Bound Together

Chapter 8

Ruby’s POV

 Wow, the words that just tumbled out of Harry’s mouth hit me like a tonne of bricks. I have no clue why, do I even see Harry like that? I don’t know but one thing I am sure of is that his words hurt me like shit. He looked at me with sorry in his beautiful green eyes, I looked turned my head away from Kirsty but more importantly Harry. I couldn’t let them see I was upset. Harry placed his hand on my thigh and squeezed it as if he was saying sorry but I just removed his hand from my thigh and placed it on his own.

 “Okay thank you for your time. There will be more surprise visits but you’s look more than capable of looking after Alexa and you’s all look happy. I’ll just let myself out” She smiled and we thanked her and waved goodbye.

 I stood up from my seat and walked into the bedroom and shut the door. I could hear Harry shouting my name but I chose to ignore it, I wasn’t in the mood for anyone of his lame excuses. I know we weren’t official or anything but I thought we may of been getting there, obviously not. I was just lying back on the bed with my eyes closed until I heard the door creak open. Harry was standing in the door way with a frown on his face.

 “Ruby,” He sighed and sat on the edge of my bed, when I didn’t reply he expanded further “are you upset about what I said to Kirsty?” 

 “What do you think Harry? We’ll never be more than friends AND you don’t see me that way” I re-sighted what he said mimicking his voice and throwing my hands in the air. “Well GOOD because I don’t either” I shouted

 “Well fucking be like that Ruby! I was going to come in here to make it up to you and explain myself but suit your fucking self. I’m going out”

 “Harry” I shouted after him but when I heard the front door slam I sighed and got up to check on Alexa.

 Harrys POV

 I just needed to drive anywhere. I needed to calm down so I didn’t completely loose it in front of Alexa and I didn’t want to act that way to Ruby. I was going in there to tell her I just said that to Kirsty and I didn’t mean it and if something happens between us it happens and we’ll sort it out at the time but she decides to throw a fucking tantrum like a child and be awkward about it. My phone starts ringing in my pocket and I fumble around with the wheel of the car and to get my phone out of my pocket.

 “What” I answer harshly 

 “Nice to speak to you too Harry” Mr Banks chuckles down the phone

 “Sorry sir, what is it?” 

 “Can you get down to the station Harry we have Kyle Foster here who needs interviewing” 

 “Of course, I’ll be there in five minutes”

 “Thanks Harry” Banks replies

 When I enter the station I hear shouting from down the hall outside one of the interview rooms I hurry over to see what all of the commotion is about. Mr Banks is standing there with two police officers handling a very angry who I suspect is Kyle Foster.

 “Oh Harry thank god your here” Banks sighs 

“Is this Mr Foster?” I ask

 “Yes this is him” Kyle spits

 “Good,” I smirk at him. “Take him into the room gentlemen” I nod to the police officers. They nod back and push the interview door open and place Kyle in the seat opposite from where I sit. The police officers leave the room and it’s just me, Mr Banks and Kyle in the room.

 “So Kyle, can I call you Kyle? Mr Fosters” I lift my eyebrow up

 “Whatever” He huffs