Possessive

Chapter 13

I'm sorry the update took so long I haven been busy surprisingly but the next one will be up sooner :)

(Adelaide's POV)
I have been up for about an hour, just watching Netflix on my phone, while Harry is still asleep. I don't understand how he can sleep so long. He only wakes up when I leave the bed, even if it's just to go to the bathroom; his eyes automatically open.

I roll over to lay on Harry's toned, shirtless chest. I like looking at his tattoos while he sleeps. I start tracing the butterfly on his chest secretly, hoping it will wake him up. And it did. My touch causes him to let out a deep sigh and his green eyes slowly open, staring at me.

"Hmm, good morning, Adelaide." Harry's deep, raspy, morning voice speaks

"Good morning, Harry."

"How long have you been up?" He asks.

"Like an hour."

"You can always wake me up y'know." I nod my head and lay it down on his chest. He rubs my back until I sit back up.

"Did it hurt when you got all of these?" Pointing towards his tattoos, causing him to look at all of them.

"The first few hurt a lot but the more I got, the more I got used to it."

"I like this one a lot." I say, pointing to the butterfly on his chest.

"I do too." He pulls me onto his chest, causing my long blonde hair to fall over his face.

"What would you like to do today, Adelaide? It's my day off."

"I don't know. Im bored, so it should be something fun."

"Hmm, I think I know what we can do. Go get ready and I'll pick you out some clothes." Harry says getting out of bed, walking to my closet.

(Harry's POV)
I feel like Adelaide is not going to enjoy our day together. She doesn't seem like the type who will be into this.

I hear her shower running and I lie her outfit on her bed. I go to my room to get ready as well. I walk into my room and lock the door behind me.

I strip out of my clothes, throwing the articles of clothing down one by one. I slip on my jogging pants and a tight white shirt. I sit down and start tying my shoes. I feel the vibration of my phone in my pants pocket. I pull it out and see an unfamiliar number appear on the screen.

"Hello?" I question, as I answer the phone.

"Harry, it's Alec Blake, we need to talk." He says, causing my heart to race. Good thing I locked my door; not that Adelaide would ever dare to come in at this point. "Harry, you there?"

"Yeah, what did you want?" I say back, harshly

"I know what you're doing."

"What do you mean? You don't know anything." I spit back.

"Don't you do anything to try and get out of the consequences of taking her."

"What are you even talking about Alec?"

"I know what my dad and you talked about and you better not do anything that will hurt my sister, emotionally or physically. Do you understand?"