Styles Games {h.s} |Editing soon|

Twenty-Nine

Harry was catching me up about the black dagger on my way to work this morning. He insisted he ride with me to work and then head to the airport after dropping me off. Another week without him but I'll manage.

This weekend is going to be huge.

Not only do we have the black dagger but we test the living together. I've never lived with another man. I know we didn't talk about it much but I don't know if I'm ready to give up my apartment. It's not like I have to but there wouldn't be a need if I'm at Harry's house.

Our house

He called it our house this morning.

I'm not on the edge of living with harry. I just don't want things to go wrong when they seem to be going right. Harry isn't happy about his mother and brother either but we don't talk about them much. We don't talk about Harry much.

I know he doesn't care about Elena.

I know he doesn't care about Abigail.

I know he doesn't care about his brother nor mother but it isn't healthy to bottle it up. I feel like he does that and he is used to people not asking anything else about it when he changes the subject.

Which he changes the subject a lot.

I want him to open up to me. I want him to know I'm here for him.

The Black Dagger is a huge event. It was for lovers and couples only. The rich and only the richest of course. I never attended being the lonely person I am and never asked anyone since I wasn't going to fuck them by the end of the night.

The men will dress in a black and white suit. The women must wear all black, masks included. It was a masquerade ball after all. It is very formal considering the dirty mind behind it.

You don't arrive with your lover, you both will be handed a number when arriving with masks on and you'll immediately write down a donation that will later go to charity.

You'll end up dancing with some strangers until you feel like you found your date and then you'll both go to a table where you'll see if you were right about your dance partner.

If you get your partner by 12, lucky you. The money you both wrote on your card number will go to an organization of your choice and you get to deliver the check yourself. It was a fun event that started way back in New York.

You do all of this without talking. You can't even mumble a single word to the people you end up dancing with.

That is why it'll be tricky.

You win both ways though. The money goes to some amazing place and you get to enjoy your night surrounded by fine dining and dances.

I'm surprised when Harry asked me to attend in hopes of finding me.

I had to get my hands on a black dress. I'm thinking silk and backless. I'll do a glitter black mask and some black leather heels. I'm positive I can spot my man from a crowd any day but who knows? Any stranger could approach me thinking I was his lucky number.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I look at Jonah in confusion.

"The key you keep twirling in your hand. Is it Harry's?" I looked down and nodded.

"He wants to live together. I don't think I'm ready." I admit defeat.

"Why is that?"

"I don't know. It feels odd. It feels like I'd be giving up my life." He frowns before grabbing my hand.

"You wouldn't be giving up your life. You'd be sharing it. Sometimes we don't realize how tall our walls are until someone is ready to knock them down. It is scary and it's okay to be scared." He was right.

"It's so new you know? I hate the feeling of it. I'm totally in love with him and that scares me. I've never relied on anyone the way I have Harry. I don't want moving in together ruin what we have." We both turned our heads to see who was knocking on my unopened door.

It was Brandon.

"Please don't leave." I tense my hand in Jonah's and he nods. I let Brandon know he can come in and he does and notices Jonah holding my hand. I know it looks wrong but it is a comfort thing for me. He should know that.

"Can I have a moment alone with Mel?"

"No." Jonah deadpans a cold facial expression. I'm so thankful to have him.

"What is it that you want?" I sounded bratty.

"I thought you should know that Abigail and Elena are up to something. I came here in hopes of getting you back after fucking up several times. I see that'll never happen. I was being used and frankly, so are you." I scrunch my face in confusion and shock.

"What do you mean.. Me being used? I believed him when he said Abigail and Elena were up to something but not the last part.

"I can't already tell you don't believe me but next time you see your boyfriend, ask him why he was at Elena's place last Tuesday when he was supposed to be away on a business trip." I hold my face still. He wasn't going to know I was hurt and confused.

"Exactly. She was gone a couple days as well. Don't say I didn't warn you. I'm leaving, I've had enough with New York. I generally wish you the best." Something tugs at my heart.

"Thank you... goodbye brandon." I fight the tears as he closes the door behind him.

"Do you believe him?"

"Harry was gone for 14 days on business. We didn't chat much during that, which was weird. Please stop me from overthinking."

"Okay. Let's go get drunk!" I nod before grabbing my coat and bag.

"Code Red Sally! We won't be back the rest of the day. Close up before leaving." Jonah fills in Sally without giving away details. Theresa was out with her husband this whole week. Sally is her replacement when she can't come in.

I don't really know Sally. I should make it my goal though. She seems really sweet.

It has been awhile since I've been to this bar. The last time I was here I met a handsome stranger who I get to call my boyfriend now.

Who I'm trying not to think about.

I trust harry. I trust harry. I trust harry.

"I can't think of the last time I even had a drink." Jonah confesses as he orders us both a shot.

"Same, harry's been my stress reliever so I broke up with alcohol.'' That was a joke.

But not really

Work seems so much easier when I have a night with Harry planned. My mind wasn't jumbling anymore and I feel so much lighter.

It isn't just the sex. It is being with harry. His laugh, his touch, his warmth. He makes me happy and so therefore I don't have much to stress about and when I do, it seems so small when I'm with him or even just thinking about him.

He has me around his finger.

"What do you think? I think he is just pulling your hair. He can get to you because he can't get to harry without getting his ass kicked so why not approach you with some bullshit. I hope you aren't letting it get to you. Harry loves you."

I nod before taking another shot.

Harry loves me and I trust him

"Trust issues can not come from an ex that wants you back and can't stand the thought of you with another man. He just causes problems."

"You are right. We have a big weekend. The black dagger and then we do the whole living together thing." I don't know why it feels so weird to say that.

"I am so happy for you girl. Look at this life you are building for yourself. I hope you are proud of yourself." I smile before pulling him into a hug. I was not my mother and I'm proving that everyday.