Palas

18. "You're the best."

The first time when I wake up, Harry's feet have turned in to my pillow. His lower body is wrapped in a plaid so I'm not actually lying on his feet. I'm wrapped up in a blanket as well. The sun is starting to come up which means it is still too early for me to get up.

A familiar sounds pulls me back in to my dreams and before I know it, my eyes are starting to feel heavy again and I turn around. With my head facing the headboard of the lounge couch, I fall back asleep.

The second time I wake up, Harry's gone. His blanket is still on the couch, but I know he has been gone for a while because it is cold. I drop my own plaid and fold it before I place it on my side of the couch.

I stretch my body, letting my clothes fall back in place, as well as my face. I must look horrible, but I feel better than I thought. I actually slept alright considering I was outside, on a couch with Harry. It might have been my best night sleep since I came here.

I can't believe it is already Monday again. Last week my plane landed around this time and I bumped into a cranky Harry. If you would have told me that I would sleep next to him in a week's time, I would have eaten my hat. It's strange how much can change in such a short period of time. Even I changed a bit.

For a moment I just look over the beautiful sea, but then I realize that someone brought me here and that someone is missing. When I walk towards the door to enter the spacious living room, I hear whispers and I fall still when one is saying my name.

"Alex isn't Rosie," Harry says angry and I can't help but eavesdrop. What the hell is he talking about and to who?

"I know that son, and I know you." Zeno answers my question and the way they discus me sends shivers down my spine.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Harry's voice is booming through the space and I wonder if they forgot about me.

"I know how you treat woman." Zeno sounds livid by this point and I can't help but stand here and listen. It's like I am frozen to the ground. 

"God, are you ever going to forgive me? Ava did," Harry spits the words and for a moment my heart sinks to my feet. Harry and Ava?

"I will never forget Harry." Zeno is cold and I wish I could see their faces, make out what is going on here.

"It has been three years. And know what? She probably fucked a hundred guys after me." I almost hear the smirk in Harry's voice and the dead laughter drains all blood from my face.

"You-." Zeno's voice is cut off but something else.

"What were you going to say?" Harry's voice is threatening and I am actually scared of them.

"Nothing," Zeno breathes and I wonder what Harry did to him to make him shut up. It sounds as if he's struggling. "All I'm saying is that I want you to be careful when it comes to Alex. Don't make the same mistake twice."

"You've got to be kidding me," Harry hisses. "Don't threaten me when it comes to Alex. She's nothing like Rosie. Disappointing, right?"

"We'll see," Zeno says dryly.

"You stay away from her." The last part comes out in staggered breaths. I'm trying to picture the way Harry looks right now, but I can't process anything. What the hell are they talking about and why is Harry protecting me from Zeno? It doesn't make any sense.

"Or?" Zeno provokes him and I almost admire him after the way Harry talked to him.

"You know exactly what will happen," Harry growls and goosebumps rise over my entire body.