I'll Protect Her |H.S| *On Hold*

Chapter 21

My eyes slowly opened as the morning sun was shining brightly through a tiny gap between the curtains.

I lifted my head up and looked down at Harry, he was fast asleep beneath me. I must've slept on his chest. That's odd, I don't remember falling asleep in that position.

I starred at his angelic, completely relaxed face. He looked so at ease. So peaceful.

I realised how peaceful I felt too. Never had I felt so comfortable and serene before.

If only I could have the opportunity to look at Harry like I am now, every morning.

Don't get used to it because it won't last long. My bitch of a subconscious reminded me.

Kiss him. Do it now. He's asleep, he won't even know. My inner goddess screamed.

It was so tempting, he was right here, right in front of me, he was so vulnerable and nothing was stopping me.

For gods sake Jessica gain some self control and some self respect. Seriously? He doesn't even feel the same way about you. You're his job. Nothing more. My subconscious added out of nowhere.

She was really starting to piss me off.

I smacked my forehead hard with my palm in an effort to somehow smack all the voices out of my brain.

But it was useless. Of course they stayed, and will always stay, nestled in my head.

I snapped out of my thoughts as soon as Harry stirred beneath me. Both my hands were on his chest, holding myself up.

He opened his eyes slowly and lazily. He seen me looking down at him and gave a sleepy smile while closing his eyes again.

He grabbed both my wrists and pulled them around his neck, all with his eyes still closed. My head was now leaning on Harry's chest and my hands were around his neck.

His actions took me completely by surprise, especially because of how I remembered last night ending. He referred to me as 'his job'.

But surely he wouldn't do things like this if he only thinks of me as his job. Would he?

"That was the best sleep I've had in ages." Harry hummed in his lazy husky morning voice.

"I don't want to move." He told me.

I remained silent. I didn't know how to reply to that. What did he even mean by it?

I glanced over at the clock. It was 10:00 am already.

I let out a sigh. Memories of last night fled through my mind.

"I'm going to go downstairs and make some breakfast. I was thinking we could do something today." Harry mumbled sleepily while slowly slipping out from underneath me and walking towards the door.

"You know like just the two of us? To uhhh.. Get to know each other better or whatever." Harry said awkwardly while scratching the back of his neck.

Before I could reply, he rushed out of the room and down the stairs.

He was so strange.

And confusing. Very confusing.

I got up from the bed and looked at myself in the mirror. I was still in that dreaded black night dress.

I quickly slipped out of it. Retrieved some fresh pants and a bra from my top drawer and skinny black fitted jeans along with a classy white t-shirt from the casual section of the wardrobe.

I hopped into the bathroom and had a short shower.

I changed into my clothes and blow dried my wet hair.

I combed through it once it was dry and gave myself one last look in the mirror.

Just before I left 'my' room I checked the clock.

10:40 am. Record time.

I slowly made my way downstairs, the smell of bacon filling my nose. As I edged closer to the kitchen I could hear the sizzling of the bacon on the pan and I realised how hungry I was.

"Fuck!" I heard Harry hiss from inside the kitchen.

I quickened my pace and entered the kitchen to see Harry holding out his right hand in front of his face. He was starring at it and his face looked like he was in discomfort.

Harry noticed my presence and moved his hand behind his back.

"Harry, did you hurt your hand?" I asked him quietly, I was now standing in front of him. He was starring down at me and he didn't say a word.

I gently held his arm and pulled it from behind his back to reveal his hand.

There was a roaring red burn in a line across his palm.

I carefully held his hand with the both of mine. Examining the burn. It looked very sore.

"Here, let me." I whispered. Leading him over to the sink.

"This might sting a little." I whispered as I ran the cold water over his hand.

Harry drew in a hiss and quickly pulled his hand away, causing me to jump. He then let out his boyish giggle.

"Gotcha." He laughed with his award winning smile.

I lightly shook my head but couldn't help the small smile from creeping to my face. I softly took his hand again and pulled it back under the water.

He let me keep his hand there for the next few minutes as we remained in silence.

"Where's your first aid box?" I asked him.

"There's one in that press right there." He answered back quietly.

I let go of his hand and opened the press beneath the sink. A big red box caught my eye and I pulled it out and set it on top of the counter.

I searched through the box and selected a dressing to coat the burn and a bandage to wrap his hand in along with some tape.

Harry then suddenly lifted me up onto the counter.

He stood between my legs and held out his hand. Waiting for me to dress it.

"Doesn't it hurt?" I asked quietly, looking at his hand.

"Not really." Harry shook his head.

I looked at him questioningly, raising an eyebrow.

"High pain tolerance." He answered. Ending the conversation.

I took the dressing and smeared it across his burn. I looked at Harry's face, his eyes were fixed on my fingers dressing his burn.

He continued to stare as I wrapped the bandage around his palm again and again.

When I was happy with the way it looked I grabbed the small scissors from the big red box and cut the bandage. Then lastly I taped the end of the bandage down to keep it in place.

"How do you know all this stuff?" Harry asked looking at his, now bandaged, hand.

"My Dad was a doctor." I answered quietly.

Harry paled.

"Oh." Harry said looking off into the distance. "I see." He whispered.

A/N

Hey guys! I will be updating again either tonight or tomorrow:)

Could you pretty please check out these two Harry fanfics:

'The Sound of Silence' by Neha_Malik

And

'Numb' by AStyles_

I have read both and they're amazing!