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"Stop worrying Ash." Harry mutters under his breath as a car dealer makes his way toward us.

I shoot a glare towards Harry before turning my gaze to the car dealer. How the hell am I supposed to not worry about the fact that my psycho brother knows where I am and that he has a death wish for me.

"Hi, I am Tate. How can I help this couple on this beautiful Sunday?" He chirps and clasps his hands together. A wide smile spread on his face as his gaze shifts between Harry and I, his smile slightly faltering only once. My eyes widen slightly at the fact that he assumes we are a couple, but I try and shrug it off.

"I'm looking for a car, something small preferably." I smile and avoid making eye contact with Harry. What were we? Were we a couple or just friends who don't seem to know what they want? My mind momentarily lingers on this question making me forget completely about my brother.

"Well we have a few small cars, but I do prefer taking a look at the Toyota IQ. We have them in black, white and silver." Tate continues to talk about the specifications and such as we make our way toward the compact car.

I pretend to listen as I walk around the car to inspect it. I glance at Harry who's attention is fixed on Tate. I shake my head and peak my head through the open window of the car.

"Oh feel free to get inside, dear." Tate smiles and gestures for me to open the door. I nod and swiftly open the door to get inside.

Once I sit down I feel myself relax into the seat. The car isn't the prettiest, but it sure is comfortable. A sigh leaves my lips as I rest my head back for a few moments. I smile and glance around the car, getting used to the feel of it. I think this might be the car I want. I quickly get out of the car with a wide smile spread on my face.

"You like it?" Harry questions from the other side of the car.

I nod vigorously and rub my sweaty palms on my thighs. I seriously need to get home after this. I look at the car dealer who is eyeing my neck seriously. I clear my throat which causes him to jump slightly. I completely forgot about the markings on my cheek and neck.

"I'd like to do the paperwork for one of these please." I gesture to the car with shaky hands. I honestly don't want people judging me nor Harry for that matter.

"Sure, love. Right this way." I nod and quickly grab Harry's hand to pull him with me. He chuckles slightly as I shoot him a nervous look.

"It's just some paperwork Ash, nothing too serious." I grunt at his words and roll my eyes. I hate doing paperwork.

After several minutes of discussing car payments and insurance, we are finally able to leave. Unfortunately I have to wait 2-5 days before I can get the car as they have to finalize payment options and things like that. A relieved sigh leaves my lips as Harry and I walk toward his car.

"I'm so glad we got that over with." I mumble and slump my shoulders.

"Yeah me too, I am starving!" Harry exclaims and opens the car door for me. It's already past one in the afternoon and we haven't eaten anything at all.

"Can we please stop by my place?" I question and bite my lip.

Worry flickers in Harry's eyes as he thinks about it. His eyebrows furrow in thought and I can't help but feel my stomach churn at the idea of stumbling into my brother.

"Can't we just go buy you some clothes?" Harry questions jokingly. I shrug at the suggestion. It's not a bad idea even if it was just a joke.

"I'm due for some new clothes so why not?" Harry's eyes shoot up in surprise causing me to chuckle.

"But not today. Let's get something to eat and just something I can wear tonight and tomorrow. I'll call Rebecca and explain what happened to me and that I can't come in tomorrow." I shrug and play with my fingers.

"You've got it all figured out, haven't you?" Harry smiles and taps the steering wheel.

"I guess I just don't want to risk bumping into my brother." Even though it doesn't really matter because he knows where I am regardless. I frown and shake my head.

"I'm sorry." Harry whispers and places his hand on my thigh. I look up at him and find that he is already looking at me.

Somehow I feel his apology has a deeper reason than just for this moment. I furrow my brows and break eye contact. Since Harry came into my life I've had this feeling that there might be something he's hiding from me. I don't have the courage to question him about it though because I know that I tend to over analyze every damn thing. I don't want to start something where there probably is nothing. I really like Harry and he's good. I don't want to ruin something good. Suddenly a thought crosses my mind.

"Harry..." I trail off and look at him. His eyes quickly find mine and search them.

"What are we?" The question slips out of my mouth before I can stop it. Harry's eyebrows slightly rise in surprise but slowly his eyes soften and he gives me a small, warm smile.

"What would you like us to be?" Harry murmurs and softly squeezes my thigh. I feel my mouth run dry and words seem to fail me. I shrug and shake my head.

"I like you Ash, I don't want us to rush into anything or put any labels on what we are. Let's just see where this goes, yeah?" Harry speaks for me, his words filling me with hope of what could be and relief that I don't have to worry about it now.

"Sounds good to me." I smile and look out of the car window as we stop in front of a building.

"Pizza?" I question, humor laced in my voice.

"Well seeing as we couldn't eat out last pizza, I thought we could try that date night again?" Harry suggests causing me to giggle.

"Sounds lovely." I smile and peck him on his cheek before quickly jumping out of the car, not giving him the chance to react or open my door for me.

"That's not fair." Harry says with a laugh as he gets out of the car.

"What isn't?" I question innocently with a smirk.

"You not giving me chance to react or open your door for you." He shakes his head while an amused smile is plastered on his face.

"Oh well." I shrug and grab his hand. I pull him toward the entrance and stand in line.

"Eager are we?" He raises his one eyebrow and I roll my eyes.

"A girl has to eat." I mumble and bite my lip which makes Harry laugh. His laughter is soon interrupted when hi s phone starts to ring in his jean pocket.

I curiously eye the phone screen in attempt to read the caller ID. I notice Tom's name on the screen before Harry swipes to answer. He holds up his index finger and I nod, granting him his privacy. I raise my eyes slightly at my crazy curiosity. Normally things like people calling other people won't bother me at all, but with Harry the tiniest things make me question him. Since we've started hanging out, he's constantly being bothered by his phone. I shake my head and sigh, am I jealous? There's no way. How can I be jealous? Maybe I'm just a bit pissed because Tom is constantly trying to scare me off. What does he know? Harry suddenly appears next to me with furrowed brows and pursed lips.

"Everything alright?' I question and take a hold of his hand. His eyes quickly find mine and he slowly nods.

"Yeah I-uh" Harry clears his throat and runs his hand over his face before continuing.

"I just had a few words with Tom." He sighs and anxiously taps his foot.

"Are they still confused about my bruises?" I question curiously. Harry's eyebrows slightly lift in surprise before he speaks.

"N-yes. He doesn't understand and thinks I'm lying." He shrugs and takes a deep breath.

"They should get over it." I narrow my eyes and grit my teeth. It's none of their damn business anyway.

"Yeah..." Harry says absentmindedly causing me to wonder if that really was what they were speaking about.

"So where do you want to go buy some clothes?" Harry mumbles after we order our pizza.

"Any places nearby?" I question him. He squints his eyes as he thinks.

"Yeah, there's a small boutique right around the corner. We can actually walk?" Harry suggests. I shrug and nod.

"Why not?" I smile up at him which he returns halfheartedly. Since the phone call from tom he's been acting strange. Could the conversation they had really be upsetting him that much?

"Harry, are you sure everything's alright?" I whisper as we walk along the sidewalk.

"Yeah, don't worry about it, love." Harry wraps an arm around my shoulder and pulls me into a side hug. I smile at the gesture. Maybe I should just listen to him and stop worrying. If it was something serious he would tell me, right?

***

After about an hour walking around in the small boutique, we finally make it back at Harry's place. I feel like my feet are about to give up on me from walking in these damn heels the whole day. Luckily I found a few pairs of underwear and clothes to wear for about three days.

"I think I'm going to take a shower." I mumble and slip my feet out of the heels.

"Alright, let me show you where." Harry's eyes darken slightly and the thought of him joining me crosses my mind.

My eyes widen slightly and I mentally slap myself for having such perverted thoughts. A blush creeps onto my face as I follow Harry. Little does Harry know that I do know where the bathroom is. I mean did he honestly expect that I didn't have to pee last night?

"Here." Harry smiles and gestures to the bathroom. This is definitely not the bathroom I used last night. This one is huge!

"T-thanks." I stammer as I look into Harry's eyes.

The thoughts of before quickly resurface causing me to quickly break eye contact and rush into the bathroom. I slam the door shut and quickly turn my back against it. What the hell is wrong with me? I hear Harry's footsteps slowly drift away indicating that he left. I seriously need to get a grip. My hormones are all over the place. I sigh and slowly strip down my clothes before stepping into the glorious round shower. I've seen a lot of shower's in my life, but never have I ever seen a shower placed in the middle of the bathroom which is the shape of a circle. It's quite amazing to be honest. As I open the tap the water slowly starts gliding down my body, easing every stressed muscle. I relax within minutes of standing under the cascading water. I could just stand here for the rest of eternity. Soon I force myself to wash myself and finish up in the bathroom. After the shower, I gently dry my body and throw on some underwear, a pair of black shorts which didn't seem that short until I put it on, and a white padded spaghetti strap. I sigh in content. It might be way too revealing, but at least it's comfortable. I quickly gather my things and make it out of the bathroom. I go back the way we came and somehow end up in the room I had slept last night. I find Harry lying on the bed. His hair is wet which indicates that he also had a shower. I feel my eyes run over his naked torso as I realize he only had on a pair of loose hanging sweat pants. I feel my heart rate slightly increase and my palms start to grow sweaty. I quickly clear my throat which grabs Harry's attention. He puts his phone down next to him and eyes me. He bites his lip while looking me up and down. Finally his eyes meet mine and my breath hitches in my throat. His eyes burn with such intensity that it makes me squirm.

"You look beautiful, Ashley." Harry says hoarsely which makes the pit of my stomach burn. What is this boy doing to me? He slowly sits up with his legs thrown off the bed. He plays with his lip while staring at me.

Without consciously knowing what the hell I am doing, I slowly stride over to him and stand in between his legs. The things I had been carrying somehow found their way to the floor. Harry's eyes never leave mine while he shifts and rests his hands on my hips. I lick my lips and bite my lower lip as the heat from his palms radiate onto my skin. In a flash, Harry's lips are on mine. It takes me no time to kiss him back. The kiss instantly deepens once his tongue is granted access to raid my mouth. A soft moan escapes my lips causing Harry to growl and pull me into him. He swiftly stands up, turns and throws me onto the bed. Before my lips can miss his touch, his lips are back on mine continuing their assault. His hands roam my body, not getting enough of me while my nails softly dig into his back.

"Fuck, Ash." Harry groans as he stops kissing me only to move his lips toward my neck. He places butterflies kisses all along my neck until reaching my soft spot where he softly bites down before sucking. A louder moan escapes my lips this time and I quickly realize how this will end. For a split second I consider stopping whatever is happening, but instead I wrap my legs around Harry and lift my hips to grind against Harry's crotch area. Why stop myself from having a little fun?

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