Denial

ch. 24

Harry's Pov.

The date was nice. Emily is a very genuine and sweet person who is just looking out for her best friend.
The whole night was spent grieving over the "loss" of her best friend. In all honesty I don't fucking know why Scarlett reacted the way she did, but it seemed to me that she was in some ways, jealous.

It was nice having a stable friendship with her, but I snapped out of it. I can't fucking let her family get away with my fathers death. They wanted him dead because of her cheating and manipulative mother and that's what they got. The queen doesn't know who I am, she never knew my father had a son, let alone two kids. My mother had died giving birth to me and that left myself and my sister feeling abandoned.

My father was so invested in his work, that when he was introduced to the queen it was like an escape from his job-aholic life.

I knew that he had someone new and it bothered me, but that's all I knew. My father never payed much attention to us but he was a great father. He did the best he could and now I have to re-pay him. That's what I'm here for and I can't forget it.

"You okay?" Emily says while she lays on top of me throwing me a smile. Yeah I know this might look bad, but last night was sort of hectic and we were drunk so, here we are, naked under a duvet of covers.

"Never better" I say leaning over to her head and planting a sweet kiss.

She smiles and hums. I look over to the night stand and pick up my phone with my free hand. 8am, I have to get up and go check up on Scarlett. Joy. It is my job though, and I could get fired if anything were to happen to her. And I can't afford that right now.

I lift my arm up from under Emily's head and she groans with a scowl taking up her face.

"Sorry but I have to get up babe. Got a princess to attend too unfortunately" I say. Stress overcomes her facial expression and she falls back down on the bed, her hands over her face.

"What do I do Harry? She's my best friend, and after last night, I did just do what she was angry about." She asks in a very worried tone. God why can't women just stop overthinking stuff. They'll end up being friends again anyways, that's how they all are. So I don't get why she's so stressed. It's all really annoying.

"Figure it out? I don't know really, she's a tough one so good luck" I say in a rush. I look over to her one last time before heading out, and she wasn't too happy. I'll deal with it later.

As I make my way over, I start passing a bagel shop and then it hits me. She's angry, and she won't be very happy to see me. Maybe a bagel would help? Maybe lighten the mood up a bit? Plus, what's a guest if I don't bring something to help ease the tension that would explode if I just appear without explanation. Yeah, bagels it is.

The crisp air hits me as I walk out of the shop, I stop by my car and just stand there. The air breezing by and the sound of the crunching leaves that takes over my senses in harmony, is amazing. I sigh and open the door and sit down. I place the bag of bagels on the passengers seat and turn on the radio. Coldplay starts playing and I close my eyes and tilt my head back on the seat.

"Now for the storm ahead" I whisper to myself as I pull out of the parking lot.

I pull up to her house only to find another car that isn't hers in the driveway. Interesting, didn't know she made other "friends" while she's been here. Time to find out.

I step on to her porch with the bag of bagels in my left hand and knock on the heavy door. I look down at the welcoming mat waiting for Scarlett to open the door, and to my surprise the one to open the door is definitely not Scarlett.

I frown and tilt my head a bit to the left. The one to open the door was a tall, yet somewhat stubby male frame. He seemed to be my age and he was blond. I honestly didn't know what to think, I was more confused than anything.

"Hey man, Is uh- Scarlett here?" I ask to the guy just standing there. He looks me up and down then smirks. Prick.

"This is her house right? Who are you anyway?" He asks in a rude manner.

"I'm Harry, Scarlett's bodyguard" I state. He looks at me then starts to bust out in laughter.

"Sure buddy. But yeah, I'll go get Scarlett" he chuckles while stepping aside and letting me in. I can't shake this guy, he's a fucking prick and I need to find out who the fuck he is. But I can't cause a scene her and now, especially with Scarlett around so I just let it go.

I sit down on the nearest couch and watch as whoever this guy is walk up the stairs towards her room.
We've only been here for over a month and she's already got a fuck buddy? Knew she got around but I didn't know that she was this fast.

You really shouldn't be talking, you did just sleep with her best friend last night

Oh piss off I mentally scowl to my subconscious.
But it's not wrong. So I'll let her be, for now.

I hear footsteps coming down the stairs and might I say, that body is a sight for sore eyes.

She comes down wearing a silk night gown, that I might say you can tell that its a little breezy in here. I smirk and she watched my expression to her and she just rolls her eyes.

I bet I can make those pretty brown eyes roll back for me in bed too

"Don't get too excited styles. Why are you here anyway?" She asks almost in an innocent manner with her cooing big brown eyes. Fuck what's wrong with me?

"Can't I stop by to visit the oh so lovely princess herself?" I ask in a taunting manner. I smirk with the famous dimple smirk and I know I got to her. She crosses her legs and starts to stutter. Score.

"Fuck off Harry, w-why the hell are you here?" She says in a more pushy tone.

I look over to the bagels set by me and I grab the bag. I look at her while holding it up and wiggle my eyebrows.

"Care for some breakfast?" I ask.

"Poisoning me can get you life in a dungeon you know?" She taunts while folding her arms. Only turning me on.

"As inviting as that sounds, they're just bagels princess" I say and wink as I get up heading to the kitchen.

I look over at her and I see her roll her eyes in disgust. Dont worry princess, I'll destroy your family soon enough.

Scarlett's Pov.

Who the fuck does he think he is?! He can be so charming and annoying it really gets on my nerves. I can't stay down for long because I have Justin upstairs waiting so this has to go by quick.

I had to go to Justin, he was the only one who I felt I could actually talk too and one thing led to another and you know the rest. It was heaven really, he took so much care and was so delicate. I wouldn't trade the feeling for anything.

But Harry, he's different. I have these hot flashes of what I imagine he could do to me. How well he'd take care of me, how his muscular tall frame would look over or even under me. How big his-

Damit Scarlett's snap out of it before he gets back! You can't seem vulnerable to that asshole.

I shrug it off as I see him come back with a plate that consisted of two hot bagels.

He walks over around the coffee table and sits down, motioning me towards them to grab one.

"Don't worry princess, I don't bite. Not unless you want me too." he says, smirking at me. Damn that smirk, those dimples. I can feel myself drool, snapping myself out of it and reaching for a bagel.

You don't and won't affect me styles, take my word for it.