"Oh great, now I'll have to clean up because it irritates you" Harry muttered under his breath as he bent down beside the sofa, picking up a huge teddy bear from the wooden floor. His skinny jeans furthered tightened around his ass, making my lower stomach churn. I bit my lip as I made my way towards him, wrapping my arms around his torso from behind.
"Let me do that love" my lips traced his ear "you can go and shower...you really need one" I chuckled against Harry's neck which made him laugh as well. He raised his left arm in the air, smelling his armpit.
"It' not that bad actually..." he spoke in his thick, slow accent as he continued sniffing himself.
"Ewwwww HAROLD!" I backed away from him, unable to stop laughing. "Stop smelling yourself you weirdo! Now go and shower!" I pushed him towards the bathroom, nearly tripping over the massive pile of clothes on the floor. Harry stopped at the door, dramatically turning on his heels like a model, flipping his curls, making me raise my eyebrows as I blinked at him numerous times.
"Kiss me babay!" Harry winked at me, making me throw my head back in laughter. I blinked away the happy tears as I took a step towards my curly-haired boyfriend, grabbing his perfectly sculpted face in my hands, kissing his cheek hard before I let him go. Harry pretended to faint, holding onto the door frame for support.
"You're crazy" I shook my head as I started picking up his dirty laundry from the floor.
"Crazay for ya babay!" he called back as he closed the bathroom door behind me. I shook my head, smiling as I continued cleaning the room, wondering why my badass boyfriend owned a life-sized teddy bear.
"KHADIJA!" Harry called from the bathroom. I flinched biting my lower lip, I knew exactly what this was about. I knocked on the bathroom door before popping my head inside.
"Yes babe?" I smiled at my boyfriend, who stood in the middle of the huge bathroom with a towel that hung low on his hips. He passed a hand through his wet hair before looking up at me.
"Where did my black t-shirt go?" he furrowed his eyebrow together before looking back at the royal blue t-shirt that lay infront of him.
"Umm...I sorta like...replaced that t-shirt with this one..." I trailed off, slowly pointing towards the blue one. Harry raised and eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest.
"And why would you do that?" he looked intrigued.
"I uhh...because I want you to wear something other than that black t-shirt for once! You're my boyfriend okay!? And my boy wears bright colours!" I stuck my tongue out at him before closing the door, hearing the faint chuckling of my boyfriend as I plopped down on the bed, looking at the clean room infront of me. Mission accomplished! Harry came out straightening his t-shirt. He wore black trousers underneath. The word 'sexy' wouldn't do him justice...NO NO NOOO. I smiled at him and he ruffled his hair, walking towards me.
"Oh my God, you so hot!" I jumped up and down as I smiled at Harry who chuckled at my reaction.
"Seriously?" He raised his eyebrow at me "you're gonna fangirl now?" he placed his hands on my waist, pulling me into him. I shook my head, making my wavy hair bounce as I blushed, Great! I just fan-girled infront of Harry, this is so embarrassing. I hid my face in Harry's neck, preventing him from seeing my red face. Harry placed a kiss under my ear as he tangled his fingers in my hair. massaging my head. I let out a deep breath.
"You should wear bright colours more often Harry...I'm going to go shopping for you. Green, red and yellow are at the top of my list! Well, royal blue was too, but now that's taken care of..." Harry chuckled, placing a kiss on the top of my head before he took my face in his hands, looking deep into my eyes.
"Whatever makes you happy love" he spoke sincerely and the corners of my mouth turned up into a smile. Our perfect moment was interrupted by the doorbell. I looked at Harry questioningly, I bet he was wondering the same thing that I was, who could that possibly be? I followed him to the front door where someone continued to knock impatiently. Geez! Easy bro, we're coming! Harry opened the door and I could practically see the muscles in his body tense up as he did.
"Who is it-" Harry cut me off by grabbing my wrist and pulling my behind him, hiding me from whoever it was. I figured Harry didn't want my presence to be noted so I decided that it was best I stayed quiet. But I guess it was too late for that...
"Haaarrryyyy..." A dirty looking man in his late twenties stepped into the apartment uninvited. His hair was spiked upwards and he wore a black leather jacket that was in desperate need of washing. His combat boots were equally as dirty. The strong smell of alcohol and cigarettes engulfed the apartment, making me grimace, I hated the smell of cigarettes. I saw Harry's jaw clench as he tightened his grip on me and I instantly knew that this man was someone Harry didn't like.
"What do you want Josh?" Harry spat at him "I gave you your money, now why are you here?" I could hear the venom drip from every word that left Harry's mouth and that was when it clicked me. It was that guy. The guy that was beating Harry up the day I found him in the alley. The guy I hated because of what he put Harry through...and I instantly felt disgusted.
"Oh nothing my love, I just thought I'd check up on you..." Josh spoke up, a disgusting smirk on his face as he touched Harry's face. It took all the power inside of me to stop myself from slapping him across the face. "Nice shirt" he winked at Harry and I felt like puking. I shifted a little and Josh' eyes darted towards me as I felt my breath hitch my throat.
"Oooooo....what do we have here...?" Josh eyes me up and I felt naked although I was fully covered up. I moved closer to Harry, clutching his arm. "Is there another one of your 'preys' Harry? Where did you get this one? Damn she's fine" I could feel Josh' alcohol breath in my face as he moved closer to me and I scowled at him which caused him to laugh. "You're a nasty little slut, aren't you?" Josh suddenly turned serious and grabbed my face in his rough hand. In the blink of an eye, Harry moved and grabbed Josh by the collar, pushing him up against the wall.
"You lay a bloody finger on her and I'll mess you up!" Harry screamed in his face and it was impossible to miss the shock on Josh' face. Josh narrowed his eyes at Harry and then burst out laughing before Harry dropped him to the ground.
"You'd go through so much trouble for a SLUT?" Josh laughed and I saw Harry's jaw tighten as he clenched his fists. "LEAVE" he spoke through gritted teeth and Josh sat up straight, smirking.
"Naaaaaa..." he stroked his beard as he made his way towards me again. "I think I'll fuck up this bitch first" Josh licked his lips as his eyes were stuck on my breasts, full of lust. I backed up towards the door, gripping onto it with all my might. I saw the fire in Harry's eyes as he took one big step towards Josh, landing his fist under Josh' jaw which produced a cracking sound. I gasped, covering my mouth up with my hands as Josh fell on his back, fixing his jaw which I thought had broken.
"Oh you asked for it pretty boy!" Josh growled as he pounced upon Harry and soon they were punching and kicking and all I could hear was the sound of fists colliding flesh and the cracking of bones as tears rolled down my cheeks. I felt like my legs were stuck in place, like I couldn't move but I knew I had to stop them, I had to stop Harry as he almost killed the older guy. I forced my feet to move and soon I was holding Harry's face in my trembling hands, stroking his cheeks as I asked him to stop punching the guy that lay covered in blood, unconscious underneath him. Harry's breathing slowed down as he held my hands in his, locking eyes with me.
"I will kill whoever tries to hurt you. I mean it."
