Binding Rules

Gesture. (38th Chapter)

…At Harry’s House…




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Harmony's POV:
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Eleanor assisted me in hanging my clothes, helping me to settle in a new room. I never asked Harry how many rooms does this house contain; but I was lucky to have a room to myself. “Are you still scared?” I nod, folding the last shirt, in order to place it in the closet.“Why would anyone want to scare me off? El, I know we haven’t known each other for a long time, but I’m not a troublemaker. I never did anything that could harm my security; I really don’t know how things will go on from here.”




She pats my shoulder, giving me a kind smile. “At least you know that you won’t be harmed here. The boys will always keep their attention on your safety. (She laughs a little) Including me.” I give her my weakest giggle, embracing her in a sisterly hug.





“(The door opens, while he pokes his head inside) Lunch is here, girls. (He gives me a light grin) I hope you like Chinese, Harmony.” Niall seems to be worried, like the rest, but he is trying his best not to show it. I appreciate his sensitivity, because I really need it at this time. Louis was caring enough to call Hector for my sake, explaining to him how I wouldn’t need the job afterall.




Even though I protested, him and the rest of the bunch assured me that I must be kept indoors for the time being. The only case that would allow me to go somewhere, is with a fully time escort from one of the men. They are like family to me, regardless of what they work. I never thought that a day would come, when I would be surrounded with people this thoughtful.





The three of us glide downstairs, walking to the dining room where everyone is seated. My eyes scan for the owner of my heart, until I see his glorious face. He pats his hand on the chair next to him, but Niall goes for that seat. “Mate, I didn’t know you saved me this seat. Thank you.” He smiles innocently at Harry, earning a chuckle from the rest of us. Niall looks at us in a frustrated matter, not understanding why we all are laughing.




“Sorry to break your heart, but I was saving it for my girlfriend.” Gasps fill the room; while I tilt my head low to blush without notice. This is the first time that Harry has referred to me as his girlfriend, even though I knew we were together; it sounded so delicate to my ears. 





Niall stands from the chair, whipping his hands like a gentleman for me to sit. “I say we all celebrate this. Zayn mate, grab a bottle of whine from the cabinet.” Liam requests, as his eyes flicker through me and Harry. Zayn takes the gesture to poor a little bit of whine in everyone’s cup, but I hold my hand up for him to pass filling mine. “(He whispers, landing a kiss on my cheek) Drink a little, babe.” I shake my head at Harry, giving him a genuine smile.





“I’m not that fond of drinking.” He nods in understanding, resting his hand on my thigh.“(He stands up, lifting his glass to announce) To our new roommate, and to the new relationship that could never been predicted; since Harold is a cold-hearted twat.” I shake my head, giggling at Louis's words amongst the rest. Harry groans playfully, while they all take a sip from their alcohol.




“(He places his cup on the tip of my lips) What’s mine is yours. Isn’t that how relationships are?” I roll my eyes at his cheesy remark, taking a tiny sip. “(I bat my eyelashes at him) It tastes better, since your lips touched it.” He gives me a positive-warning look, before whispering in my ear. “Don’t test my tolerance, pretty face. (I sense him smile his next- spoken verse) Or else we would need to head upstairs to test your new bed, alone.”