Colorful (H.S) | ✔️

37

I could feel things sliding back into place. Although Ellie hasn't said it, I can tell she's becoming more comfortable with me. She's letting me back in.

That all may change today.

There's only one thing on the schedule, going to my mum's house.

Of course, she wants to meet my assistant, the one who I handpicked from the States. I silently curse myself for hyping her up too much.

I love the idea of Ellie meeting my family, but I was hoping it would be after we got married. That way, it would be harder to drive her away.

I just wish she was meeting my mum as my soulmate and not some assistant.

Only two weeks remain in her assignment. After that, she can legally go back home if she wants. I don't know what that would mean for us. 

God, I hope she stays. 

I decide to check up on her, making sure she isn't losing her marbles about meeting my family.

I wish she had just kept the suite across the hall, it would make life much easier. Plus, I'd see her so much more.

Once I get to her door, I knock twice.

"Coming," she calls. I hear a loud thunk and a curse from her lips. She opens the door all frazzled. "Harry!" She smiles. 

She's not even done getting ready. She's in a tank top and grey sweatpants.

"You know we have to leave soon, right?" I ask, looking her up and down.

"Yeah, I know. I'm hurrying," she huffs. "I'll be done in like ten minutes." 

I'm not so sure about that. 

"Alright, would you mind meeting me in my room when you're ready?" 

She nods and shuts the door in a hurry. 

She seems fine. Definitely not panicking or anything.

I go up to my room and chill for a little. I have nothing but time on my hands. Knowing her, she'll take a while.

My mum calls, making sure I'm still coming. I love her, but mothers can be so naggy sometimes. 

A soft knock comes from my door. I go to open it and see Ellie awkwardly holding her dress from the back.

"Can you zip this up for me?" She asks sheepishly. I nod and pull her into the room, shutting the door with my foot. 

I grab the back of her dress, zipping it up slowly. My cold hand momentary touches her back. She flinches at my touch, but doesn't make a move. A shiver runs through her body. I subconsciously throw on a smirk, knowing she's still phased by my touch.

"What?" She asks when she sees my facial expression.

I make up an excuse quickly. "You just look so sexy in that dress."

Her face flashes a bright pink and I wonder if that was the wrong thing to say. I need to rebuild my relationship with her, and she's already stated she doesn't want me like that. Maybe I'm moving too fast.

The old Ellie would have curtsied at my compliment as a joke.

Her lips form a small smile, taking the compliment. That's better than her being upset and I'll take that any day. 

"Is it too fancy?" She asks, creasing down her dress. 

It is, but that's okay. "No," I lie, not wanting her to change.