Sweet Creature

Chapter 81

July 2017~
Gen's POV~

Harry's lips mold against mine as he pins me against the wall. The adrenaline pumping through our bodies make our attraction undeniable as we kiss passionately.

"Harry." I breathe out as he attaches his lips to my neck. "Babe, we have to be careful."

Harry stops his actions and rests his forehead against mine. "21 more days." He whispers.

"Well 20 in an hour." I add. "Come back to my room?" I ask.

"For what? I thought we had to be careful." He teases.

"I made you some chocolate chip cookies." I sing with a smirk.

"Well twist my arm." He muses.

**

The following day~

"So you mean to tell me that Edward killed your father and has been pretending to be him this entire time?" Anne asks in disbelief.

Harry called his mom, stepfather, Gemma and Liam to come visit today. I tried to talk him into doing it by himself but he said he needed me by his side.

"That's correct mom." Harry nods.

"And Dr Horan figured this all out?" She said looking at me curiously.

"While we were in Mexico she got me talking about dad's accident and everything, she brought up the idea but everything clicked in place." Harry explains.

"I just can't believe it." Anne mumbles.

"It's true Anne, I was on the phone when he confessed." Liam confirms. "Harry told us his theory Thursday and I agreed with him that it made sense. I arrested him last night after he paid off the security guard to let him in."

"Well that's not exactly what happened... Gen and I walked in on him banging her co-worker who stupidly thought it was me. He came at me so I may of punched  him." Harry added.

"Yea before your girl- erm doctor broke his nose and caused some other bodily injuries. He still can't piss yet Gen." Liam stuttered knowing he may of fucked up as my eyes were wide and both Gemma and Harry were shooting him looks.

"Mom, think of everything he's done to Harry. Having an affair with Carolina and then what happened with Gen....... That's not the man you fell in love with, married and had children with." Gemma adds quickly trying to distract from Liam's mess up.

"I never knew Edward felt that way about me, I mean he was always awkward but I just chalked it up to the fact that I was with his brother." Anne says sadly. "I had no clue he hated Desmond so much let alone Harry."

"Well think about it, he really let Robin take the reigns when you two got married." Harry points out.

"That's true Anne." Robin agrees and Liam goes on to tell them what happens next with Edward.

After  a while I excused myself while Harry and his family talked, I felt weird being around his mom and stepfather. I'm not apart of their family so I shouldn't be involved you know?

**

An hour or so later there was a knock on my door.

"Hi Anne, how can I help you?" 

"Let's have a chat, shall we?" She brushes past me into my room.

Okay.....

"What is this I hear about Harry only having 20 days left of treatment?" She demands.

"Director Ora and I feel that six months is overkill for him, he hasn't have a craving in over two months and was tested extensively while away. He turned down free alcohol even without me around Anne." I explain.

"So you don't have any ulterior motive?" She asks me suspiciously.

"Honestly, yes. Yes I do." I pause. "Harry is my last client here, I have been offered a job at the children's hospital working with kids suffering from illness and injuries." I explain.

"Why couldn't another therapist take his case?" Anne questions.

"Well the other therapist was the one found sleeping with Edward last night." I smirk.

"So after his treatment we won't see you again?" She asks with her eyebrow raised.

"That's up to Harry isn't it?" I challenge, standing my ground.

"We'll see about that." She mumbles as she makes her way to the door.

"Have an amazing night Mrs. Twist." I say enthusiastically with a large smile as I open my door for her to leave. Harry was walking up to it from his room in  the other direction so Anne didn't see him slip in my room after.

"What the hell was that about?" Harry asks running his fingers through his hair having just gotten out of the shower, he was wearing some athletic shorts and a tee.

"Your mother hates me Harry."

"That's bullshit, she doesn't even know you." He quips.

"She knows there is something going on Harry, she thinks I'm letting you off the program early for my own reasons." I reply looking down. "She isn't wrong."

"But she isn't right either Gen." He retorts as he closes the distance between us and cups my face. "I won't allow anyone else dictate my life again, dead or alive. You helped me yes but I fought for sobriety myself, no one else did it for me." Harry states firmly before kissing me. "She won't be complaining when she has her arms full of grandchildren I can promise you that." He adds pulling away with a smirk.

Cocky fucker.

"That's a very large assumption Mr. Styles." I tease.

"Yea, to match my very large co-"

"Harry..." I warn before pulling away and heading for my closet to change out of my professional clothes. There's a knock on the door while changing in the bathroom. "Harry can you get that?" I call out.

"Sure." 

There's a quiet pause and then I hear a woman's voice, I pull on a tank top and walk back into my room.

"Dr. Horan, there's been a complaint....." Director Ora informs me sternly and Harry looks at me with wide eyes.

Well fuck.