ALWAYS

I attempted to turn over in bed. I was getting uncomfortable. I was stopped mid turn by something solid and hot. I opened my eyes a bit startled. I relaxed when I saw that it was just Harry. I looked over at the clock. It was just after three in the morning. Why was he home so early? I sighed heavily and tried to get comfortable without disturbing him. I failed.
"Noli, are you okay?" Harry asked groggily and mostly asleep.
"I'm uncomfortable." I replied, almost whining at him. He laid flat on his back then pulled me against him. I sighed when my back loosened and my leg stretched out. Harry smiled and kissed my forehead lightly. I rested my head on the pillows next to his and gazed at his exhausted face. I draped my arm over him and laid my hand on his chest over his heart. "Why are you in my bed?" I whispered.
He sighed, "I tried sleeping in my own bed. I couldn't relax so I came in here. You said it was okay. I woke you up." Harry laughed quietly when he saw my shocked face. "Do you want me to leave?" He inquired looking a bit worried.
I shook my head, "No."
Harry set his eyes on mine directly, "What's wrong?"
"What's Aubrey going to think when she finds out that you and I sleep in the same bed when one of us is restless?" I asked quietly.
Harry groaned loudly, "Enola, don't."
"I'm not doing anything. You invited her to your sister's wedding. She must mean something to you." I replied weakly.
"Not the way you do. I don't know how many times I have to say it. I love you. I only want you. I'm lying here, aren't I?" He was mad now. I couldn't blame him but at the same time, I had a point, he invited her like it wasn't going to make me upset. "Why do you have to keep bringing it up?" He asked taking his eyes off mine. I sighed heavily and moved away from him in the bed. "Noli, what are you doing? Come back over here." Harry's eyes looked sad.
"You don't see a problem with her? You don't see what the rest of us see?" I asked him quietly.
He shook his head, "No. I don't. I think she's a nice person and I like hanging out with her. But I just hang out with her. It's not like I ever talk to her the way I talk to you or anything of the sort. I don't see what the big deal is." I sighed heavily and covered my face. I was annoyed. How could he not see it? "Why does it bother you so much? I don't like her that way."
"But she likes you!" I snapped. "She calls you just to see what you are doing, how your day is going. She wants to know about your family and all of that." I stated.
"She's just being a good friend." Harry huffed at me.
I shook my head, "No. Harry. She's not. I do those things. I call you to see how your day is going when I know you're stressed out. I want to know how your mum is doing after you speak to her."
Harry rolled his eyes, "I'm telling you Noli. She's not after me. And we're friends too. This wouldn't be working if we weren't friends." I sighed heavily and stayed quiet. I was done. I couldn't believe he didn't see in her actions what everyone else did. It was frustrating and threatening.
"I just don't understand how you could think that she isn't interested in you. You're...you." I nearly snapped again. "But then again, you're you and that's why you don't notice." I mumbled under my breath.
"You know what? I'm not going to fight with you Enola." Harry said uncovering his body. He stood from the bed with an angry face.
"So you're just going to act like I am being irrational?" I asked him starting to get more angry.
Harry threw his hands in the air, "You are! I've been here with you and OUR DAUGHTER every night since I've been home. Yeah, I've met Aubrey for a few dinners but they were never dates. You are the one I take out on dates. I'm always here at night. I'm never gone partying it up. I go to the studio then I come home. I don't want to be anywhere else. I love you and the life we are trying to work towards. I wouldn't fuck it up for some teenage pussy!" I was shocked by his outburst. "I know what it feels like to be jealous and wish you knew what was going on when you're not around. I'm not going to do that to you. I know before I asked for it. I said I didn't care and I would do it all again because I would end up here with you and with my daughter. But I hated that feeling. I'm nothing but honest. I don't hide anything from you. You think that I am fooling around with Aubrey, fine. Read my text messages with her. I'm not instigating anything. I don't want to be with her." Just then Darcy starting yelling for Harry and I from her room. We had woken her up arguing. He sighed and threw his phone beside me after taking it off the charger. "Look. Read everything. I don't care." Harry turned his back to me then walked out of the bedroom to get our daughter. I stared at his phone for the longest time. I sighed heavily and rolled over, facing away from it. I closed my eyes tightly and tried not to cry.

The bedroom door opened quietly. Harry had been in Darcy's room for a half hour. He was probably trying to calm her down. I heard him sigh quietly then sit down on the bed. I stayed still and silent. I wanted him to think that I was sleeping. I felt my heart begin to break when I heard Harry sniffle. I sat up and moved across the bed. I knelt behind Harry and wrapped my arms around his torso. I rested my chin on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry I acted like a child." I murmured to him. He sniffled again then turned his head.
He kissed my temple gently, "I'm sorry I lost my temper." I kissed his shoulder lightly before running my fingers through his hair. "I don't want you to think that I'm seeing other people when we're trying to work things out. Did you read my texts with Aubrey?" He inquired quietly.
I shook my head and murmured, "I don't have to. I trust you, Harry." Harry gripped my hand gently, keeping it over his heart. "Let's just go back to sleep. We have a busy day and I'm not in the mood to get up early and stay up extra late." I released him then laid back on the pillows. Harry followed after me. He looked exhausted as his head hit the pillows.

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