You Again [h.s]

42. Secrets

I wake the following morning to the man I have fallen in love with laying beside me. He is laying on his side with his arm under his head to support his weight of holding himself up to look at me.

"Good morning beautiful." He strokes my cheek with his thumb and leans forward, kissing my lips gently. "How are you holding up?"

"It feels as if it were my first time." I tell him honestly. "But I don't regret it. To me, that was my first real time because it was with you and I love you."

"I love you so much. Come here" he wraps his arms around me and pulls me into his warm body. We're still both completely naked, but it's not awkward. "I need to go training - well I should have left an hour ago but I wanted to be here when you woke up."

"Harry you should have went. What's David going to do to you?" I sit up a little with my palms under my chin on Harry's chest as I look at him. "You shouldn't worry about me waking up I'm-"

He cuts me off by placing his lips on mine. "You're more important." He says when the kiss ends. "I'll be back in a couple of hours, do you need anything?"

"No I'm fine. I just don't think you're in any state to go back to training."

"I'll be fine. Don't worry about me babe." He slides me off of him as he gets up from the bed.

"That's like telling me not to breathe - it's impossible. I never stop worrying about you H." I watch as his back muscles flex as he opens his door to his walk in wardrobe to retrieve his clothes.

Harry sighs, choosing to ignore what I just said. "I start back work tomorrow." I tell him.

"Of course you do" he says rather sarcastically.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing. Absolutely nothing." He rolls his eyes as he walks out with his gym outfit.

"Well it's an opening day. You're allowed to come as my date if you want to." I sit up against the headboard. "Would you come?"

"I'll probably have training."

"It's fine. I didn't think you would anyway." The disappointment is clear through my words. I shouldn't have got my hopes up. Just because Harry has been so kind to me lately, doesn't mean he would continue to be.

"I might go home today actually. To - you know - get ready to go back to work."

"You're going home just because I won't go to one of your stupid work parties?" He snickers. "Whatever floats your boat sweetheart."

"I'm not going to bother speaking to you because this will just lead to a fight."

"Good idea." He says sarcastically, once again. He's really pushing my limits. He was so kind when I woke up and now he's just turned sour. Ever since he began getting dressed.

"Can I ask one question?"

He stops before he walk out the door and turns to me. "I'm sure you'll ask it anyway."

"Why the sudden change in attitude? The second I mentioned work you went cold."

"I just don't like that place."

"And your work is much better?" I chuckle. "At least my office is safe."

"That's what you think." He mumbles but I hear him.

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

"What's so bad about my work?"

"One word." He whispers. "Niall." He walks out of the room and into the kitchen.

"He's harmless." I tell out to him and of course I get no reply. "If he's your friend Harry, then why do you dislike him so much?"

I get no reply once again. Shocker. I decide to give up on even trying with Harry and go back to sleep instead.

I love him so much but I'm really growing sick of the obstacles we are constantly battling against in this relationship. It seems as if all the odds are against us.

There is no way I will get any sleep with all that is on my mind. Especially Niall. He was such a nice guy but the second Harry came he changed. It's as if they're both bipolar or Harry has that affect on people.

Niall just seemed so afraid of Harry and Harry looked like he could have killed Niall and I know it wasn't just because he was talking to me. It's almost as if Harry threatened Niall in some way.

Maybe I'm reading too far into this but from what I've seen in movies and read in books is people act like that when they're hiding something. And believe me, this life I have been living since meeting Harry is so unrealistic that it feels like I am in a movie.

What could Harry be hiding from me that Niall knows? Is it something about David? Thinking of David takes me back to Pablo. Perhaps I could pay him a little visit today. I mean, I need to head home and of course I'll have no food so what's a little pizza going to cause harm to?

I kind of miss Jacko and his company as well. I know he was weird a few weeks ago, but he was sweet the last time I seen him.

Good thing Harry is always there to save me though when Pablo and Jacko get weird. It's strange how he is always in the right place at the right time. I continuously bumped into him, that's where our catch fraise "you again" came from. 

I thought it was fate, but it could be something else. I doubt there's any way I can find out what Harry is keeping from me, but right now I am starving so I think I should make some breakfast then head home.

A/N: Harry, what are you keeping from Ella? And she's been too busy falling deeply in love with him that she hasn't realised how secretive he has been all along.

What do you think he's hiding? Comment and if you get it right I'll mention you in the next chapter. X