The movie they watched, The Notebook, was over. Harry didn't even want to watch it, but Odd pulled that adorable puppy face, he just couldn't say no to her, so they watched it, even though he kept making jokes about everything the characters said.
He looked next to him at Odd, and found her sound asleep on the couch, her arms tightly wrapped around his torso and drool all over his shirt. She looked so peaceful, so beautiful, he didn't have the heart to wake her up, so he just covered her body with the blanket next to him and went to stand up. But then she grabbed his arm and pulled him back down, mumbling a quiet "stay" and hugging his body tightly, as if she never wanted to let him go.
Harry smiled to himself, and repositioned his body so his was spooning hers. He wrapped his strong arms around her tiny body, and pulled her as close as he could without choking her, then closed his eyes, still grinning.
He felt something very different than anything he'd felt for Odd. He didn't think about sex, about skinning her alive while fucking her mercilessly, or about watching her blood ooze out of her. No, he thought about Odette, her as in a beautiful human being, not as in his next toy. He thought of his heart beat that quickened whenever they touched, of the sound of her own heart beating. He thought of her long silky hair, of her deep gorgeous eyes, of her cute little nose, of her plump red lips, of her tiny body. He thought of every detail he'd been studying over the days, and didn't think of them for his next step of the plan, no. He thought of them because he was so infatuated by all of this, because this was the first time that he ever feels anything good towards anyone in a really long time.
And by discovering that, he knew his plan would fail if his feelings developed into something deeper. He knew he had to do something about it. But he felt so happy in that moment, so he just thought, fuck it, I'll just forget about this later. It's just a stupid temporary crush anyway. And he fell asleep hugging Odd tightly, with a smile that never left his face.
It was the first time he slept peacefully in a very long time.
A/N: NOPPEEEE IM NOT DEAD
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