Sacrifices ☆H.S☆

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-"baby open the door" he whined from the other side. -"please"

I was sitting on the floor whit my back leaned against the door listening to harry's and marcel's screams.

-"what's her name again?" I heard marcel's voice ask.

-"davina..." i could hear harry's irritation in his voice and i couldn't help but smile at it.

-"hey davina open the door so i can go to sleep"

-"you're not going anywhere untill she opens that door, this is all your fault"

No it wasn't. It wasn't his fault that harry didn't tell me the plan, and what i was supposed to do. After all, no wife no business, couse apparently i'm the "business". It's not marcel's fault that his brother had never talk about him, even tho they seemed really close. It's not his fault that harry had never talk to him about me because apparently i'm not that important. It's not his fault that his brother it's a liar.

I wiped away some tears and a sob escaped my lips.

-"babe are you crying? I know i should've come home right away, but he convinced me"

-"it wasn't that hard actually to convince him"

-"you're not helping marcel" harry talked furiously to marcel, but tender to me. And my stupid heart melted with it. -"babe, open the door and we'll talk, i'll explain everything, i thought you'll be happy to see me"

I was happy to see him, save and sound, and drunk, even tho i would've never imagine he would come back drunk, i was just happy to have him with me. I wasn't even mad anymore, i was just hurt.

-"i'm sorry ok? Why don't you believe me?"

And why don't you trust me?

-"i'll do anything you want me to if you open the fuckingdoorgodbabyplease"

I chuckle a little in between my sobs. He was getting mad. Good.

-"Marcel wake the fuck up and say something"- he shouted and i heard a thud. Did he just kicked him?

-"why?" The poor Marcel whined

-"couse it's your fault" and he kicked him again. I heard a low "ow" and that was it.

I stood up, opened the door and walked out. Marcel was lying on the floor hugging his knees, and harry was knelt just behind him stroking his back.

-"fuck, sorry, sorry, i didn't mean to do it so hard" he whispered to his brother before he looked again to the door and saw me standing there.

-"what the fuck it's wrong with you?" I asked him walking to the poor marcel in the floor, but before i could get there, harry grabbed me. His hands went to my face and harshly brought his lips to mines. His hands were warm against my cheeks, and his lips soft and perfect against mines. He seemed desperate and needy. He had already removed his tie completely and had several of the buttons on his shirt unbuttoned and had removed his shoes and socks. My hands went to his chest and most to his surprise and even mine i pushed him away.

He looked at me surprised and hurt and couldn't look at him to the eye. I took a step back, looking to my hands that now were in front of me. Marcel growled in the floor trying to get up and i thanked him internally for interrupting the awkward moment.
I rushed to him and help him up.

-"thanks" he muttered, dragging the word for the first time in the night. I couldn't tell if he was just too tired to talk. -"can i go to sleep now?"

He was the sweetest thign ever. I smiled at him and he smiled back. Even his teeth were like harry's.

-"follow me" i told him and he obeyed. Like a little kid. Two little kids following me. -"here" i said showing him the guest room. Which was basically the only room that no one used in the house. It was clean tho, when i cleaned the house i cleaned it all.