"Make yourself comfortable." I tell Harry, motioning him into my room. I watch as he saunters his way inside, his hands in his coat pockets as he looks around. I luckily cleaned up over the weekend and it's now more organized. No clothes scattered on the floor and my bed is made, while a few more pictures are hung on the wall. I added a black and white canvas that has the scenery of London, and Harry's gaze immediately lands on it. He smiles softly, tilting his head as he stared at it before pointing at it.
"I like this."
"Me too." I close my bedroom door, shrugging my jacket off and moving to hang it back in my closet. Harry pulls his coat off, holding it in his hand like he's unsure of where to put it and I smile in amusement.
"You can hang it on the chair." I nod my head towards the computer chair and he smiles thankfully, hanging it on the back. He sinks down to the edge of my bed, leaning over and resting his elbows against his knees. I kick my shoes off, moving around my room to grab a pair of shorts and a comfortable t-shirt. I can feel Harry watching me the whole entire time and I pause to glance over my shoulder at him before going into the restroom.
"I'm going to change real quick, you can turn on the TV if you want." I point to the remote near the nightstand and Harry reaches for it, his shirt rising on his torso when he does. I tear my eyes away just as he points the remote to the TV on the opposite side of the room against the wall, his gaze darting to me quickly.
"I think I can figure out how to use it, go change." He nods his head towards the bathroom and I pivot on my heel, walking into the restroom and closing the door behind me. I quickly peel off my jeans and blouse to exchange it for my cotton shorts and my too large t-shirt. Kicking my clothes to the corner of the restroom when I finish, I step back out to see Harry lying back on my bed, holding himself up by his elbows. His eyes slide to me the moment I walk out the door, landing on my bare legs almost instantly. Just as fast as he had looked, he tears his eyes away to send me a friendly grin.
"So, you want your manicure now?" He asks and I smile, laughing at the way he's overly grinning.
"I'm surprised you know what it's even called." I arch an eyebrow, moving to my nightstand and kneeling down. I open the last drawer, where I have various different color nail polishes along with the remover and cotton balls.
"I do have a sister and mum, you know." He points out. "You're forgetting I pretty much lived with women my entire life."
"What about your dad?" I turn around, my eyebrows drawing together when I realize we've never discussed his father. Not once when we talked about our families did he ever bring him up. I think he might have mentioned him once so briefly but he never went into detail about him.
He sits up, using his hands to hold him up now as his tongue pokes out to lick his bottom lip. "He was never around. Him and my mum separated when I was three so we're not exactly close."
"Didn't you spend weekends together though? Morgan's parents are divorced and her parents had shared custody...yours didn't?" I say quietly, realizing I'm probably being super nosey. But I'm just too curious.
"My dad didn't want custody. Just visits." He shrugs and I find it so odd how he actually looks unbothered by it. "I was young when they divorced so I barely even knew him. It didn't bother me that he didn't want custody."
I frown at him as he looks down at his fingers, suddenly finding an interest in them. "But you're older now. You don't hold a grudge towards him?"
He purses his lips, seemingly thinking really hard about my question before he slowly shakes his head. "Not really. I mean, he's my dad and I love him because well, I'm unconditionally required too." He winces at his words but continues. "We've never been close but as I did get older he called more. Spoke to me more often. I didn't care about visits like Gemma did, I've always been glued to my mum. So I'm perfectly fine with the relationship we have."
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Fanfiction* * Sequel to His Hostage: Don't read if you haven't read book 1! * * Now that Zayn's locked up and the media is dying down, Emmeline and Harry are given a fresh new start. With both attending the same college and the new friendship and growing roma...