An Alpha's Jealousy (Narry Storan) (Book One)

Chapter Ten: Part One

"I'm home, love."

Two sets of wide eyes gaze at Robin, whose smile freezes as he takes in the predicament before him. With concerning-or, at least, in Harry's opinion-ease, Robin's eyes slip close in an almost blissful state before he slowly steps out of the room, shutting the door quietly in front of him.

Besides the hammering of hearts-and Harry really isn't sure of its just    his    heart that's pounding or    Niall's    heart or    both    of their hearts-locked deep within muscled chests, there's nothing but silence in the room.

Before Harry can speak-perhaps to explain the situation or question the events that occurred seconds ago, he isn't quite certain which one-Robin enters the room again with the same greeting falling from his smiling lips: "I'm home, love."

However, this time, his eyes are open, yet when he notices the same scene before him, they slip close once more as he walks out of the room. Not seconds later, he repeats his actions.

"Really, Robin?" Harry silently groans as he observes his step-father's antics. "Do you actually think repeating your actions is going to somehow magically change what you see before you?"

The heat that had been burning Harry's cheeks gradually receded as he watched Robin's relentless endeavor to change the position he discovered Harry in. By the fourth round, Harry's tolerance was torn to shreds.

"Robin, doing that over and over will not make the situation you see disappear," There is just a  little   bit of exasperation coloring Harry's voice as he explains the futility of Robin's efforts to the man in question.

Robin merely closes his eyes in response, walks out of the bedroom, and re-enters in the same condition he's been in since stumbling upon the embarrassing position Harry and Niall were in.

This time, though, instead of saying, "I'm home, love," Robin's closed eyes yank open as he falls to his knees while streams of tears simultaneously begin swimming down his cheeks.

"How could you, Harry!" Robin loudly sobs as he stretches his trembling arms towards Harry. "You always said you'd marry daddy and that you'd only ever love one man-    me!    "

"R    Robin!" Harry screeches in mortification while his cheeks flood with blood.

Emerald eyes shoot towards Niall when a growl reaches his ears.

"Don't you    dare    get jealous!" Harry snaps as he glares into volcanic eyes. "I was only six when I said that!"

Niall-and it's Horan, damn it!-immediately clenches his eyes shut as he sucks in a few deep ragged breathes before opening his eyes, revealing icy lakes.

Chills nip Harry's skin as Niall-   Horan!    -glares at him and snarls, "Like hell I'd be jealous over something as stupid as that!"

Before the budding fire can erupt into flames between the two, Anne's gentle but bewildered voice intervenes, "Robin? Harry? Is that you two? What's going on-"

Anne enters the room only to freeze beside Robin as her eyes process the events transpiring before her.

A smirk worthy of a Slytherin crawls over Anne's face, and, with dread pooling in Harry's stomach, Harry knows nothing good will come of that wicked smile.

"My, my, my," Mirthful eyes stare at Harry and Niall as Anne speaks, "if I had known you would be    busy,    Harry, I would have made sure to give you and your    boyfriend    there some alone time."

Harry's face promptly heats up in embarrassment, and when his eyes seek out Niall's-for reasons he does not know-he takes some measure of comfort in the mirrored blush blemishing Niall's normally pale cheeks.