Perfect Isn't Weak

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Shorter chapter buttttt I will be updating again in the next 48 hours!! I promised more updates so that is what you're going to get during this time because it's what I can do to help. 

Harry isn't in this chapter much, but it is a key chapter so please read! Hope you enjoy! Comment and vote pleaseeeee! 

The next chapter will be dedicated to @oceaneyes1d ! THANK YOU FOR THE SONG IT WILL BE THE SONG OF THE CHAPTER FOR THE NEXT ONE WHICH WILL BE UP SOON! LOTS OF LOVE THANK YOU FOR READING BABE! 

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Enjoy. 

Rosie 

It's been a few weeks with Asher in the house. Harry has been training hard for this fight, and according to him Harry and his mom are doing a lot better. I woke up to the smell of cinnamon and what seemed to be chia seeds. I kept my phone in my room and went downstairs after I brushed my teeth, washed my face and all. 

"Rosie babe, Asher made us pancakes," my aunt says kissing my cheek as she walks to put the plate of fruit on the table. 

"Asher you cook?" I asked him crossing my arms a bit confused. 

"You bet I do Cuzzo!" He hands me a plate of the pancakes he made. 

I took a look at the plate of pancakes he handed me and my first thought was "this is how I would've imagined my liver to look like if it was burned and tossed in power". It smelled better than it looked, to be honest. 

"Cool. What kind of pancake is it?" I ask poking it with my fork. 

"Cinnamon Roll Protein," he responds. 

Eh, honestly the idea for waffles Harry and I had before Asher bused in was better than this shit. 

"Rosanna babe your phone has been going off for like an hour upstairs!" My father says as he adjusts his tie in the mirror we have by the door. 

"I'll go grab it!" I respond and rush up the stairs. 

It's probably Harry. I took a look at the time, it was 8:58 am, yeah my baby is in a deep slumber right now, it's not Harry. I was shocked to see the caller I.D. read "Ester". Huh? What did he want? Was everything okay?

"Hello?" I nervously answered the phone. 

"Yes, Rosanna," it was indeed Ester. 

"Yes sir, it's me," I responded quickly. "Do you need to talk to Harry? He's not with me," I jumped to conclusions. 

"No, no, I don't, I know that lazy ass is still in bed," he says making me laugh a bit. "I need to talk to you," he says and at that moment my heart began to pound so hard I felt like ti was going to break my rib cage. 

"Sure, go ahead, I'm all ears," I respond. 

"I need you to watch yourself," I tried to understand what he meant. 

"What do you mean?" I ask confused. 

"I heard Asher was staying at your place," he says before taking a deep breath. "I need to warn you for a lot of reasons. See Harry, he may not be my blood, but he sure as hell feels like it, I've watched that boy fall, cry, get drunk, anything you name it, and I know he has a temper sometimes. See he'll never hurt you, I'm not saying he's a raging weirdo, he's just super sensitive and I need you to know that Asher is at your house is going to fuck with his mind." As Ester spoke my mind trailed to how Harry felt the first day Asher got here, he seemed to feel bad. I love Harry and I'm so so so sick of him feeling bad because of me and my family.