Do not cross the line

Chapter 18

You spend almost whole sunday at Evelyn's and Eric's place. You listened their telling you stories about Matthew, you laughed together, you cried together, even you never met Matthew, but listening they talk about their son, made you feel like you grew up with him.

They asked if you could help them with the bakery, but you have to say no, and telling them you were going to do long days at the office for the next weeks.

They understood, they knew your career was important to you, and that you dreamed working in the studio for a long time. So they asked if you atleast had time to do some flyers that they are looking for employees to the bakery.

And ofcourse you said yes, even it would mean you needed to stay up late while you worked with that after long day in office. They told you they won't have much money to pay you, but you said you won't take anything from it.

So they told you that you will get anything for free from the bakery.

You started working with the flyer immediately you got home from their place, and you were really tired on the next morning when you headed to the office.

You didn't cared about the whistles and yells you once again got on the hall when you made your way to the offices.

And when you walked through the glass doors, you almost bumped up against Harry's chest.

"Hey love, you still sleeping?" - he stepped further, looking at you with soft smile. You gave him a quick smile, passing him without saying anything, but soon you felt how he grabbed your arm and turned you around.

"Hey... What's wrong?" - you were not able to look at him, fearing you might start to cry.

"I'm fine." - you said, avoiding his attentions to get an eye-contact with you.

"Sure, and I am the King of England." - he chuckled, making you to smile genuinely.

Harry waited, letting go of your hand as you gathered yourself, finally taking your lungs full of air, before letting them out with long puff.

"The bakery owners lost their son." - you said, feeling how tear escaped from the corner of your eye and you quickly wiped it away.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry love." - Harry quickly wrapped his hands around you, pulling you against his wide chest as you hid your face o it, letting your few tears disappear to the fabric.

You told him about Evelyn and Eric when you were eating breakfast on the saturday morning, how you were friends with them and helping making flyers to their bakery, so Harry knew why the information made you feel like how you felt now.

You quietly let yourself sob against his chest, while he kissed the top of your head, rocking you slowly in his arms.

And in the end of the hall, there were pair of hazel-brownish eyes staring at you two.

Sam's chest hurted painfully when he looked how you and Harry were embracing each other in the middle of the hall, Harry kissing your hair.

It hurt him when he saw Harry holding you in his arms, in the way he wanted to hold you.

But why you two were hugging?

Had something happened between you two?

The imagine of Harry kissing and touching your body made his chest fill also with rage. The idea of you moaning under him made him see red.

He needed to act faster, he'll needed to know if you also happened to feel the connection between you two.

He watched as you pulled away from Harry's embrace, looking up to him with small smile what made his stomach to flip.