Rock Me // H.S.

Chapter Eleven

"What are we?" I took the opportunity to ask him this in the middle of the kiss. He pulled away as he searched for air to breathe.

"What do you mean?" He asked back. He stayed still on top of me, but he used the strength of his arms to support his weight.

"Don't give me that, Harry. You have kissed me three times now. What are we?" I pressed to him. I'm not going to let him kiss me again without giving me some peace of mind.

"You're my maid, and I'm your boss." He said straightly, pulling away and standing up completely.

"We don't act like it." I said, stating the obvious. He rubbed his temples before looking at me again.

"That's all we can have... for now."

For now? What does he supposed to mean? Does he mean that there could be an us someday? Damn it! He's married, Adelaide! You should not fantasize a married man.

I stood up from the bed and made my way to the door. Harry didn't bothered rushing to me or running after me, which I took pleasure for. I need peace of mind. I need to breathe.

I can't be falling for a married man.

I can't be falling for Harry Styles.

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"Hey. You okay?" I heard Mara asked me, pulling me from reminiscing the kisses I've had with Harry.

"Yeah." I shrugged. "Why ask though?"

"You're spacing out." She said.

"I just remembered something." I told her with one sincere smile.

"Why don't you just join me and Jane in making the dinner?" She invited.

"Sure." I replied.

Mara and I walked towards the kitchen and saw Jane slicing the meat at the cutting board. Jane noticed us and gave a hi.

I took my phone out and texted Alexander, noticing that he must be home already.

Hi Alex! You home now?

I waited for Alex's reply and took advantage of washing the vegetables for Mara to cut later. Just on cue, I was done and I heard my phone ring.

"You can get it. I'll take over you." Mara smiled to me appreciatively.

"Thanks." I smiled back, getting my phone from the counter and swiping answer.

"Hello?" I heard Alex's voice through the phone. I smiled to myself. I miss him already.

"Hey." I used my chirping voice to lighten up my mood. "Where are you?"

"I'm home." He said. "I was doing my homework a while ago. I'm sorry for the late response."

"No need to worry about it. How are you?" I wanted to feel his presence because my brother can really light up my mood... especially after what happened with... Harry.

"Stressed out. And you?" He finished the question with a shrugging chuckle.

"Fine. I'm excited to ride in the middle of the night just to get home later, actually." I said, no sarcasm. I mean it. I heard midnight driving can reduce stress, and it feels good.

"You should be careful, okay? Everybody comes to London so you better watch out for gangsters and the like." I laughed at his tone and words. Alex sounds like a father lecturing his thirteen year old daughter.