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She Talks To Angels

4

Charlie woke up wrapped up in Harry's warm embrace. He was still asleep so she took the chance to properly look him over. His features had definitely become more defined over the years. His once slightly chubby cheeks shrunk to reveal a sharp jawline and his curly locks were no longer a mop on his head, but now a styled quiff which was slightly messy from sleep. He had grown his hair out before she left so seeing it so short again and being able to see his ears once more was nice.

Without being able to help herself she reached up to gently brush a few stray curls from his face then allowed her fingertips to lightly trace the shape of his brow before falling down his jawline and up to his perfectly pink lips which she had been dying to kiss since she saw him. Harry had woken up when she first touched him, but he kept his eyes closed and pretend to be asleep to see what she would do. He felt her fingers tracing over the shape of his lips ever so slowly. His lips unvoluntarily parted at the touch, but he managed to keep himself stilled so she wasn't alerted that he was awake.

What surprised him was that he soon felt her breath on his lips which told him that she was closer than he thought. His heart pounded against his rib cage, screaming to be set free so it could rejoin its lost love that waited within her. Her lips barely brushed his and just as he was about to lean in the rest of the way her phone rang which caused her to jump back to grab it.

His eyes opened as he watched her sit on the edge of the bed with her back to him, listening closely to the conversation that was going on. He recognized his mother's voice letting her know that her mother had woken up and she was ready for visitors now if she wanted to stop by.

"Alright. Thank you, Anne." She said softly.

Charlie hung up the phone and turned to find Harry watching her intently. She quickly turned back around to hide her red cheeks, wondering if he just woke up or if he had been awake for longer than that.

"My um... my mum is awake. Do you think you could drive me?" She asked.

"Of course. I have to get back to work soon anyway."

Charlie felt him get out of bed and she glanced over, watching him grab some clothes before heading into the bathroom. She soon heard the shower running so she assumed she had enough time to make them some breakfast. After changing into jeans and one of her favorite Fleetwood Mac tees she found herself wandering over to his closet to pull out one of his sweatshirts like she used to. She pulled the oversized clothing over her head and slipped her arms through the sleeves before holding up the fabric to her face. She inhaled his familiar scent and smiled softly to herself. He still hadn't changed his cologne after all these years and she was glad because she loved it. It made her feel calm and safe.

When Harry stepped out of the bathroom fully dressed in his uniform he grabbed his jacket and gear before following the wonderful smell coming from the kitchen. He smiled softly when he saw her dressed in one of his sweaters with her hair up in a messy bun. It was one of his favorite looks on her. She looked so comfortable and at ease when she wore it so in turn he was happy that she was happy. He smirked as he quietly walked up behind her, slowly leaning his face close to her ear.

"That's mine." He said.

He expected her to jump and scream then yell at him for scaring her like he had done thousands of times before, but oh no. Not this time. This time she screamed, but her newly aquired reflexes kicked in as she whipped the spatula she had been using back to smack him in the face with it.

"Ow fuck!" He stumbled back into the island counter and held his face which hurt but also stung from the hot bacon grease that had been on it.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry." Charlie gasped.

She quickly grabbed a clean cloth and ran it under some cold water to put on his face to soothe the burnt skin and help ease his pain. As she wiped his face he could tell she was struggling to hold back her laughter.

"Give me that." He mumbled as he took it from her and finally made her crack.

Her laughter filled the room as she threw her head back with one hand resting on her stomach. He hadn't heard her laugh like that in a long time so he smiled and decided to make sure it continued for a bit longer.

"Oh you think it's funny, huh?" He asked as he threw the cloth down then walked over to pin her in the corner, tickling her sides which caused even more laughter to erupt.

"N no! Stop!" Charlie cried through her laughter, squirming to try to get free of his fingers but failing miserably.

Harry finally stopped when tears formed in her eyes and she was trying to catch her breath. He chuckled as she let out a few more giggles before finally looking up at him. It was only then that the two realized just how close they were. Their eyes locked and their bodies gravitated towards each other as they leaned in. Just as their lips touched the smoke alarm went off and Charlie quickly turned to find the bacon burning on the pan.

"Shit!" She cursed as she rushed over to get them off the hot burner. "Awe man."

Harry chuckled softly as she pouted over her crisp black bacon.

"Well you always did prefer your bacon extra crispy." He teased.

Charlie huffed and held up the spatula.

"Watch it or I'll use this again." She warned.

"Babe, you're about as threatening as a gold fish." Harry laughed, smiling as her cheeks turned pink from the nickname.

"Gold fish are scary. They eat other fish you know." She said.

"We both know Mr. Bubbles was a psychopath. Don't bring him into this."

Both of them laughed at the memories that surrounded her pet gold fish that caused so many issues. They decided that he was insane and gave him away to the neighbor kid down the street.

"Forget the bacon. Eggs and toast is just fine." Harry smiled and kissed her cheek before gathering the plates for her.

Charlie's heart skipped a beat at the feeling of his lips on her cheek and she found it so hard to hold back the love she still had for him. But as much as she wanted move back and stay here with him she knew that she couldn't. This place was just too painful to be in for too long.

A soft sigh fell from her lips and she shook off the sadness that filled her heart as she got her food and sat down to eat with him in silence. Once they both finished Harry drove her back to the hospital then walked her to her mother's room, his hand grabbing hers before she went in.

"Hey, call me if you need anything okay? I still have the same number." He said to her.

"Okay... Thank you." Charlie smiled weakly at him then leaned in to place a soft kiss on his cheek before heading inside the room.

Harry waited to make sure she would be okay on her own before heading off to work. As much as he wanted to stay with her he knew the others would step in while he kept his cover. Each of them had infiltrated many important positions in town. A cop, a doctor, a bartender, and a teacher. All of them protecting her with their lives every day, because whether she wanted to be or not she was the only one who could stop all hell from breaking loose.

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