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It Takes Patience II: Guarded

Chapter 37: Off Guard

*Reagan’s POV*
I woke up with Harry on my stomach. He was using me as a pillow and I don’t mind but his head is a bit heavy. His curls tickled the soft skin right above my navel as he stirred mildly in his sleep and I smile to myself as I try to fathom how we got into this position. Harry was completely under the covers and I had to lift them up to see his face. It was contorted into a frown and it made my heart ache. I hoped that his dreams grant him some type of mercy, but since he doesn’t exactly look peaceful right now I figure that’s not the case. At least he slept through the night? I grabbed an abandoned pillow from the side of the bed and moved slowly to avoid waking him as I put the huge feather filled cushion in my place, before my alarm sounded itself to torment me.

The room was warmer than usual, but still not as warm as the body heat from having Harry on top of me. My nipples started to harden and I chuckled to myself. It’s not cold enough in here for them to be reacting this way to the temperature and the reason for their reaction is still snoring lightly under the covers. H. still has control over me when he's not even alert to the world. I decided to take advantage of the time I have to myself before he wakes up and grabbed my white button up shirt from the crumpled mass that is our clothing on the ground, before quietly padding from the bedroom to the bathroom and to start the shower water. I slip the shirt off of my shoulders and grab the shower head gliding the stream all over my aching muscles. I’m always delightfully sore after an intimate embrace with Harry. It’s almost like when you realize the next day that you’ve done a great workout, but instead of my entire body the ache goes from my abdomen down.

I jump slightly when the stream hits my clit, and hang the shower head back up feeling my cheeks tint crimson, still too sensitive there from last nights activities to be grazed directly. While stand under the water allowing it to rinse my body of soap suds, I hear the alarm off my phone go off and then something hits the floor echoing in the room with a loud thud .

“Fuck!”

“Harry? Did you fall out of bed?” I start to laugh a bit before he curses again.

“FUCKING SHIT!”

I turned off the water and quickly wrapped a towel around myself not bothering to towel off. When I reach the room, his hair is in a mess on the top of his head and he already has on his jeans and is scrabbling to put everything else on. My phone was on the ground surely the result of Harry tossing it there, angered by the alarm.

“What happened? Are you okay?”

When Harry turned to look at me his eyes were red and had dark circles around them. He looked panicked and frantically moved about the room to find his shoes before he spoke.

“I slept here Reagan! I’m not supposed to sleep here and my phone is dead!” I looked at him confused and he rolled his eyes skyward when I lacked the urgency that he had when he was trying to explain the problem to me.

“The alarm Reagan If I’m not home to shut off the alarm, it goes off and my chances to move out are fucked!”

Harry put on his shoes and made his way past me while rushing to the door to leave, but not before he stopped to give me a kiss on the lips. He skimmed his tongue over his top lip before smirking and kissing me again. This time I grabbed the back of his neck to do it the right way. I slipped my tongue in his mouth and smile into the kiss when a deep guttural moan escapes his lips and goes into my mouth. H. pushed me away abruptly with a devilish smirk on his face before opening the door and leaving out without so much as a ‘bye glasses’. I take a deep breath and close my door so that I can get ready to start the day.

As I get dressed my mind wanders back to how H. looked when he was gathering his things. His eyes worry me and even though he hasn’t said anything about being bothered by any dreams recently, they have to be the reason behind his exhausted demeanor. He is good at hiding it from other people, but there isn’t much that he can hide from me anymore. I even knew something was up when he cheated; I just didn’t know exactly what it was he wanted so badly to keep from me.

I made my way to the lobby early only to be met by Dr. Adams and Peyton. Dr. Koch was nowhere in sight. Peyton smiled at me and this time instead of rolling my eyes at him in disgust, I gave him a small smile back.

“Dr. Koch is running late, kind of highly unusual for him.” Peyton addressed me and handed me a warm tea causing my smile to deepen a little bit more. I nodded my head in response before thanking him and sipping the tea.

“Dr. Adams says we should still head to the university and wait for him, but he has all of the files for the case on him. I don’t know what the use of that would be.”

I nod my head in agreement again not speaking. I want to tell Peyton thank you for helping me, but I don’t want him to think that our relationship will go any farther than a cordial one outside the office. Dr. Adams calls us all a taxi and when we get to the office there is still no word from Dr. Koch. This is pointless. He’s such a stick in the mud. If he’s not feeling well he could just call off and give us all a day of rest from the constant laboring slaving that we have all done over the case study, not to mention how unprofessional it is for him to keep all of us waiting. Dr. Adams got a call and stepped outside of the office to take it, leaving Peyton and I alone again.


*Harry’s POV*
I damn near had to run out of Reagan’s room. I only intended to give her a peck on the lips to last me until later, but she’s such a little temptress and she knows how to drive me insane. I had to take a deep breath to calm myself from my excited state and repeatedly pressed the down button of the elevator as my paranoia returned. I knew I should have left last night, but I couldn’t leave knowing that she was still angry with me and once we started, there was nothing that could have stopped us. I rub my hands over my face and almost opt to take the stairs when the doors finally open.

A man comes stumbling out, and the smell of liquor on him almost makes me want to throw up for him. It’s the same familiar looking man from the bar that I saw weeks ago. He stares at me and his eyebrows furrow and I mirror his expression as I get onto the elevator. The doors close and when I get out to the lobby I jog to my car to speed off home. I try to charge my phone on the car charger but the damn thing must have a shortage. I get home in twenty minutes but I couldn’t get out of the car. Instead, I stayed there a moment sat in my front drive preparing myself for what’s to come when I get in the house. As soon as I open the door I’m bombarded with questions from both my mum and my sister.

“Harry! Where have you been?!”

“Do you know how many times I called your phone?! Do you know that I-” I gave Gemma hug and it caught her off guard, but I knew it would shut her up. My mum was sitting on the couch in the living room dressed for work and an annoyed expression on her face.

“I’m sorry I fell asleep when I went out last night,” I bent down and gave Gemma a kiss on the forehead, “I’m fine though calm down...Please don’t say you called Dr. Baker?” Gemma pushed herself away from me and could feel my own expression contort in annoyance before looking at my mum concerned seeing as I haven’t gotten an answer to my question yet.

“I was going to but Robin stopped me. You owe him an apology by the way. I heard about what went on yesterday Harry. You should really be thanking him now.”

My mum’s tone was cold and she eyed me before she stood from the couch grabbing her jacket getting ready to head out for work. She has no reason to be upset with me and I can feel my mood begin to rile when she slams the door behind her. Gemma looks at me and I head to the kitchen to take my meds before a halfway pleasant morning turns disastrous.

“Do you know how worried she was? Especially after she found out what happened between you and Robin yesterday?”

“That was Robin’s fault not mine. I said I was sorry, but this curfew thing is ridiculous!”

“And whose fault is that Harry? No one would be pressuring you to do anything, if they weren’t concerned for your wellbeing!” I pinched my bottom lip and put my phone on charge only for it to begin to light up with notifications, showing me all the missed calls from my mum, Niall, Zayn, Liam, and Louis, and a new text from Reagan.

From: Glasses

I’m sorry about not waking you. I forgot about the alarm.

“Are you listening to me slow coach?”

“Yes I heard you Gem, you all love me and it’s my fault that I’m on bloody house arrest when midnight strikes now fuck off... Please?” I could hear Gemma scoff behind me but I was too caught up in Reagan’s text to care.

“Just because you say please doesn’t make it any less rude Harry.”

“Pills haven’t kicked in yet. Sorry.”

“Whatever, look I have to go. You’ve got everyone late for work worrying about you.” I nod my head not paying attention as I send a reply. Gemma says something else before leaving and kissing me on the forehead. I wipe the kiss away and furrow my brow before smirking somewhat at Gem before she left.

To: Glasses

It was worth it, don’t worry about it. How’s work going?

I smiled to myself. It was worth it but I can’t do that again. I’m too close to my goal to have it torn away from me now. Regardless to how good it felt to sleep next to Reagan last night, it will be much better to have her there with me in my own apartment.

From: Glasses

It isn’t going. Dr. Koch isn’t here. I’m here with Peyton while Dr. Adams takes a call...we might leave early. :)

I can feel myself get annoyed before I respond. Just seeing his name sets me off and she knows it.

To: Glasses

Why are you alone with him?!

From: Glasses

You can’t be serious Harold! He told me that you were going to jump over the bar and attack him that night you saw him. You can’t flip out every time he’s around I WORK WITH HIM, it’s bound to happen whether we like it or not.

I rubbed my hand over my face and then sent her a reply. This is so frustrating, especially since there’s nothing I can do about it.

To: Glasses

Not apologizing for that. He deserves everything that I would have done to him if Zayn and Louis wasn’t there to hold me off. I don’t trust him and I can’t stand it that you always get stuck with him. Call me if they let you go early. Maybe I can finish what you started this morning. I don’t have to work until six so we have time. Stop calling me Harold! I’ve told you about that before.


*Reagan’s POV*
I blush from the text and put my phone down. It’s suddenly gotten hot in the room. I fan myself and draw Peyton’s attention at the same time.

“Are you alright?” He looks at me and I flash him a fake smile and before I can respond I get another text.

From: Harry Pleassssse?!

Your little pussy was sooo wet last night. I could still taste you on my lips this morning. You’re so sweet. I love you, every inch of you and plan on showing you again before I go to work ;)

I got another text from him two minutes later and I'm not sure how many more of them in this nature I can take before I explode.

From: Harry Pleassssse?!
No response? Am I turning you on right now glasses?

I exhaled sharply and got up to leave the office to get some air, when Peyton blocked my way. He caught me off guard and I jumped slightly once I realized how close I was to him.

“Hey, um Laurie and I are supposed to be going out later on tonight. I was wondering if you wanted to go? Just as colleagues of course. I know that shit has been kind of weird towards us, but it doesn’t have to be that way Reagan.”

I look at him and I know a confused expression covers my face. Before I can respond, Dr. Adams comes in and clears his throat. Peyton and I are almost chest to chest and I can tell that Dr. Adams is taking it as something that it’s not. I step away from Peyton quickly and Dr. Adams informs us that Dr. Koch is under the weather and that we are allowed to leave.

I grab my things and rush out of the room putting as much distance between Peyton and the office as possible before I call Harry to pick me up and then Laurie to ask her about tonight.

Notes

Hi guys!!! HELLO NEW AND FAITHFUL SUBSCRIBERS! THANK YOU ALL FOR THE VOTES! Oh my Gosh I feel like I haven't posted for you all in forever! How was your Thanksgiving weekend? (for those of you who celebrate it) I apologize my job sucks so I will try my hardest to get a double update in here sometime this week before the weekend comes! What did you all think of this chapter? (Make sure you continue to leave me loads ofcomments guys! You know I love reading your comments and thoughts on the story and replying just as much as I love writing) Who is the man Harry keeps running into? Tell me your theories and leave me feedback! Also be sure tosubscribeand continue tovoteif you haven't done so yet and you're enjoying the story so far. I LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU FOR READING ~Xx

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Comments

haha mine too they always try to put an extra "a" in it

@XOXOH
Thank you, everybody is confused when I spell my name and try to correct me. Lol

@mrsdirectioner
Aww thank you :) I like your name too it's spelled different than it usually is

@XOXOH
You have a unique name. My name is Katelynn.

@mrsdirectioner
Haha yes I'm able to drink. My name is Mya what's yours?