Bad Blood (h.s.)

Part Thirty-One

Part Thirty-One

"Bethany Louise!" my mother yells, Harry and I both flinching. Her small frame stands and carefully walks over to us.

"What the hell are you thinking?! Getting back with him! You are with Tony, who is much better than him!"

Harry tightens his hand around my own and I hold him close to me.

"Harry isn't suitable for anyone but me mother! We may irritate each other but we are young and need each other. You can't judge him!"

My mother's eyes remain hard, staring at Harry. She walks closer to him and presses her forefinger on his chest.

"What did you do to her? Brainwash her into believing your shit?!" she yells, Harry remaining calm.

"Why would I brainwash someone who I've opened up to? Let me tell you something, Ms. Jones. Beth doesn't care about what's on the outside. I told her things about myself no one else knows because she is the only person I care about."

My mom's face softens, looking between the two of us. "You hurt her. You held a relationship off a deal."

"And I regret everything I did. No matter how much I want to take it back I can't. I wouldn't change a thing because I found the girl I want and I know that I will never be stupid enough to lose her again."

I look up at him and his eyes are set on my mother's glossy ones. I swear the emotions my mother has change dramatically. She nods and sits on her bed, both of us walking towards her. I still can't wrap my head around his words; their ability to take my breath away there every time. Harry crouches down in front of her and she looks down at him.

"Ms. Jones, I know you don't like me with your daughter, but I promise I will protect her with everything in me and make sure she is treated the best. I may not be rich but for her, I would buy the world."

She smiles and nods, the gesture approving Harry. I let a tear fall from my eye and I quickly wipe it away. My mom lies down and I kiss her forehead, letting her sleep. My heart is still pounding with Harry's words, his emotions laced with each syllable.

He walks out the room and I follow, not knowing what to say. I look up, his figure walking in front of me by a protective foot.

"Harry?" I ask, his body turning to face me. He nods and I look up into his eyes.

"Did you really mean what you said to her?" he nods, walking closer to me, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

"Every word."

~

The car ride on the way to Harry's hotel was completely silent, both of us unknowing what to say to each other. After a while he breaks the silence and grabs my hand.

"Are you having second thoughts?" he asks, the yellow light turning to red and the car stopping. He looks down at me and I turn my head to meet his gaze.

I shake my head and he relaxes. "I'm just thinking."

"About what?" His anxiousness is clear, still nervous around me. I don't really know how to tell him that I'm thinking about his love confession.

"Just, what you said before." He nods and begins driving again, his hand securely around mine. After a few minutes, Harry pulls into a hotel and parks, getting out before me. He opens my door and holds a hand out, letting me grab it and step out of the car. We walk into the hotel completely silent, my feelings become greater with each step we take.