Insecure

All I could do is say that these arms were made for holding you

18 - One Direction

"She'll be fine love." Harry whispers as I rest my head on his shoulder in the waiting room of the emergency vet, she said that it looked like someone took a hammer to her paw with the deep gashes but she thinks Roxy will make a full recovery after being in a cast for a month or two.

She was back in surgery right now trying to reattach the bones in a way that would allow them to heal while still growing. I was just so thankful that she was alive and would be fine after some down time.

"Thank you so much for finding her Harry." I say softly as his hand traces designs on my lower back.

"Thank you for allowing me to explain myself." He replies before taking my hand and running his thumb over his nana's ring, "And thank you for letting me return this to it's rightful place, you're my heart Sara." Harry whispers as my exhaustion kicks in and I drift off to sleep in the arms of the man I love so dearly.

**

"Sara wake up, we're home." Harry whispers as he shakes my shoulders, I open my eyes and realize that I'm in my SUV curled up under his jacket. "You slept right through me carrying you to the car and everything." He says smirking, "Both of you." He adds nodding to the backseat where Roxy is passed out with a bright pink cast on her paw. "I'll get her, can you get her medicine?" He asks and I nod before hopping out of the SUV.

After grabbing my things and Roxy's meds out of the back I follow Harry into the house and straight into his bedroom, "It's past 2am now so I figured you and Roxy could just stay here for tonight." He says sheepishly after laying her down on a blanket in his room.

"I should probably stay home to take care of her- SHIT, I have exams Thursday and Friday." 

"It's fine Sara, she can hang out with me and I'm sure Johnson will let me keep her in my office." Harry cuts me off and I sigh in relief. 

"Thank you so much Harry." I say softly just as my stomach growls loudly, "Fuck I'm hungry."

"I couldn't tell." Harry says winking at me, "I'll go run and grab us something really quick, feel free to raid my closet for some pajamas." He adds before kissing me on the head, grabbing his keys and heading out.

"Oh Rox, what did I do without him?" I sigh talking to my sleeping pup before stripping out of my mud covered clothing and walking into Harry's closet, I quickly grab one of his old band tees and a pair of boxers. After pulling off my bra and panties I slip them on and curl up on Harry's couch, nothing about his room has changed. There are still photos of us along with his family, aside from the photo album it's like Lottie never came back. I'm just going to try and push the baby to the back of my mind for now, hopefully it isn't his anyways.

A  few minutes late Harry walks through the door trying to balance a big bag of food and two drinks in one hand so I jump up to help him, when I take the drinks from him he looks down my body and parts his lips in surprise. "You told me to raid your closet." I shrug before walking back to his couch, Harry follows behind me closely and sets the bag down before turning me towards him. He drops to his knees and I blush with his head so close to my crotch then jump when I feel his fingertips on my thigh.

Oh yea, one more thing that changed.

"This is beautiful Sara." Harry whispers as he lightly traces the etched lines in my skin.

"You like it? That photo you had taken of the rose bush at your mom's inspired me to paint it, when my roommate saw it he said it would be an amazing tattoo. Next thing I knew I was getting it done." I explain as goosebumps cover my legs from the light touch of his fingertips.

"It looks fresh, when did you get it?"

"Friday night." I reply and he nods.

"I can't believe you did this, it's absolutely perfect for you." He says softly, "Were you alone when you got it?"

"Liam came and held my hand but it wasn't too bad, it was actually really therapeutic." I explain, Harry moves his arm to compare his rose with mine, one of mine was almost identical to his.

"Looks like we have matching tattoos Miss Andrews." Harry purrs as he stands up and wraps his arms around my waist, "I love you so much Sara." He whispers as he looks down at me. 

"I love you too Harry."