bags inside. Harry was carrying Jess's sleeping body into the house, nodding to his brother to show him acknowledgment.
I follow Harry into a room close to the back of the house, letting the bags slip from my shoulders, off to the end of the bed.
Harry lays Jess on the bed, covering him with the blanket. The sight sends tingles all over my body. Harry really does care about Jess, and he has since the first day of meeting him, and it was cruel of me to attempt to take that away from him. I think that's what makes them such a good team.
"Thanks for letting us stay here, Jake." I smile, returning from the bedroom, Harry close behind.
"No problem. I'm just glad Harry asked." He smiles. He looked nothing like Harry. His eyes were blue, and dull. Unlike Harry's who were green, and full of life. While Harry was tall, around 6'3, Jake was a bit taller than me. Maybe 5'11, but nowhere near Harry's height. "Well, Haz." His eyes turning their attention to the beautiful man beside me. I couldn't help but smile as I felt the familiar warmth of Harry's arms wrap around my waist, pulling me into his side, and causing me to cuddle into his chest.
"Are you going to introduce me to your..."
"Family." He smirked sarcastically. I hate family tension.
"Yeah, that."
"Well, there's not much to say. You remember Janissa from when we were small, and that's my son I just brought into the room." He explains.
"Wait, you two had a kid?" Jake crosses his arms, looking at us through hooded eyes as if it was the strangest thing he has ever heard.
"No." We say in unison.
"He's just my kid." Harry finishes. "It's a long story."
"And i'm guessing you two are together?"
My eyes meet Harry's as he looks down at me. His lips pull into a smile, which made his dimples prominent, his new lip ring making the smile look more seductive then most likely intended.
"Yes." He simply answers for us, keeping eye contact. Jake laughs at our moment, kind of ruining it if you ask me, and asks if we are hungry. I nod my head, and walk to the kitchen to help him prepare while Harry tries to wake up Jess, and change his clothes.
Jake hands me mittens, and asks me if I could get the casserole from the oven, while he sets the table, and grabs the drinks. When I see him pull out a bottle of Jack Daniels, my stomach turns, my mind instantly replaying to the night Harry was drinking at the counter. Once Harry and Jess emerge from the hallway, we all sit down, as we say a short prayer, and begin eating.
"When did you get the new jewelry?" Jake asks Harry, causing all three of us smile. I'm not exactly sure why, but I guess the memory does have a some sort of humor to it.
"A little while ago."
"I got mine done too!" Jess shout from excitement.
***
All of us are in the waiting room, waiting for visiting hours to begin. Harry's hand is wrapped around mine gently, but I can tell he is trying to stay strong. Something about the way his eyes look cold, and the way his breath has been uneven tells me he is ready to break down at any second. I would be to if I were about to lose the only family I had ever known. We were finally allowed to see her, Harry hesitantly stepped forward into the room, holding onto me and Jess for dear life.
"We're right here." I whisper to him, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. He smiles, and proceeds to the small body before him. Her body looked skinny, and weak, all the color seeming to have drained from her skin.
"Harry?" The weak voice questions, her weakening features attempting to pull into a beaming smile.
"Hi, Mum."
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Fanfiction"Stop being so innocent! It's boring." Harry mocked me. "And how am I supposed to do that?" All playfulness from his face has disappeared. "Let me teach you." At first, my thought was no. An immediate no. I've known Harry my whole life, this would b...
