Our Little Secret (h.s.) // editing

"It's Only A Week..."

~Janissa~

Our laughter filled the air as Harry continued his brutal attack on my ribs. I absolutely hated being tickled, but I never minded when Harry did it. This is what he does to me. I never know whether to love the feeling, or fear it all together.

"Harry! I really have to go!" I plead, trying to remove myself from his grip, but he would not have it. "Harold Edward!" He stopped immediately, squinting his eyes to make an 'angered' expression.

"So, that's how you're going to play, huh." That stupid smirk has not fell from his lips since we came downstairs.

"I really have to leave. I am already late." His large hands released his grip on me, making me miss the feeling a bit more than I had expected. My pure lay on the floor with all, well, most of my things on the floor. Tampons, perfume, my wallet, and keys were all sprawled out all over the floor.

"Awe," Harry cooed, "Is my baby bleeding?"

"No, you jerk. But she is late." He shook his head, smiling. I bent down to retrieve my things, trying to hide my tampons from his wandering eyes. With no such luck, Harry was by my side helping me pick up the embarrassing blood stoppers. When all of my things were picked up, Harry's eyes fell to the floor, worry washing over me. "Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, umm. I have to talk to you when you get home." He smiled, failing to hide an emotion I could not pick up.

"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, just... We will talk when you get home. Have a nice day, babe." He placed a small kiss on my cheek, "I love you..."

"I love you , too." His smiled appeared, causing two prominent dimples as he whispered disappeared into the bathroom.

***

The kids were absolutely crazy today, and I have no idea why. Molly hit Samantha, Tyler was eating glue, and Jess... Jess just seems to not care. Since his new the new child, Anthony, signed up they have been attached at the hip. Jess says that they are friends from school, and I am just hoping he is not one of the ones who did a number on Jess's face.

He swears that he is not, but I still get worried, so does Harry. Yeah, acts like a real 'bad ass', but I like to think of him like a lollipop. Not in the perverted way, but on the outside he is all harsh, and tough, but once you get through to the real Harry, he is like a giant teddy bear, and I love him.

Jess's face has cleared up for the most part, all the bruises, and scrapes are gone, but he now has a small scar on his bottom lip. I know for a fact that Harry was a lot angrier than he lead on. If I wanted to kill the kids that hurt him, then I can only imagine what Harry was thinking.

As I am lost in thought, a bright light catches my attention, startling me. Well, that was until I realized it was just the reflection on Jess's earrings. Another thing Harry had done. He's is a crazy person. I still can not get over the fact that Harry let him get his ear pierced along with Harry's lip.

***

When we arrive home, the house is empty, meaning Harry is probably still at the coffee shop. Jess runs right into the kitchen, sitting at the table with his book-bag.

"Whatcha doing?" I asked amused at what I assume was his 'thinking face'. His tongue was sticking out over his top lip as his hands were lost in his hair.

"Math homework." He answers. 

"Why didn't you do it at the daycare?"

I walk to the fridge, pouring Jess a glass of orange juice as I wait for an answer.

"I was playing with Anthony, silly." He smiles. I was going to ask him what was more important, his friends or his future, then I remembered he is only nine years old. I am just glad he made a friend. I place the glass in front of him, as Harry walks through the door. "Harry!" Jess jumps from the table spilling the orange juice everywhere, into his father's arms. I silently clean the mess, accepting a kiss from Harry.

Jess returns to the table as Harry pulls me to the side.

"Hey," He breaths, stealing another kiss.

"Hello, there."

"Right, okay," He ran a hand through his hair, chewing on his lip ring. "I need to take a small trip back home." His eyes fell to the floor once again. His hand found mine, grasping it in him. "Mom has passes," He whispered almost inaudible. "I need to help plan for the viewing and stuff like that."

"I am so sorry, Harry."

He sends me a weak smile, kissing the back of my hand.

"We all knew it was coming." He smiles. "Right, um, I was wondering if you wanted to come. I asked Jess last night if he wanted to come, he does. But what about you?"

"Babe, I can try to get off work, but I don't think they will let me."

"It is only a week, and I really don't want to spend it without you. I can't spend it without you, not this time. I am not strong right now." His voice is almost broken, and it kills me on the inside.

"I will try. I promise, okay? But for now, your son need help with his multiplication tables."

(It is not long, but I think I am getting sick.... ): ... But I got a new phone today. Leave in the comments: Do you think Janissa can get off work? Who do you think Anthony really is? Will Harry and Jess leave Janissa for a week, by herself? DUN DUN DUN!!! I will update soon, Pinky Promise ! 

-T Xx)