Sparks Fly : A Harry Osborn Love Story Book Three Of Marvel Series

Chapter Seven : The Shadow's Words *Re-Done*

When I had woken I realised that I wasn't in Harry's office anymore. Instead of being on the couch , I was wrapped in white fine clothed blankets in a king sized bed.I reached my hands out to catch Harry's warmth but instead I had found nothing. I decided to prop up my elbows so I could take a good scan around the room.

The room was rather large for a bed room. The walls were painted Ivory and the carpet was a shade of black. There was a painting of him as a little boy right over the couch that he laid out .

How did we even get here? I thought that we didn't drink that much. Harry did quite a bit more then I did. Yet it was my first time consuming wine so it was just rookies luck that I gotten intoxicated with my friend.

Two hands had covered my eyes then I immedaitely reconised his voice.

"Guess who?"

"Harry, "I sighed in a teasing way. Harry removed his hands and chuckled moments before I had turned to see him standing on the bedside.But somehow he looked different, instead his skin was rather ill looking as it was ghostly white. His eyes seemed to be rather darker then usual.

"Morning Lyns. Intersting night last night huh?" He asked with a wider grin.

I soppose that he doesnt know that he looks rather odd today. It wouldn't surprise me , he must have been here the entire time without any mirror in sight. There isn't any way that he could have seen what he looked like.

"Yea, you look badly hung over Harry. Do you want me to make you some coffee?" I asked him . I heard somewhere that coffee makes you feel better after a hangover.

He had risen his eyebrows then muttered softly"Guess that it didn't work"

"What didn't work?" I blurt out without thinking.

Harry grew silent for a moment. He bitten his lip and glanced back up to me hoping that I wouldn't ask again. But there was a feeling in the air that I should be worried about his health.

"Harry whats the matter?" I asked .

No awnser . He had looked to the ground now playing around with his fingers. He really didn't want to talk about it. But if he's going to keep secrets like this, I am going to have to squease them out of him. This one I had to figure out.

"Harry! " I risen the tone of my voice. "Awnser me! I need to know if you are alright!"

No awnser . He had looked up to me teary eyed. He was scared to tell me about it as it would ruin our friendship.

"I care about you and your health Harry, maybe I can help you" I offered. Harry had shed a few more tears when I had said that.

"You couldn't help me if you tried. I am cursed Lynnsey. I am doomed to die!" His voice had risen and he immediately wrapped his arms around me. He pushed my body upwards so I would be sitting on the bed now. I now began to feel the cold skin touch mine gently .

"Your not dead until I see it, I'll try to find a way to save you. You just need to tell me whats wrong with you"

"I'll tell you after I take my medication. I am starting to feel like a old man now constantly asking for my medication"

I couldn't help but laugh at that joke. It was pretty funny but hurtful at the same time.

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I had sat down in my chair in the kitchen as the maids had brought out some muffins for us to snack on. The had smelt delicous, but I didn't want to sit down until I got to see what was going on between Harry and his health. He told me it was deadly so I will have to look into it more.