CHROMA (HS)

Chapter 23: You Don't Have To Say It

I moved through the crowd of people in Harry's brickstone searching for him when I bumped into Vance and I couldn't help but gasp, "I'm surprised you're here mister needs eight hours of sleep always."

I quickly hugged him and he hugged me back laughing, "Oh, I decided I'm calling out tomorrow." He let go of me and shrugged causing me to laugh a bit.

"Living on the wild side I see?" I raised a small eyebrow.

"Mmm, just been rebelling against your dad as well." He rolled his eyes playfully.

"Welcome to the wild side, Vancie." I giggled.

"Did Harry tell you he invited me over for dinner tomorrow?"

I titled my head a bit, feeling shocked, "Wait really? No he didn't actually. To be fair, I haven't seen him much tonight. He's a hot commodity." I laughed, looking around again.

"We'll I hope that's okay, I can decline if—Oh Vance don't be ridiculous. Of course it's okay. Just caught me off guard. I can show you that I can keep a household." I wiggled my eyebrows at him and he laughed.

"Go find your man missy. I'll see you tomorrow." He laughed. He leaned in to hug me again, kissing my cheek and I began my quest for Harry. I wasn't surprised to find him with Mitch, which should have been my original place to start looking for him.

I walked around the circle of people, and wrapped my arms around his waist, he looked over his shoulder quickly turning around and smiling big at me. I could tell he was drunk, just by the look on his face.

"You forgot to tell me you invited Vance for dinner." I said and he shrugged.

"It's my night. You can't be mean." He said and I giggled, nodding.

"That's fair." I giggled. He smiled and kissed me drunkly and I couldn't help but giggle more.

"I can't wait until it's just you and me later." He wiggled his eyebrows at me and I patted his chest softly.

"Okay big boy, let's see if you make it that far into the night." I laughed and he pouted at me.

We hung around and drank with everyone, celebrating the end of the NYC residency. We brought out a big cake which I made sure to take photos of because I knew he wouldn't remember.

Once everyone left, I ignored my want to clean up and walked Harry to the room laying him in bed. As I had guessed, he was too drunk to even think about having sex. I slipped off his pants and shoes so he could sleep comfortably.

"Maia baby." He slurred.

"Yes love."

"I love you." He said, a stupid drunk smile on his face.

I rolled my eyes, "Let's see how you feel in the morning."

I smiled biting my lip, I appreciated the words, but I knew it was too early to even think of uttering those words to each other. I was heading there, I knew I was, but I wasn't ready.

I leaned down and kissed him softly, "I'm still going to say it when I'm sober." He said against my lips and I chuckled.

"Okay baby, whatever you say." I smiled and climbed over him into my spot in bed. I slipped off my dress and tights, reaching for one of Harry's shirts and slipping it on. I didn't have it in me to take off my make up, I just wanted to sleep, tonight had been long just like the rest of the day. I cuddled up close to him and soon we were asleep.

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I woke up the next morning to Harry pulling me close, placing kisses all over my face.

"Mmm, Harold, I need sleep." I whined, only causing him to kiss me all over more until I finally started laughing softly.