73 Bite My Head Off

I wake up to Harry snoring lightly, his lips pressed to my ear. My back is pressed tightly against his chest and his legs are hooked around mine. Memories from last night bring a smile to my lips, before the euphoric feeling is replaced by panic. Will he feel the same in the light of day? Or will he torture and taunt me for offering myself to him? I roll over slowly to face him, to examine his perfect features while his permanent frown is smoothed by sleep. I reach out and run my index finger over his eye brow ring, then down to the bruise on cheek. His lip looks better, as do his knuckles since he finally agreed to let me help him wash them off last night.

His eyes snap open as my finger greedily traces his lips.

"What are you doing?" he asks, I can't decipher his tone, that makes me uneasy.

"Sorry...I was just..." I don't know what to say. I don't know what type of mood he will be in after as we fall asleep in each others arms.

"Don't stop." He whispers and closes his eyes again. Half of the weight on my chest disappears and I smile before tracing over the shape of his plump lips again, careful to avoid his injury.

"What are your plans for today?" he asks a few minutes later, reopening his eyes.

"I actually have plans with Karen to work on her greenhouse out back." I tell him and he sits up.

"Really?" He must be mad. I know he doesn't like Karen, even though she is one of the sweetest people I have ever met.

"Yes." I mumble.

"Well, I guess I don't have to worry about my family liking you, they like you better than they do to me." He chuckles and runs the pad is his thumb across my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.

"The problem with that is, if I keep handing out here my dad may start to believe I actually like him." he says, his tone light but his eyes dark.

"Maybe you and your dad could hand out or something while Karen and I are outside." I suggest. He is probably going to bite my head off.

"No, definitely not. I will go back to my house, my real house and wait for you to be done." He growls.

"I wanted you to stay here though, it may take a long time. Her greenhouse is in pretty bad shape." I say. He seems to be at a loss for words which makes my heart warm at the thought that he doesn't want to be away from me very long.

"I...I don't know Tessa. He probably doesn't want to hand out with me anyway." he mumbles.

"Of course he does. When is the last time you two were even in the same room alone together?" I ask and he shrugs.

"I don't know...years. I don't know if this is a good idea." He says, running his hands over his head.

"If you are uncomfortable you can always join Karen and I outside." I assure him. I am astonished that he is considering spending time with his father.

"Fine...but I am only doing this because the thought of leaving you, even for a little while..." he stops, I know he isn't good at expressing how he feels so I stay quiet, giving him time to collect himself. "Well, let's just say it is worse than hanging out with my prick of a father." I smile, despite his harsh words against his dad. The father Harry knows from childhood is not the same man that is downstairs, and I hope Harry can come around to see that. After I climb out of bed, I remember that I have no clothes with me, no toothbrush, nothing.

"I need to go by my room and grabs some things." I tell him and he tenses.

"Why?"

"Because I don't have any clothes, and I need to brush my teeth." I laugh. When I look at him he has a small smile on his face but it doesn't reach his eyes. "What's wrong?" I ask, afraid of the answer.

"Nothing...how long will you be gone?"

"Well I was assuming you would come with me?" As the words leave my mouth, he visibly relaxes, What's with him?

"Oh."

"Are you going to tell me why you are being weird?" I ask with my hands on my hips.

"I'm not...I just thought u you were trying to leave. Leave me." His voice says so small and unlike him that I get the urge to walk over and cradle him. Instead, I gesture for him to come to me and he nods before getting up and standing in front of me.

"I'm not going anywhere. I just need some clothes." I tell him again.

"I know...it's just going to take a little getting used to...I am used to you running away from me."

"Well I am used to you pushing me away from you, so we both have just some adjusting to do." I smile and lay my head in his chest. I feel oddly comforted by his worry, I had been terrified that he would change his mind this morning and it feels good to know he was just afraid.

"Yea, I guess we do. I love you." He says and it hits me just as hard as it did the first time, and the twentieth last night.

"And I love you too." I tell him and he frowns.

"Don't say too." He says.

"Why?" Oh no.

"I don't know...it just makes me feel like you are just agreeing with me." he looks down. I remember the promise I made to myself last night that I will do whatever I can to help his self doubt.

"I love you." I say and he looks up at me. His eyes soften and he gently presses his lips against mine.

"Thank you." he says when he pulls away.

I roll my eyes at how flawless he looks in plain white t-shirt and black jeans. He never wears anything except plain white or black t-shirt and black jeans every single day, but he looks perfect, every single day. He doesn't need all the bells and whistles on his clothing, his simple style suits him so well. I put on my clothes from last night and he grabs my purse for me before we head downstairs.

Karen and Ken are in the living room when we walk downstairs.

"I made some breakfast." Karen smiles. I feel slightly uncomfortable with Karen and Ken knowing I stayed with Harry, again. I know they seem to be perfectly fine with it, and we are adults but that doesn't stop my cheeks from heating.

"Thank you." I smile and she gives me a curious look, I know I will get some questions when we are in the greenhouse. I walk into the kitchen and Harry follows me. We both fill our plates with food and sit at the table.

'Are Liam and Danielle here?" I ask Karen. Danielle will probably be confused seeing me with Harry again after being with Zayn last night. I shake off the negative thoughts.

"No, they went to Seattle for the day to do some sight seeing." She informs us. "Were you still wanting to work on the greenhouse today?"

"Yea, of course. I just have to run to my room and change my clothes." I tell her.

"Good. I look forward to it. I will have Ken bring the bags of soil out from the shed while you're gone."

"If you wait till we get back Harry can help him?" I half ask, looking at Harry.

"Oh, you will be here today as well?" He smiles grows. How can he not see that people care about him?

"Uh...yea. I was going to just hang out here today...I guess. If that's cool with you?" He shutters.

"Of course! Ken! Did you hear that Harry is going to be here all day!" Her excitement makes me smile and Harry rolls his eyes.

"Be nice." I whisper in his ear and he plasters the fakest smile I have ever seen across his face. I giggle and kick his foot with mine.