Harry's POV*
I woke up to an empty bed. One week without Leslie and it was driving me insane. I slid out of bed and showered, slipping on fresh clothes then brushed my teeth afterwards. I was exhausted, I couldn't sleep without her. If I did, it was never over two hours.
"Morning." I smiled at my mom who was making breakfast for us. "Morning." She grinned as I pressed a kiss to her cheek and Gemma's.
"I'm doubting sincerely that you're even dating anyone." Gemma said nonchalantly from feeding Jackson on his high chair.
I rolled my eyes, my wife is real. She's just working on taking down someone who imposes on our empire. "She's not my girlfriend. I'm married to her in case you forgot." I began by showing her the golden wedding band on my finger. "Second, she's working. She'll be home later on tonight. You can meet her in the morning."
"What does she do for a living? Is she a drug lord like you?" My mom asked casually and I chuckled. "No, she's a business woman." "What kind of business is she into?" Gemma asked and I sighed. "Honestly, the question is what she isn't into. She's a law firm, stock company, she's also a hit woman. Yes, an actual hit woman which is why she isn't here right now. She's dealing with this fucking nasty vile woman." I said the last part in disgust as I rubbed my eyes.
"What?" My mom asked and I shook my head. "This woman she's after deserves to die. This woman and her wife adopted two 6 year old children and sold their bodies for coke money. This woman is vile mom. I know she's going to get what's coming to her." I said and her face fell.
"That's horrible, is your wife okay handling that?" Gemma asked, hugging Jackson tightly who only moaned in delight of his food. "She's okay. She's a professional but I still worry about her. She is very capable of handling herself but she just has such a big heart. Our friend is bringing home those little girls, we're god parenting them. They'll be here, living a beautiful life away from that. She called me crying when she found out about it, I don't know if you remember in the car when I told you to shut up Gem." I said and she nodded.
"She told me about it and she was like really hurt by it. It hurt me too but I can't stand to hear or see her crying which is why I was crying too. Nonetheless she has yet to eat or sleep since she's been gone." "But that's like a whole week." My mom said and I nodded sadly.
"She's getting sick. We've never been away from eachother this long, the longest is like 3 hours." "What about when she goes to work?" Robin asked and I smirked. "I visit her. I help her finish faster or whatever but I have a feeling she's going to be sleeping when she get's here so it'll be pretty late in the day when you meet her."
"I think you're hoeing us. You speak so much of her but we've only seen like one picture of her. You don't even let us talk on the phone with her." Gemma said and I rolled my eyes. "What could you possibly want to talk to my wife about?" "I don't know. I want to see if I like her." "You'll love her, she's a little shy at first but you'll love her, I promise." I smiled at them and they only rolled their eyes.
"Another thing. Don't get jealous." Maricela said coming in with a grin. "Hey." I hugged and pressed a kiss to her cheek. "Jealous of what?" Gemma asked confused.
"You're never going to see two people love eachother more than they love eachother. You think you love your husband or boyfriend. Wait. I thought I loved Martin after over 10 years of being together but goddamn, those two just get lost in eachother." Maricela said rolling her eyes and face palmed herself.
"Oh, I'm being rude. I'm Maricela, Leslie's sister." She shook my mom's hand who pulled her into a hug. She hugged my sister and Robin.
"So, what brings you by?" "I need to pick up Emma's little seat thing from upstairs. Martin broke it since he figured that he could twerk on it!" She said loudly and Martin's laugh echoed through the hall before he entered.
"Before you judge, I was drunk and it seemed like it would work." He bro-hugged me as I laughed. "You did what?" I asked, amused as he hugged my family who were amused as well.
"So you know Emma's little foam seat thing? What you put her in if you want to feed her on the couch or something?" Martin asked, putting his hand in a circular motion like he was carrying an imaginary ball on his stomach. I nodded at him with a chuckle.
"Well, I got drunk last night and bet Maricela 50 bucks I could twerk on it right?" He said and his wife bursted into fits of laughter, leaning against the fridge as I leaned against the counter. "Well, I did it technically but it like broke. Speaking of bet. I won the bet with Leslie! She did get married before Christmas! Cough up 10 grand baby!" Martin said and I rolled my eyes looking at my mom.
"They bet when my wife would get married. No, we didn't get married because of this stupid bet. I married her because I actually love her." "Where is she?" Maricela asked as Martin jogged upstairs to grab the seat.
"Working with the team. Big mission in Chile." I shrugged and her mouth fell opened.
"What a bitch, I was apart of that team too. So was Lucy, I'm hurt." "You shouldn't be. I had to literally drag her out of the car to go. Octavio's the one who made her go, I haven't seen her for more than 2 hours when she landed from Russia before I had to take her back to the airport for this job. She's not doing well." I said sadly, my heart stinging in my chest.
"Like she's in trouble?" "Would I be fucking standing here if she was introuble? I mean like she's not doing well with the entire distance thing. She has nothing to distract her, I have my family but she has herself. It's horrible for me at night or when I'm like by myself and I see things that remind me of her."
"Like?" Gemma asked and I sighed.
"Her shampoo in the shower, her make up in the bathroom. Perfume in the car. Wine in the fridge. Her fucking shoes everywhere in our room. Her pillow. My shirts, even though she fucking takes half of them everytime she travels. Her ponytail holders all over the place. God and what pisses me off the fucking most is in my car, in the fucking glove compartment she has her tampons and shit in it. It's not that it pisses me off like bad it just reminds me of her and she just I don't know." I was angry at myself for letting her go alone. My eyes shut and I let out a groan.
"Are you okay?" Maricela hugged me and I sighed. "I'm fine. I just miss her is all." I stood straight and she pulled away, looking up at me.
"Fuck!" I yelled profanities and reached over the cabinet for my phone. I dialed her number and she answered me.
"Hello?" "Baby. What time are you coming home?" My voice was on edge as I set her on speaker, my hands gripping the edge of the counter as I stared at the phone.
"I actually don't know." She let out a sad sigh. "Can I get an estimate? Please." "Why? What's wrong? Are you okay? Jesus Christ Harold I can't even leave a week without things going bad? Is your family okay?" She panicked and I chuckled, looking down at the phone.
"We're fine. I just fucking stared at your make up for an hour because I miss you so goddamn much." My voice was cracking and my mom hugged me a little tighter.
"I miss you too." Her voice was shaky as she spoke. "Come home." "I will, I just need to deal with this. This time tomorrow you'll have me all to yourself." "I thought you were coming home tonight?" My voice was filled with sadness and she chuckled through sniffles.
"I am, it'll be late and you'll be sleeping." "I don't fucking sleep without you." "That's not healthy." I could hear the frown in her voice.
"Leslie, we gotta go. Alpha team is set." I heard Michael's voice come in the background. "I gotta go baby. Get some sleep for me and I'll see you when it's over. I love you." "I love you too, make sure you bring our goddaughters home alright?"
"I will." "Leslie!" Jessica called and she groaned. "Shut up, you have your husband here with you. You can't wait the 5 fucking minutes for me to talk to mine? Asshole!" She called and I chuckled.
"Jesus, bye baby. I love you, be safe. Get some sleep and remember not to touch my makeup, one of them is broken and has some glass shreds. I don't want you getting cut." With that she hung up after we exchanged a few more words and I sighed deeply.
"Fuck!" I punched the cabinet before storming off upstairs with my phone in hand. I locked myself in my room and laid in my bed, thinking about my wife.
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