Agent Kelly Tomlinson

Twenty Four

Harry's POV:

I walked down stairs, feeling groggy and tired. What I needed was coffee and lots of it. I didn't sleep much last night. I kept thinking about Kelly. I wanted to remember the night we had at her apartment. I found myself smiling when I thought about her kisses, her touches, her moans... I thought the memories would put me into a peaceful sleep with exotic dreams. But instead, it was always interrupted when I remembered Louis's call to her about Lottie.

When I got back to the house, Kelly was already there. When I walked inside, Kelly had already joined the screaming match that was going on upstairs. I knew that sibling fights were normal. Hell, Gemma and I used to do it all the time, and it wasn't uncommon for Lottie and Louis either. However, it surprised me that Kelly was quick to join the argument and fit right into it.

Lottie and Kelly seemed to be really close after their argument died down. I kept finding myself watching the two of them interact...well I was mostly staring at Kelly, but I was still observant. She looked at Lottie with such admiration and I don't know why.

Kelly was so mysterious and so intriguing. She confuses me on all kinds of levels. I'm confused when it comes to who she is, where she came from, and where she disappears to. I'm confused when it comes to my feelings towards her. I was no where near wanting a relationship before she popped out of nowhere. Of course I didn't like her at first and I blame that on all of our friends that fucked me and the boys over. But she was nice to me when she shouldn't have been. Ripped off the band aid first. And I didn't deserve it. She was kind, caring, funny...sarcastic, witty, and enticing. And fuck, she did things to my brain that no other girl has ever been able to do. I wanted more.

Kelly and Lottie were asleep on the living room couch, their heads at either side. I smirked to myself, oh the things I could to do if Lottie weren't laying a couple of feet away. Even if it were just a kiss on the cheek.

I brushed her hair out of her face and gently shook her shoulder to wake her up. I don't know why I wanted to. I think I just wanted to spend time with her, if I'm being honest.

Kelly gasped awake, snapped around and grabbed my wrist tightly in her hand, slightly digging her fingernails in my skin. My other hand was quick to grab hers like a reflex and held on to it with just as much strength. She was breathing hard...I think I was too. She stared at me with cold blue eyes. After a couple seconds, a look of familiarity hit her and she released her grip.

"How'd you do that?" She asked breathlessly, motioning towards my hand that was still holding her wrist. I swore I could feel her pulse against my fingertips.

"Do what?" I looked down at my hand. "I don't know. It was reflex or something. Shit, now I know you're not a morning person."

I knew that's not why she had a slight panic attack, but I didn't want to question it. I didn't want to scare her or pressure her into telling me anything she didn't want to, but the suspense was killing me and I was also starting to get worried.

"Sorry." Kelly sat up, spread her arms to stretch and let out a satisfied moan. I bit my lip, self consciously looking her body up and down. She froze with her chest still puffed out when she caught me staring. "Like what you see?"

"Mmhmm." I hummed, pulling at my bottom lip with my fingers.

"What time is it?" Lottie mumbled, waking up from her own slumber as well. She looked around confused from her groggy state and sat up.

"It's about 9:15." I glanced at my watch. "Came over here to ask if you girls wanted any breakfast."

"You can make breakfast?" Kelly said sarcastically and walked past me to the kitchen. She went straight to the coffee. Looks like Louis had already started a pot. "Where's Lou?"