The Counselor (h.s. au)

II

I froze.

"Uhm okay. Well, maybe, I can take you to a gym a few blocks down. They have tons of punching bags and inflatables that I'm sure you'd be able to-"

I stopped once the front door opened.

"Harry, baby?" A faint voice called out, heels sounded against the hardwood floor. A tall blonde appeared in the living room, a black pencil skirt tightly squeezing her thin sleek legs, and a dark blazer around her bust, nearly bursting at the seams. Her long blonde hair was strewn across her shoulders and down her back, her hazel eyes grazing my body in confusion. I assumed she was his girlfriend.

"Who's this?" she asked Harry, turning to him and crossing her dainty arms over her obviously-fake bust.

"She's my therapist. The lads said I should get one for my troubles." He rolled his eyes, and she strode closer to him, her large pumps elevating her at a much higher height than him, as he sat on the couch across from me.

"Oh yeah?" She sensually licked her lips, and sat down next to him, rubbing his leg with her manicured hand.

I shifted uncomfortably as her back was faced towards me and his front was. He looked over her shoulder the whole time, his deep green eyes locked to mine, as the girl slid her hand further up his leg before squeezing his upper thigh, flipping her hair, and leaning her head back and letting a giggly moan fill the awkwardly silent room. Harry's eyes still stayed on me, and when she leaned over to place a kiss on his neck, his eyes fluttered closed for a second, and then soon opening again to focus on my face.

I cleared my throat uncomfortably, and she whipped her head around, a devious smile spread across her red lips.

Was she trying to make me jealous?

"Oh my goodness!" She spoke, climbing off of Harry. "I let myself get carried away. You're so quiet it's like you aren't even here!"

I mentally cursed at her as she adjusted her collar of her blazer and leaned down, placing a final kiss to Harry's cheek. When she pulled away, a red stain from her lipstick remained on his face.

"I'll be in the kitchen, I'm going to
Order us some sushi." she beamed, bounding off into the kitchen.

"I'm sorry.." Harry whispered, and I tried to give a sympathetic smile, but he sensed it wasn't genuine, and looked away awkwardly.

"Oh, I better be going anyways, you're time for today is up." I stood up, gathering my things when the blonde strode back into the living room.

"Harry I think it's time for your friend to go, I just ordered the sushi. It should be arriving here soon. Wouldn't want to keep her waiting would we?" She smiled at me, and I frowned slightly.

"Yeah, I was just going." I walked towards the door, and Harry placed his hand on the small of
my back, leading me towards the door.

"So I'll be over again tomorrow at around 1. That sound okay?" I asked and he nodded, handing me a slip of paper.

"I will text you if there is a change of plans." He smirked, and I nodded nervously, but soon stopped when the blonde came back, wrapping her arms around Harry's chest, and tugging him back inside.

"C'mon baby. I had a long day at work." She pulled him inside and slammed the door closed with her heel, leaving me standing on their porch confused as ever.

What a bitch.

I got back in my car and drove back to my apartment to take a shower. I couldn't help but think about that blonde girl. She had really gotten on my nerves. I get that she was protective over Harry, shit if I was dating someone as attractive as him I'd snap at anyone who'd look his direction. But she just made things uncomfortable.