Unexpected // Harry

Safe And Dangerous(11)

Chapter 11

SOPHIA'S P.O.V

I didn't know how to do anything. I didn't know how to respond, how to imagine my Harry, doing such a thing.

"You don't know if he killed her?" I choked out, the tears finally coming out. I couldn't believe any of this, I just didn't know- I don't know this Harry. I felt Liam's arms make there way around me, Liam was the safe one in this story. He was the one who wanted them to stop.

"It was 5 years ago, if that matters. To top it off, we think someone put soemthing in his drink because he said he didn't remember anything after I pushed him." He whispered.

"I don't care. I don't-" My own tears cut me off, and I couldn't hold them back, neither the sobs that came. What if Harry did that to me? No, he wouldn't. He was drunk when all of this happened, and had something in his drink. But he may have killed a girl. I could be next. My baby could be next.

"But odds are, he didn't kill her. We think she was just .. knocked out." I looked up, seeing Liam looking at the floor, more like glaring at it.

"Liam, I just- I just.. " My sobs were calming down, and I truly didn't know what to say. My heart felt heavy, like at any second it would stop from too much work. He turned his head, and his eyes looked longingly into mine. It was weird, it was different. His chocolate brown ones, beaming almost into mine. They were wide set, dark, thick eyelashes extending outwards. His eyes moved from mine, going further down my face to my lips. I felt my breath quicken, our eyes meeting momentarily, before the phone decided to ring.

I sat back into the couch, Potter seeming to come out of no where as he hopped onto my lap. What was that, that look we both shared?

"I'll get it." Liam paused, looking at me before he got up to get it. I didn't know what to think, or to feel right now. I was confused about a lot fo things.

"Harry I told her. She's- Well yeah. Harry I'm warning- Fine." I froze. Harry was calling, and I wasn't in the mood to talk to him, At least for right now, but I knew deep inside if I avoided the situation ti would only cause more problems. learning that harry wasn't always a good person was, terrifying.

Liam walked over, phone outstretched towards me. I stared at it, having  a mental war with myself over what I should do next. I deicide to take it, unsure of what I'll say or do.

"Soph?" I hear his deep voice ask, and can almost picture him - lying on a couch with his hair ruffled, only boxers covering him. That's not the Harry that was told to me. Not the one in the story.

"Harry." I breathe, feeling a sigh of relief. I've decided what I'll do.

"Listen, I know I'm probably the worst thing in the world right now. I know I am, and it gives you no reason to stay with me anymore. I don't want you to leave, but I know you hate me so if you're oging to please just say it. Please-" I cut him off, not wanting to hear anymore bullsh!t.

"Harry, I love you. I'm not leaving because of what you did, I forgive you for that.." I drag on, not sure what's coming out of my mouth. I think it's why I love him, why I forgive him, but I'm too caught up in Liam's sad look, his eyes trained on the ground and his brown eyes glistening. Sometime I finish, going back to listening to Harry.

"You're not leaving me?" It came out as a question, his voice breaking at the end. It broke my heart to hear that, because he sounded so upset, so distraught.

"No. I'm staying for what you are now, Harry." I mumble, breathing in heavily as I wrap my hand around my bump. Over the phone, Harry's sigh of relief is hearable, and I can't help myself as my eyes get teary again. I love Harry, I really do. I love him for who he is now, not for who he was then.

After a few seconds of nice, quiet silence on the other line, Harry breaks the silence.

"I heard you chose baby names." I laugh slightly, running a hand through my hair.

"Yeah I did, I meant to tell you before you left. See what you thought." I bit my lip, remembering last night's events.

"Okay. Shoot." He chuckles on the other end, and I miss hom so much it hurts. I just want him here, his hands wrapped around me comfortably.

"Ryan, for a boy. Oh, and Phoebe for a girl." I say nervously, what if he hates the names.

"I love Ryan. It suits, and Phoebe, I love it. It's too cute." He says in a sleepy mumble.

"I love you, too." My heart flutters, along with everything else inside of me.The blush creeps up on my face, and only worsens when I see Liam has walked out of the room.

"Harry, you sound tired. You should go to sleep." I mutter, fiddling with the hem of my shirt.

"Not until you do, and has Liam been keeping you happy?" He questions.

"Him and his corny jokes." I laugh, looking to the door which Liam left through.

"Yeah, Liam's like that. How's the baby?" He asks more questons, wondering how I'm feeling and if the baby's been kicking. I laugh at his adorable questions.

"Harry, I love you and I really don't want to hang up, but we both know we're really tired." I say after glancing at the clock that reads 9:30.

"Okay, I love you. I love you, I love you Kitten." I giggle, hearing his nickname for me.

"I love you." I whisper, before hanging up after saying good bye. My feet touch the floor as I get up, wondering where Liam has been for an hour.

"Liam?" I yell, worried slightly. He appears behind me, weakly smiling.

"I heard that you and Harry were good, along with all the endless 'I love you's' ." i blush, wondering if he heard all of our conversation.

"Yeah." I reply, un sure of what else to stay.

"Shouldn't you be going home? You look tired." I say after a few seconds, looking at the small bags underneath his brown eyes.

"Aren't you going to be lonely? You'll be alone." I laugh slightly, seeing Liam's cheeky reply.

"But what about Lauren?" I ask, hesitating before I do. He gives me a small smile.

"She's not into me, she's into Louis. Her and Louis, they hit it off fairly well." I'm shocked slightly, wondering why I didn't hear this.

"I'm sorry." I mumble, looking at the ground.

"It's fine, her and Louis are a cute couple." I nod, picturing it in my head. They would be perfect, both of them with silly things to say. Poor Liam, he doesn't have anyone.. again.

"So are you spending the night?" I ask, changing the subject.He looks up, meeting his eyes with mine.

"If you want, it would be better for the both of us." I frown at first, but then see what he meant by his words.I tell him I'm going to have a shower, he nods and goes to the living room. After stripping off my clothes, I hop into the shower and do a daily routine.

Whenever I have a shower, I start to think of a lot of things, important things such as where I'm going with my business or if I'll last without Harry.  Harry, how I wish he was here now, saying sweet things and making sure I was alright, going through the baby book with me. How he would look into my eyes, or at my lips every time I talked. His perfect curls that he swept out of his face, but somtimes they would get in his eyes and he would look like a little boy. His wide set, pale but perfect green eyes that would stare into mine when we couldn't fall asleep. I fell hard for him, her charms too luring to not. His grin, when his lips would push past to reveal his straight, white crested teeth that always came with his smile. The way his lips felt against mine when we kissed, how they would always go in sync with mine at any given second.

"Harry." I heard myself finally whisper, opening my eyes. Oh Harry, what have you done to me.