Cold. (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Twenty-Three- My Promise

HARRY'S POV

        "You're home late," Niall notes when I walk through the door.

        I groan tearing off the t-shirt I was wearing. Dolor practically ripped it to shreds back there. I tried my best not to make many sounds so that the fans didn't hear anything. But that was almost impossible. Unfortunately I wasn't able to kill the bastard. He got away at the last second. That pissed me off. Maybe I could've gone after him, but I decided not to. I needed to protect Gracie, and that meant I had to swallow my pride from losing and check to see if she was alright. Plus, she's my...girlfriend. It was still weird to say to myself let alone speaking it.

        I didn't even bother to glare at Niall; how could I? He kept Gracie safe when I flipped out. "Was I really bad?"

        Niall shrugs. "She seemed to take it pretty well,"

        "Sarcasm is not appreciated at this point in time,"

        Niall gave me a small smile. "It isn't; she really wasn't that scared. She was more scared for you than toward you."

        I shook my head in disbelief. "What a strange girl,"

        "She's in the guest room,"

        "Could've put her in my room," I roll my eyes and head up to the guest room. No way was I going to have her sleep in there. My room was more comfortable at any rate. When I opened the door she slept soundlessly in the bed. I smiled a little walking towards her.

        Small sighs escaped her pretty pink mouth. I really wanted to kiss that mouth at the moment. I shook my head. No time now for those kinds of thoughts. I picked her up gently and held her to my chest. She looked so fragile and delicate. I moved slowly so very careful not to wake her as I made my way to my room. Carefully I set her on my bed and I immediately realized she was wearing just my Green Day t-shirt and underwear. I flushed for a moment covering her up with the covers. Before I could leave to go to the guest room her eyes fluttered open instantly.

        "Harry?"

        "Yeah, it's me,"

        She bolted out of bed and threw her arms around my neck. Startled I took a step back and allowed her to sob into my naked chest.

        "I-I was s-so worried," She was sobbing. I felt guilty for making her worry so much about me. I encircled my arms around her hoping to keep her comfort. I didn't say anything, I just held her. I knew she was scared this whole time. Of me getting hurt, of Dolor hurting her. The thought made my protective grip tighten around her just a little bit.

        "Gracie," I cooed petting her head with a smile.

        "J-Just let me hold you for awhile," She sniffed.

        I chuckled just a little bit before pressing my lips to her temple. "You know you're only in a shirt and underwear right?"

        She pulled back a little wiping her tears and narrowing her eyes at me. "In all honesty I don't care, Harry."

        I raise my eyebrows. "But you were all shy before, it was really cute," I pinched her cheek softly hoping to have her crack that smile that brought the warmness I was starting to sorta like spread throughout my chest.

        A ghost of one touched her lips. "Are you alright, Harry?"

        I nod wiping the remaining of her tears from her eyes. "Yes, I'm perfectly fine."