Romancing The Stone [H.S]

CHAPTER 60

In the middle of the night when the wolves come out
They head straight for your heart
Like a bullet in the dark
One by one, I take them down
We can run and hide, ain't goin' down without a fight
I hear them calling for you
I hear them calling for you
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Tw// Rape, Sexual Harassment and sensitive topic.

Stella

It was Saturday morning and we were baking walnut pies, Harry being no use with his teasing. He sometimes infuriates me so much that my fingers itch to strangle him by his Gucci flamy socks.

After munching half of the walnuts he made excuses that he's too tired to break more, his audacity. My over-blown threats of making him sleep on couch are enough to make him oblige.

Our afternoon was lazy full of cuddles on our sofa with his favourite show binging on the television, he gets so amused listening to elder women's gossips like he has never heard them before then I realized he's a man. But,  the time halted around it's needle when  Agatha called that Nana's sick addmited into hospital.

His jaw ticked with tension as he paced around the floor. He was worried beyond his own expectations because he loves our Nana too much. In the end I suggested him to visit her.

He was highly strung standing at our main door kissing me again and again, lecturing me to check the locks at night, to turn of the gas from behind the stoves does he thinks I'm gonna burn house behind him? When I'm actually gonna live on pizza and noodles.

The last time I felt his lips murmur against mine with 'I love you' and 'I'm gonna miss you' were two days before. It's the first time I'm without him since we've been living together and I've to admit with anticipation that I'm missing him really bad.

All I do's work, watch netflix, snuggles with shrew and reminisce our blur memories moving all around the house.
Like, when we used to dance tipsily infront of the living room window the late promise of our enjoyment shadowing on the curtains.

Sprawled onto different furniture or hardwood tiles while reading our own collection of books, and whenever he wanted to kiss me he would skid across the whole floor clumsily on his back to capture my lips in his with ferver. 

When he reached London he didn't call because he straight away went to hospital, finding out that Nana had an asthma attack and she forgot me again only remembering me as his wife. The only little fella she remember's is Ben.

My ears are excited to absorb his hoarse beautiful voice but because of the time zones all we've got to manage is texts.

It's nine in the evening and for the third day in row I'm eating pizza with different flavour, nonchalantly I offered crust to Shrew but giving me an attitude she jumped down to rest in her bassinet. Fine I get it I'm her slave.

I choked on my wine when the door-bell rang. Switching to james bond mode I squinted my eyes taking slow steps towards the threshold.

Harry's scoldings roaming in my mind but my subconscious mimicking him because it's not like I have never spent my life alone, two years we've lived in dorms and if you could live there you're a superhero who can manage to live anywhere.

Looking from the peep hole confusion struck me and the bell-rang vigorously clearly showing the testiness of Jodi.

"Oh, c'mon! What took you ages?" She frowned throwing her arms by side. Her lips as usually painted bright red hair dusky blonde the only difference's she's more mild and humble now.