Sweet Creature [H.S RL]

Chapter 56

-Emma POV-

"What are you up to?" Harry ask me on my little phone screen as he is laying on his hotel bed, looking all hot and naked. Well his chest his bare, I don't know about the lower half, but hehe, it's a good sight.

One I can't forget.

It's been almost 2 weeks since Harry leave my tiny apartment for Italy, and I miss his presence as hell. We talk every day, if we can't call for facetime we at least send each loads of texts.

Last week I had a call from Dr. Mansfield telling me all my test were negative, so he had a praising time reminding me he told me so.

Stupid Dr. Wall.

I didn't bleed again in two week, so I guess everything is really fine. The tinge in the pit of my stomach is still there, but I get used to it by now, so I try to not think about it.

My relationship with Harry is better and better, we call each other pet names, blush every time the other say something mushy and I fight everything to not tell him those words I want so much to blurt.

Love is a huge topic, so huge it could be scary, so I've better take my time before I do something stupid and regret it afterwards. When you commit to someone else, you need to be sure the connection is strong between the two person. I know our connection is strong, but not at his strongest, with everything that happened between us and all of the thing we didn't talk yet. There still 6 months that we didn't discuss about. Yes, we agree to try again, and don't get me wrong, I don't regret it at all, but there's still a lot of thing that need to be discuss.

We need to discuss at least one important topic, Mason. I'll see him a lot, and I know Harry get jealous everytime we see each other, and I totally understand where he get from. I kiss the guy, even if I was intoxicated and lost, I did kissed him. And I hate myself for it. But Mason is still Harry personal bodyguard, so of course we'll travel together sometimes, and I don't want things to be all weird and heavy.

There is another thing I want to do with him. Well, there's a lot of things, but that's not what I was referring to. I want to spend time at his LA home. I want him to invite me over to make new memories of that home. I can't even imagine how it must be painful for him to be in this damn hallway again and again and remember what happened back then. I know that's what happened every time he walk in that part of his house. I know it, because I saw the hurt in his eyes, and that's the kind of scars you can't forget after kiss and make up. If he need to fuck me against that damn window to make him forget about it, then it'll be it. But I want to do something.

I hate myself for what I did to him. And every day I get to remember that stupid thing I did, I hate myself even more. I hurt him so much, and now he is far away, my nightmare are back, and I'm feeling a little depressed if I'm honest.

"Emma?" Harry voice ask and I look back at my phone, shaking my head to clear my thoughts and smile back to him.

"Sorry, I was far away. What did you just say?" Harry chuckle and switch position so he lay on his stomach, holding his phone in front of his beautiful face.

"I ask what you're up to." I see his feet in the hair beside his head and I smile. That position makes him adorable.

"I'm waiting for Ron to pick me up. We're going to a head-to-head diner at The Cheesecake Factory. I'm craving brown bread." That damn shit is way too good. And we can talk about the cheesecake. They're orgasmic.

"Mmmh. Never eat there." My mouth fall open as I stare at his face, my eyes getting wider with time. "What?" He frown and put his phone closer to his face, scrutinizing my shocked face.