Binding Rules
Slept Well? (17th Chapter)
…The Next Day…
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Harmony's POV:
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I barely was able to sleep, once Louis left. I did promise him to keep my mouth sealed about the information he provided; but still I’m curious about different aspects. Harry’s heart is broken, and it made him turn to this repulsive person that I don’t favour at all. But from what Louis said, he was sensitive; humane even. What about that job that all of them share?
I guess if I ask more, I might risk my safety; still I really want to find out. I want to find out in an indirect way, where there would be no risk for the rest and me. I can’t help not being curious, and a little scared as well. But how would these five men be involved in a violating job? Each one of them showed me nothing but respect, care, and pure intentions; well four of them at least. Harry worries me now, and I’m afraid that I won’t be able to act normally after what I’ve learned yesterday.
I change my wardrobe once I finish showering (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=116144159), sliding down the stairs in complete silence. I wouldn’t want to awaken the beast that lies on my couch, because it won’t be a pleasant morning's start. I send a quick message to Niall, informing him to come as soon as possible, so that he could pick Harry up. I don’t see any car, truck, or bike outside; how did Harry arrive last night?
So many questions, and a tiny source of limited answers. I fix a pot of coffee, while I arrange a set of mugs on the tray. I suddenly flinch when I feel a pair of sneaky arms; placing themselves on my waist, from the back. “I don’t care how I woke up being here, since you’re included in my scenery.”
I don’t turn, fearing that my eyes would reveal my thoughts to him. “Slept well?” I wriggle out of his hands, pouring coffee into the mugs. “Could have slept better, but its alright I guess.” I nod, still giving him my back, tapping my fingernails on the marble counter. “Are you well?” I sigh at his question, because it tortures me not to face him with what I know.
Harry’s goal is to sleep with me, and then forget me. Not that I ever expected much from him previously, but now that my thoughts turned to reality; I feel scared. “Yeah, why wouldn’t I?” I finally turn around, staring at the gorgeous creature behind me. “(I stare down at his feet, smiling a little) Did you forget to put on your shoes?”
He looks down at his white socks, then back to my face; giving me a careless shrug. “Did you take them off for me, last night?” I shake my head, replying carefully: “Louis did that.” His warm features harden at the name of his mate, replaying his hostile behaviour from last night. He stays quiet, seemingly forcing himself to not over react about our famous subject so far.
“(I hand him a mug, offering) Coffee?” He takes it slowly, but then he hisses from the heat; making the mug crash on the tile flooring. “(He mumbles, while kneeling down) Sorry for that.” I nod, mimicking his actions to clean the ceramic crash and liquid stains. He begins to pick up the pieces, but I hold his wrist lightly; wanting him to stop. His eyes fixate themselves on my hand holding his wrist, allowing his other hand to brush mine. I shiver from his touch, letting go immediately.
“(I stutter in a quick speed) I-its okay, just um… go sit and I’ll fix you another cup.” He gives me a deep look, melting his eyes into my blue pair. He nods slowly, but then the doorbell rings. Fog begins to bark at the door, like always, and I take that as a sign of Niall arriving. “I’ll get it?” Harry asks softly, making my body shiver from his tone; I nod allowing him to behave upon his wish. What are you doing to me Harry…?
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Harmony's POV:
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I barely was able to sleep, once Louis left. I did promise him to keep my mouth sealed about the information he provided; but still I’m curious about different aspects. Harry’s heart is broken, and it made him turn to this repulsive person that I don’t favour at all. But from what Louis said, he was sensitive; humane even. What about that job that all of them share?
I guess if I ask more, I might risk my safety; still I really want to find out. I want to find out in an indirect way, where there would be no risk for the rest and me. I can’t help not being curious, and a little scared as well. But how would these five men be involved in a violating job? Each one of them showed me nothing but respect, care, and pure intentions; well four of them at least. Harry worries me now, and I’m afraid that I won’t be able to act normally after what I’ve learned yesterday.
I change my wardrobe once I finish showering (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=116144159), sliding down the stairs in complete silence. I wouldn’t want to awaken the beast that lies on my couch, because it won’t be a pleasant morning's start. I send a quick message to Niall, informing him to come as soon as possible, so that he could pick Harry up. I don’t see any car, truck, or bike outside; how did Harry arrive last night?
So many questions, and a tiny source of limited answers. I fix a pot of coffee, while I arrange a set of mugs on the tray. I suddenly flinch when I feel a pair of sneaky arms; placing themselves on my waist, from the back. “I don’t care how I woke up being here, since you’re included in my scenery.”
I don’t turn, fearing that my eyes would reveal my thoughts to him. “Slept well?” I wriggle out of his hands, pouring coffee into the mugs. “Could have slept better, but its alright I guess.” I nod, still giving him my back, tapping my fingernails on the marble counter. “Are you well?” I sigh at his question, because it tortures me not to face him with what I know.
Harry’s goal is to sleep with me, and then forget me. Not that I ever expected much from him previously, but now that my thoughts turned to reality; I feel scared. “Yeah, why wouldn’t I?” I finally turn around, staring at the gorgeous creature behind me. “(I stare down at his feet, smiling a little) Did you forget to put on your shoes?”
He looks down at his white socks, then back to my face; giving me a careless shrug. “Did you take them off for me, last night?” I shake my head, replying carefully: “Louis did that.” His warm features harden at the name of his mate, replaying his hostile behaviour from last night. He stays quiet, seemingly forcing himself to not over react about our famous subject so far.
“(I hand him a mug, offering) Coffee?” He takes it slowly, but then he hisses from the heat; making the mug crash on the tile flooring. “(He mumbles, while kneeling down) Sorry for that.” I nod, mimicking his actions to clean the ceramic crash and liquid stains. He begins to pick up the pieces, but I hold his wrist lightly; wanting him to stop. His eyes fixate themselves on my hand holding his wrist, allowing his other hand to brush mine. I shiver from his touch, letting go immediately.
“(I stutter in a quick speed) I-its okay, just um… go sit and I’ll fix you another cup.” He gives me a deep look, melting his eyes into my blue pair. He nods slowly, but then the doorbell rings. Fog begins to bark at the door, like always, and I take that as a sign of Niall arriving. “I’ll get it?” Harry asks softly, making my body shiver from his tone; I nod allowing him to behave upon his wish. What are you doing to me Harry…?
Notes
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