Kristy's POV

"You're house is rather large." Harry stated as his eyes wondered around the lounge room and his hands rested on my knees as my legs were draped over his.

I mumbled a quiet yeah and tried to make sure he wouldn't carry the conversation on since I never really liked talking about it.

Sure my family had a huge house.

But it wasn't all that great really, I mean half of my friends probably only put up with me because of this place. People use me all the time just because of how fancy this place is and it gets really old really fast.

Not to mention my parents quite regularly take business trips and I'm left here alone.

"Do your parents leave you here alone a lot?" Harry suddenly asked as he turned to face me and I smiled slightly as I really liked this caring side of him.

"I'm seventeen Harry, not seven. I can handle looking after myself."

He smirked and pushed me back onto the couch so he could climb on top of me.

"Seventeen huh? You're such an adorable little girl."

I giggled slightly as his curls tickled my cheek when he kissed my neck.

"Oh shut up. I turn eighteen in like two months."

It fell quiet suddenly as he smiled a real dorky smile down at me and moved a strand of hair out of my eyes.

"But in all seriousness Kristy, if you're ever here alone and you don't feel safe just know that you can call me and I'll be here as soon as I possibly can."

I let out a shaky breath and tightened my arms around his neck, I smiled up at him as I tried to keep my eyes from tearing over.

It was amazing to know that he was here for me.

Maybe all these years I was wrong about him because the past few days have been incredible and eye-opening.

And suddenly I can't get enough of him.

"Thank you." I whispered softly and watched as he blinked slowly before leaning down and placing his lips right on mine.

I smiled into the kiss as I wound my hands into the curls at the back of his head, he seemed to like it as he let out a low grown from the back of his throat.

"Do you want to go upstairs?" I offered breathlessly and he bit his lip while watching try to catch my breath.

He slowly sat up from hovering over me and helped me to sit up next to him on the couch.

It went suddenly quiet as he stared at me and I looked away from his gaze feeling suddenly insecure.

"Kristy, can I ask you a serious question?" His voice was stern yet soft at the same time and I found myself nodding without even thinking about it.

"You said earlier on our date that you were sick and that's why your parents got back together, how exactly were you sick? Because you don't take gym class and you take a while to catch your breath."

Oh.

"Um if I tell you, do you promise to never bring it up again?"

His eyes softened and he pulled me onto his lap so I was straddling him.

"I promise baby, I won't tell a soul. I just want to know what it is because since you said that I can't help but feel cautious around you. And I know it was something serious."

I fiddled with the button on the front of his shirt for a minute before finally looking up at him again.

He offered me a small smile and I took a deep breath readying myself to tell him what I hadn't told many people before.

"I um have Arrhythmias."

His brows furrowed as he looked at me confused and I sighed.

"My heart couldn't beat at a steady rhythm, by the time I was eleven I had to get a pacemaker to control it so it wouldn't get any worse."

After I had finished explaining, it fell silent and I looked away from him knowing that he would think of me differently now.

I expected him to not understand and go back to normal but he didn't, he surprised me by wrapping his arms around me tighter and bringing me into his chest.

"Don't think that I'm going any where because of this, because I'm not."

I relaxed after he said that and wrapped my own arms around him feeling better about the whole thing.

"What do you have to be careful of exactly?" He asked as he lifted my chin up and pecked my lips softly.

"Well when I get too cold and my body tries to warm itself up, sometimes it can leave me out of breath just because of the weather. And of course if my heartbeat gets too high it can be risky and if I don't calm down fast enough it could possibly lead to a heart attack."

His eyes widened as he looked at me shocked.

"Now you know why I'm not a slut like the rest of our school, because I literally can't be."

He chuckled at my words and helped me stand up before gripping my hand and leading me upstairs to my room.

"What are you doing?" I asked a little flustered as I watched him close my curtains and walk slowly back over to me.

"I'm going to show you that being with me won't put you at risk."

Notes

Smut chapter next? Yay or nay?