Devotion [h.s]

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okay so this is irrelevant to the chapter but I was listening to sweet creature like I do and the line where it's like 'it's hard when we argue, we're both stubborn I know." REALLY HIT ME THIS TIME.

It made me start thinking and I realized that I really want to see was Harry is like in an argument. Like we NEVER see harry ever in a commotion or argument with someone which is good because he's a beautiful angel BUT he's obviously been in breakups and stuff and OMG I want to see what he was like when arguing with a significant other and being stubborn and angry and stuff.

Like do you think he gets mad and yells? Or maybe he is passive aggressive and slams doors and isolates himself? Or even maybe he is just so chill and sits against the headboard of the bed and just stares at you as you yell. Maybe he's the type of guy that when you try to leave in a heated argument, he steps in front of the door and tells you that 'we need to work it out before you think about leaving'.

Ugh possibilities are endless. Not saying I want him to argue with me but YES HARRY PLEASE ARGUE AND YELL AT ME. How do you think he is in an argument??? I'm weird I know but this is on my mind.  It's so weird to picture in my head because all we see of him is this cute kindhearted lil frog.

Thank you for listening to my ted talk.

Amelia Adams

"Ah finally." Harry huffs as he walks through the front door of the cabin, the familiar smell of the fire place was going as we walked in and were confronted by warm air.

"Nice isn't it?" I smile at him while holding Briar in my right arm.

Niall and Louis walked in behind us, shutting the door behind them as we all stood in the warm house. I really missed being home, I was ready to relax and just spend time with these four healthy and alive
people.

"I cleaned up a bit." Niall said, making me smile.

"Thanks Ni." I nod. I haven't been here in the past few days like Harry either. I left the hospital to go see Briar for a couple hours but that was at my parents house. The only time I've been here was to grab a few days change of clothes.

"I need to shower." Harry states.

"Mm me too." I agree while kicking off my shoes like everyone else and walking over to the couch, sitting down with Briar and laying her on my closed thighs. She giggles and sticks her tongue out from between her closed lips, slobbering all over her chin.

"Okay great lets save water." I could hear the smirk on his face from behind me.

I look back over my shoulder and shake my head, "Nice try." I shutdown his suggestion, playing with Briar's tiny feet as she lays on my legs.

"Yeah please don't, we don't need to hear the echo of you guys fucking in a shower that I also use." Niall appoints, which makes me nod.

"Exactly." I nod in agreement before looking at Harry, "and Harry needs to rest." I add, making him roll his eyes.

"For the last time I don't need to rest! I have stitches not an amputated leg!" He justified but I wasn't being convinced.

"I don't care, you almost died and one drastic move or stretch and you'll rip your stitches. You need to be stationary for the next day at the least." I explain while smiling down at the joyful baby face, kissing the bottom of her right foot.

She lets out a heart fluttering laugh from my action, flailing her arms around and looking up at me with those bright green eyes.

"You need to have a rest too baby." I say to Briar, knowing she hasn't napped yet today. She starts babbling words only she understood, laughing up at me which of course made me smile.