HAVE A LITTLE FAITH: PART 2 (HARRY STYLES FANFIC)

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"What's wrong?" I ask in confusion...maybe I scratched her with my fingernail.

I don't see how that's even possible because I always keep my nails trimmed short.

"I have a cut on top of my head." She says as she lifts her fingers to the top of her head.

"Let me see." I say as I gently swat her hand away from the top of her head.

I try to see through the lather of shampoo but end up grabbing the sprayer to rinse her hair so I can see her scalp better. After the soap is rinsed from her hair; I look again and sure enough there is a cut about an inch long on top of her head. Even with my careful movements, the cut starts to ooze a little bit of blood. I grit my teeth as I look at the cut and I'm thankful that Faith has her back to me so she doesn't see the pissed off look on my face right now.

This cut is because my drunken mother smashed a wine bottle against the fridge and a piece of the glass cut into my girls head. I am so damn mad but I don't want to let any of that anger out right now. This time in the tub with Faith has been the most peaceful time the two of us have shared together in what feels like a while.

I lean forward and press a kiss against her cut and my lips continue to kiss a slow path over her wet hair until I reach the shell of her ear where I press a final kiss before reaching up and grabbing Faiths conditioner off the shelf. I carefully comb the conditioner through her long hair and after twisting her hair neatly against the back of her neck; I leave the conditioner set on her hair as I begin washing her body.

I don't get the luxury of washing her quite as slowly as she washed me because the water is starting to get cold. I pull the plug to drain the water as I use the sprayer to rinse the conditioner from her hair and then shut the water off as I rise from the tub. After securing a towel around my hips; I hold a towel open to Faith as she stands in the tub waiting for me.

"Bring me that sexy body." I joke as she steps out of the tub and she giggles as I wrap the towel around her.

Faith and I don't bother getting dressed; we end up just flopping down on my bed after I rip the dirty blankets off and toss them on the floor. It's a little after nine and I am flipping through the channels to find something to watch when Faiths phone starts ringing. I glance over my shoulder to see her make no move to answer it but when I glance over and see Callie's name on the caller ID I pick her phone up and hand it to her.

"It's Callie." I say as I hand her the phone.

"Hey Callie." Faith says happily as she answers the call.

"Um...well I was kind of hoping to stay home and be lazy today." She says into receiver as she looks at me.

"Yeah...can Landon come at least?...Why?...Uh...let me see what he says, hold on for second." Faith tells Callie as she covers the phone with her hand.

"What's wrong?" I ask in confusion.

"Nothing, she wants me to meet her for breakfast." She says with a shrug. "I get the feeling she needs to talk." She whispers in a lower voice as she wiggles her eyebrows at me.

"So go." I say lightly.

"You don't mind?"

"Your friend needs you." I chuckle.

"I won't be gone long." She offers.

"Take your time babe." I say as I lean over and kiss her cheek before getting out of bed to put some clothes on; if she's leaving I don't see the point in laying around in a towel all day.