Colorful (H.S) | ✔️

52

When I call Harry and let him know that I don't need a ride home from work, he's more than concerned. He insists on bringing me, but I vaguely explain that I have an errand to run and a friend who's willing to carpool. I leave out the details, hoping he won't be too pissed when I show up with Drew.

"So, will your man be upset that I'm driving you home?" Drew teases, but I can sense the nervousness in his voice. It wasn't that long ago that his nose took a dramatic hit from Harry's fist. I'm sure the memory still haunts him. 

A hand waving in my face breaks me out of my thoughts. 

"Where's your head at?" He asks, glancing at me from the corner of his eye. I apologize and begin to direct him to my place, realizing he has no idea where I live. 

After what seems like hours in a comfortable silence, we finally pull up into the complex and walk out. It's a little weird for Drew to not open the door for me, but I guess that's a boyfriend's job, which he's not anymore.

"Honey, I'm home!" I dramatically call out as I open the front door. Both my best friend and boyfriend run out of their rooms and come to me. I laugh at their eagerness, finding it adorable. 

Both stop in their tracks when they see the company I've brought. Audrey gasps in disbelief, gawking at him. 

"Drew," Harry growls, not even noticing me. I figured this would happen, but I was hoping he'd be on his best behavior. 

"Hey guys," Drew awkwardly stands in the doorway. I pull him inside and close the door behind him. "Hey Audrey," he mumbles, looking everywhere but her. Both of them are just as awkward in each other's company and I inwardly facepalm. 

This is going to be harder than I thought.

"What's he doing here?" Harry harshly whispers in my ear as he protectively wraps an arm around me. I swat him away and focus on my friends. Tonight is their night, no drama.

"Hi, Drew. Um, surprised to see you here." Audrey mumbles, tucking her hair behind her ear. I haven't seen her this shy since... well, ever. She's always been the confident one in our friendship. 

"Okay," I clap my hands, trying to break the tension. "Why don't we watch a movie or something?"

Everyone nods and heads to the living room. When they're out of earshot, Harry pulls me back. 

"What's going on in that little mind of yours? Is he why you didn't want me to drive you home?" His tone is harsh, but I can tell he's trying to maintain his composure and not lash out.

Character development! 

"Yes, Harry, I came home with my best friend's soulmate so I can help them date," I whisper back, equally as harsh. This unspoken feud between them is starting to get on my nerves, especially because it's one-sided. Sometimes, it's exhausting having to remind Harry that I'm his.

His jaw relaxes and he grabs my hand, bringing it up to his lips and planting a small kiss before leading me to the living room. Audrey and Drew are both awkwardly standing around, probably deciding where to sit without making it awkward. 

"Harry and I'll sit on the chair. You guys can take the couch," I smile. Harry smirks, knowing that means I'll be sitting in his lap. He's lucky I don't get easily embarrassed anymore, or he'd be sitting on the floor. 

It's all part of the plan. First, I pull out two throw blankets. I apologize, saying this is all we have. Then, I put on a horror movie. Even though they're three feet apart, Audrey is bound to snuggle into him.