*Reagan’s POV*
The taxi began to pull off towards Anne’s house and Harry insisted on staying on the phone with me the whole time. I told him that he could go back to work, but he told me that he wanted to make sure that I was in fact going back to his house. The background noise coming from his end was loud with music and jovial chatter from the bar and I’m shocked that he could hear anything that I had said to him.

“Glasses?”

“I’m still here.” I wasn’t saying much. So much weighed on my mind and this kind of feels like Harry doesn’t trust me, not that I’ve given him much reason to.

“Are you okay? You’re kind of quiet.” I smiled when he asked me the question that I always seem to have to ask him. He seemed annoyed when I called him at first, but now he’s calm. It’s his second mood shift in five minutes.

“I’m fine...Are you okay?”

“I will be when I get off work. Everyone is an obnoxious tosser tonight. I’ve already taken two pills.”

“Are you still mad at me? You’ve been getting mad at me a lot recently.” Glass broke in the background and shouting followed the noise.

“Hang on.”

I can tell Harry took the phone away from his ear to go take care of whatever problem had just broken out and I began to fidget with my fingernails, wondering if I should tell him about the discussion Laurie and I had on my way to work. I want him to know, but at the same time I feel like it would cause so many more issues than the ones that are already on our plate. H said that what happened over the summer shouldn’t matter, but something about Peyton is dancing on my nerves and the more I try to forget about it and count it as a petty act, the more it bothers me.

“Reagan, yes I’m still mad at you, but my mum said something to me earlier that made some type of sense so I’m gonna deal with us in a different way...”

Harry trailed off and I became curious as to what he meant. Just when I was about to ask him what she said, the taxi stopped in front of his house. I felt nervous. I’ve never been in the house before when it was just her and I and I don’t know what she’ll say when she comes to the door and Harry isn’t with me. I took a deep breath and got out my wallet to pay the taxi driver, before I pushed my messenger bag up my shoulders and got out of the car.

“I’m here.”

“Okay?...You’re just standing there aren’t you?”

“No.” I lie as I switch hands, putting the phone to my other ear. There are two cars in the driveway and it makes me more nervous.

“Walk up to the house and ring the doorbell, glasses. My mum isn’t going to bite you or anything. You guys have had conversations before.”

“Yeah H. but you were always around or close by at least, this is different.” I can hear him chuckle in my ear and the sound makes my heart warm; I absolutely love it when he laughs.

The background noise has lessened and I know that he’s gone in the kitchen of the pub away from the bar. I move uneasily on my feet as I start to walk towards the door.

“Did you even tell her that I was coming over and staying?”

“No. I’m sending you over there and she has no clue. When you ring the doorbell she’ll be afraid and call the police, because who rings doorbells anymore at ten thirty at night? The police will come and take you away all because you’re there when I’m not and my mum will hate you forever. Yes she knows you’re coming, stop being a spaz.” I rolled my eyes before I replied as I went up his front steps.

“She has company here.” I put my finger to the bell and pushed it. I could hear Anne’s voice clearly over two other distinctly female voices.

“How do you know?”

“Because, there’s another car in your driveway.”

“What kind of car is it and what color?”

“A red Audi.”

“Shit.”

“Listen I’ve gotta go, your mom is coming to the door. When you go to the hotel to get my things please don’t forget to grab the stuff out of the drawer by my bed, I left my notes in there from work and I need them. I love you.”

I hang up the phone a bit more at ease than I was before until a curly haired brunette answers the door. Her eyes are a piercing baby blue color and she’s at least five eight and slender. I can tell that she works hard to keep her body in the shape that it’s in and I’ve only just answered the door. She grins at me and says a quick ‘hello’ while swirling the contents of her red wine glass around in her in her French tip manicured fingers. She’s pretty and there’s something about her that intimidates me, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to let it show

I say ‘hello’ back awkwardly and for a moment, I think I’m at the wrong house. I flash her a quick smile and step inside when she backs away from the door and she closes it behind me.

“Anne and Gems are in the family room. Would you like a drink? I could get you one.”

“Oh no thank you, I think I’m just going to come in and say hello and head off to bed.” The girl nods her head and then squints her eyes at me causing another smirk to appear on my lips. Her accent is thick but it’s not hard for me to understand her when she speaks.

“Oh, you’re Reagan?” There was cattiness to her tone and I chuckled to myself before I answered.

“Yes, sorry it’s just that you seem to know who I am, but I have no clue who you are.” A fake condescending smile came on her lips before she addressed herself, reaching a Hand out for me to shake. I take it smiling back at her while I wait for an answer.

“I’m Tamsin. Harry’s told me so much about you. Anne was just talking about you actually. You know where the family room is?”

“Nice to meet you Tamsin, and yes I’m familiar with the family room.” I smile and walk past her to only have her follow behind me and then cut in front of me when I get to the doorway. She sits next to Gemma who is looking at me with an eyebrow raised and smiling and I can’t help but to feel like I’m the odd one out.

“Hi sweetheart. I was just wondering when you would be getting in.” Anne spoke and it brought my focus to her. She’s always so sweet to me. She stood from her seat next to the fireplace and walked over to me giving me a kiss on the cheek. She ushered me back to the kitchen opening the refrigerator to grab a half empty bottle of wine, the one they had all been working on I suspect.

“I just wanted to say thank you so much for letting me stay here for the time being. I don’t want to be a burden on anyone and I told Harry that I was fine at my hotel but-”

“It’s no problem doll. I know how Harry can get. Would you like a glass? We were just talking new options for wedding venues in such a short amount of time. Harry’s little stunt with the seating charts set me back a bit.” I looked at her in shock and then shook my head no declining politely.

“I’m a little tired actually.” My body begged for me to find the nearest bed and become one with it.

“Oh of course sweetheart, you know where the showers are and you can either stay in Harry’s room and wait for him to get back or you can go in the guest bedroom which is right off from where Gemma’s was.” I nod my head thanking her again before I head upstairs and start the shower water.

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*Harry’s POV*
I ran my hand through my hair and pushed it back into a quiff before I made my way back to the front of the pub. More people had come in and I can only hope the crowd makes my shift go by faster rather than wrecking my mood completely. Tamsin is at my house with Reagan and I don’t see the two of them together ending up well.

I mixed a few more drinks as the bar settled down and then grabbed a towel to start wiping down tables at the end of the night. I had calmed down a bit from earlier today. After Reagan text me, my mind began to wander to the look that Peyton gave me while I was driving off from Baltic. She had to see him today and it put me on edge so much that Dr. Baker threatened to up my dosage of medication if I didn’t calm down. Reagan hadn’t brought him up when we talked and I’m happy about it, but my dosage may have to go up now anyway if I don’t get home soon.

I quickly made my way around the bar and watched the clock on the wall as I did so. Work wasn’t as fun today because both Zayn and Louis were off and Louis’ dad was actually here, meaning I had to do things according to how they’re supposed to be done in the first place.

When I finished, he let me go and I almost ran to my car not even bothering to put on my jacket. I sped to the Savoy and made my way through the lobby, but as soon as I entered my body became tense. I took the stairs jogging up all twelve floors. The elevator is in the lobby and there was too much of a chance that I could run into Peyton if I waited for it to come. The thought turned my thoughts dark and I have to shake the images of what I’ve seen myself do to him in my daydreams, what I would have done had Niall not dragged me off of him.

When I entered her room and gathered the majority of her things, the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end. I never want her to come back here again, and if her boss has a problem with it, I’ll tell him myself.

I angered myself during the drive home and I know I did. I wanted to search the hotel, knock on every door to find him drag him out of his room and beat the shit out of him. The idea danced in my head, until I pulled up to my front drive. I had to park in front of my house because Tamsin was still there with my sister and the last thing that I want to do is block her in.

I get out of the car pulling Reagan’s two big ass bags of luggage behind me and unlock the door. When I get into the family room, I only see my mum, my sister, and Tamsin and I automatically become paranoid.

“Hi love how are you?” My mum is holding a wine glass and so are the others and I cross over by the fireplace giving her a kiss along with my sister. Tamsin tilts her glass back to her lips and eyes me over the rim, then smirks at me before flicking her tongue across her bottom lip, wetting it and wiping the corner of her mouth.

“I’m fine.”

“You don’t sound fine.”

I’m not.

“Where’s Reagan?” I ignore my mum’s inquiries and shift on my feet uneasily while I glance over at Tamsin.

“She’s in the shower love. She was just down here with us, but she seemed tired so she went up to get ready for bed.”

“She’s a lovely girl Harry. It’s a shame I never met her before.” Tamsin speaks and a bad tremor runs up my spine through my vertebrae. She had better keep her mouth shut about everything. I turn on my heel and get ready to head upstairs to see glasses when my mum stops me right before I get to the stairs.

“What’s going on Harry? We still need to talk about why Reagan is staying here.”

“Can we not do that right now? I don’t feel good.” I really don’t. Between not sleeping, working myself up about Peyton on the way home, and the uncertainty of Tamsin being here right now I feel like I might explode. I need to see Reagan. I try to hide it from my mum and smile at her before I speak again.

“We’ll talk in the morning after I take her to work yeah?”

She nodded her head and left it at that for once before she turned to me sister and Tamsin in the family room. I went back to the front door grabbing Reagan’s shit and carried it up the stairs for her.

I could hear the shower running when I got to my room and part of me wanted to go in there with her. A shower would be good for me right now, and a sneaky shag with her would be better. When I drown myself in her, I drown out my other thoughts as well, but that's only a temporary fix. It's not healthy, but it's what's worked for us in the past, now unfortunately I know it isn't enough, but I don't know how to change it.

I will myself to have self-control and wait for her to get out, but I’m not relaxed. I find myself pacing back and forth in my room and just when I’m about to give in to myself and shower with her, my door opens.

Her hair is wet and she’s only wrapped in a towel. She smiles at me a sleepy lazy smile and my anxieties are put to rest about Tamsin running her mouth for now. Reagan has dark circles around her eyes and when I walk up to her, I rub my thumb over them grazing her lashes before I speak.

“You look tired.” I run a fingertip down her cheek and then rub my thumb over her bottom lip. She playfully opens her mouth bites it causing my blood to ignite and rush like a rapid river through my veins. I wonder if she knows the extent of the effect that she has on me.

“I am, but you’re one to talk.” Reagan touches right beneath my eyes and the anger build up that I had on the way over here about Peyton slowly fades too, but it doesn’t leave completely. It’s still too prominent and I know there is only one way to make it go away.

“Yeah, I’m used to it though.” I sit down in the love seat in the corner of my room and take in the look she gives me after I speak. She made a face like something bitter hit her tongue. I know she doesn’t like that I can barely make it through the night without waking up and staying up for the rest of the day.

“How was work?” Reagan speaks through a yawn before she sits on my bed and sifts through her luggage to find something to wear, holding the bath towel close and tight to her body.

“Fine. How was work for you?”

“It was good...He wasn’t there Harry. It was weird, but he wasn’t there.” I swear she can read my mind sometimes, but knowing that he wasn’t there isn’t good enough. I take a deep breath and look at her before I head for my door, but before I turn the knob, I go back to my bedside and kiss her.

Her fingers are automatically in my hair and I pull her to stand up off of the bed. The towel falls, and regardless to how bad I want to take advantage of the towel being on the ground, there needs to be more than a temporary fix to our problems. I pull away from the kiss and rest my head on top of hers looking into her eyes before I speak, hoping that she listens and understands me clearly.

“My mum told me that we were different this morning and that our relationship isn’t like anything that she’s ever seen. I believe her, but only when we’re together on things. When we fall apart, for me everything else does too. I’ve told you you’re it for me and I meant it...please don’t give me anymore reasons to doubt what I’ve said. And please start applying to schools here...if you don’t mind that is.”

Reagan looked at me and nodded her head in agreement before she smiled at me and yawned again. When she realized that she was standing naked in front of me she quickly pulled a t-shirt and shorts on and lied down in bed reaching her arms out for me to follow suit. I took off my clothes and turned off the lights before I got into bed, and pulled her close to me allowing my overly tired mind and body to fall asleep even if it’s for a short period of time.

Notes

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