Pain 2: Him (H.S)

Chapter 14

"Alee?" Harry calls out and I hear the bedroom door open, "Aleevonne?" Harry raises his voice, repeating himself but with more authority.

Alan is going to be here any minute to take us to the therapy session and I still haven't told Harry. I'm not sure how he's going to react and my hope is that he cooperates and agrees to it. I'm sure it won't be so bad, I'd be lying if I said I don't expect him to get angry at their questions, but I think me being there for him will make it easier. Hopefully.

"Hmm?" I spit the toothpaste out my mouth and rinse it with water, cringing at the bitter and strong taste of the mint.

"Alee? Did you use my phone last night?" He pushes the door open and stands between the frame, his thumb swiping the screen up and down before he looks up to me.

"Yeah, I did. Someone called you while you were asleep." I turn, tying my hair in a ponytail while he remains still, "why? Was I not supposed to?"

"No." He seems bothered by it and I'm not surprised. He never likes it when I answer his phone or read his texts, but it was an honest mistake and I did it to keep him asleep. He was so tired and feeling ill, I didn't want it to wake him.

"I'm sorry," I walk over to him, "you were asleep and I didn't want to wake you." I recite my thoughts and he sighs relaxing his somewhat tense body.

He threw up a little this morning but he said it helped a lot. I'm almost positive it was because of what he ate last night so I'm going to make sure he watches what he eats; just until after the appointment.

"Ignore it next time, okay?" He clicks the small button on the top and locks it, sliding it in his pocket and walking passed me. "What did he say?"

"Nothing. He asked for you and I told him you were asleep." I cross over to him and sit on the counter as he washes his face and I wipe away the falling water drops off his bare chest.

"That's it?" He questions.

"Yeah. And he asked for my name."

"Did you give it to him?" He quickly turns his head with creased brows.

"Uh, yeah but it's only because I didn't want to be rude."

"Did he give you his name?" His eyes are looking into the sink and his voice has lowered while he waits, his chain falling off his neck as he bends down to splash more water on his face.

"Yeah, he said his name was Pierce. Don't be mad, I'm sorry. You were sick and my finger accidentally accepted the call. I didn't mean it." I explain handing him the small rag.

"It's okay," He smiles. Oh, so I'm off the hook? "Next time, let it ring, okay? Please babe, don't answer when it rings." He steps between my open legs and leans forward to me. He smells amazing, like cologne with a hint of his natural scent and he places a delicate kiss on my cheek. If this were the old Harry, or rather the old us, he would yell and get angry and I would say some stupid shit to make him mad but I'm glad we're passed all of that now.

"Just out of curiosity, who is he?" I run my finger over and down his chest, feeling the bones beneath my touch.

"He keeps watch of the storage unit I told you about."

"What's inside?" I can't help that I'm nosey but now that this "storage unit" has been brought to my attention I want to know more about it. I didn't even know he had one to begin with.

"Things, baby. Don't worry about it." Suddenly, he wraps my legs around his waist and lifts me off the counter. I squeal and lock my arms around his neck as he begins to walk out and he's just taking so much pleasure out of it. He isn't struggling or anything which shows just how strong he really is because I'm not that light.