Hero

My eyelids felt as if they were being pressed down by weights and my head was banging like I had a hangover when I resentfully peeled my eyes open with a soft groan of discomfort. I guess having 3 cups of tea and falling asleep at 4AM does that too you. I was positive it was quite late in the morning but did I care? No, I could sleep all day if it were possible. I stretched my achy muscles letting out those typical baby dinosaur noises as my body twisted in odd angles in order to relive tension.

Slumping against the mattress my head lolled to the side to be graced with Harry still sleeping face which was a rare occurrence as he usually was always up and in the shower before I awoke, I guess our late night had its effects on him too.

He looked stunning as usual, but a bit more childlike and calm. There were no signs of tension or stress on his face and he seemed utterly relaxed which made him look even more attractive if that were possible.

A deep groan rumbled through his muscular chest as his eyes began flickering and his breathing became more shallow, I quickly snapped my head forward as not to let him know I was watching him sleep like a creepy ass weirdo when he was clearly about to wake up.

He yawned letting out a tired grunt afterwards as his head lolled the side to gaze at me through cutely puffy eyes.

"I feel like a sloth who's just fallen out of a tree." I comment lazily as I turn my head back to its original direction so we're both watching each other. He lets out a little surprised snort of laughter.

"Yeah, you look like one too."

"Hey!" I protest slapping his arm halfheartedly as I glare at him. He only smiles slightly his cute dimples digging into his cheeks. 

"You're the one who wanted to play truth or dare in the dead of the night." He said, yawning right after as he rubbed his eyes with his fingers. I shrugged sitting up slowly and arching my back as it cracked pleasantly.

"It seemed like a good idea at the time,"  I defend myself lazily as I struggle getting out of the covers because I have zero gracefulness and they naturally get tangled with my legs making me bend and twist at odd angles and kick my legs like I'm swimming before I'm finally free. I stumble slightly with pink cheeks and huff to myself rolling my eyes as I stomp away towards the bathroom grabbing a towel and underwear along the way.

I hear Harry chuckle lowly from his calm spot on the bed but I choose to pretend I didn't hear him.

*

I give Harry a cheesy grin as I take my seat at the local Costa I dragged Harry to because I simply didn't feel like making my own breakfast, he wasn't fond of the idea but I think I gave him a slight headache from my pestering like a petulant child before he forcibly agreed. He rolls his eyes although I can see his slight smile dancing along his lips indicating he isn't as irritated as he's playing off to be. Sneaky.

We order what we feel like and I happily just people-watch in silence in the least stalker-creepy-coffee-shop-girl way I can. I find it interesting trying to picture what all of their lives a like and for one second our lives brush as we all are in the same place at the same time before its over and I will never see these exact people again and they will carry on living their happy/miserable lives like they did before with no effect on my part.

I think that would be amazing.

To have an effect on someone else's life in the best way possible and realise that something they do is the effect of you.

"What's up?" Harry asks munching on his Croissant as he sips his beloved tea, I however got sick of tea from last night and the crazy amount I consumed so I was currently drinking coffee. 

"Um, I don't know. The sky?" I tease with a impish giggle as I nearly choke on my cinnamon whirl. Easy tiger. I know what he was obviously referring to but annoying Harry has lately become one of my favourite hobby's-- well besides eating and reading.

"Har har." He says dryly with narrowed eyes although his light green eyes and the twitch of his lip betray his tone of voice and I know he's not actually irritated with me.

"I was just thinking," I say, actually responding to his question about my sudden silence. He widens his eyes in mock horror.

"Wait, that happens?" He says with a smirk and a fake shocked look on his face. I roll my eyes and sip my coffee although I find his recent banter endearing at the least, I love playful Harry, I don't receive it very often but it seems like last night and today I am being spoiled with nothing but playful Harry and I can't say I mind a single bit. It shows signs that he's warming up to me, slowly letting me in and allowing our friendship(?) to bloom softly.

"We're flying back, by the way." He comments finishing off his tea and wiping his hands on the napkins laid out on the small round table.

"What, why?" I protest slightly although I'm not really that bothered as I know it's not far, it only took us about 20 minutes walking, so flying should be faster. He shrugs his shoulders carelessly.

"I want to, and I like to do a brief sweep of the city for any major trouble." He explains, slowly falling back into hero-Harry mode. Which I also don't mind (unless he's angry) because he's very hot when he's in that mode, face all concentrated, jawline tight, muscles taught ready to attack, pink lips pursed. It's a bloody nice sight if I'm honest.

"Okay," I say with a warm smile as I quickly finish my breakfast and also wipe my sticky hands on the napkins before we both stand to our full heights and Harry's hand slides into my own and grips it loosely as he tugs me gently out of the slowly filling Costa.

We weave in and out of the morning rush of people and turn into a side street which is tucked away behind a big black building so there's literally no one else around. His hands wrap around my waist and he pushes me against a wall easily lifting me up so I am forced to wrap my legs around his waist. I gasp from the shock, my fingertips pressing into his shoulder blades.

"Harry, what are you doing?" I ask with wide eyes a heaving chest. He rolls his eyes with a smirk.

"Calm down, sweetheart. It's safer for us to fly this way." He explains tugging one of my arms to indicate he wanted me to wrap them around his neck, so I do as he says and I feel him run slightly and before I know it we're off. I bury my head into his warm neck refusing to even look at my surroundings at this current moment knowing I will literally shit my pants.

Well, not literally.

*

After complaining about being bored Harry had taken out some boxes from the back of his closet and dumped them at my feet telling me to 'knock myself out'. I guess he'd gotten annoyed as I wouldn't let him watch some crappy show he was suddenly immersed in.

But, I had found a scrabble set and I was practically jumping for joy and also thinking of manipulative ways to try and get Harry to play the game with me, he didn't really seem the type to sit down and play a board game to be honest but that doesn't mean I wasn't going to try.

"Oh, Harryy," I sing lightly as I plop onto the couch next to him staring at him with big eyes and pouty lips. He sends me a side glance immediately rolling his eyes upon seeing my face knowing that I most likely want something.

"What?" He drawls dryly with raised eyebrows. God, he's such a little grump.

"Come with me, we can Scrabble and chill?" I say with a bright smile and wide eyes filled with hope. I hope I'm giving off a adorable expression that's making him weak at the knees although I probably look more like a stray dog wanting a bone.

"Scrabble?"

"Yeah! I found a board in the one of the boxes," I say enthusiastically as I bounce slightly on the couch, I find it incredibly amusing as I watch his body sway ever so slightly with the motion. He sighs heavily finally switching the damn TV off to hopefully give me his full attention.

"You want to play scrabble with me?" He asks with a blank look on his face as if he finds it hard to digest that I would want to spend my free time playing a game with him. I mean, there's no one else here and plus, I kind of like his company--albeit moody mostly, he's actually pretty funny and easy to converse with. Good vibes, you know.

"No, the other Harry with curly hair and green eyes," I say sarcastically dropping my cute act as it probably wasn't working and I don't particularly want to scare him away after our recent good tunes between us with my scary faces. He rolls his eyes with a groan but agrees reluctantly.

"Yay!" I exclaim happily, a wide smile stretching across my face as I hop to my feet and take Harry's wrist hostage to drag his heavy body behind me.

*

We finished the game with me winning quite spectacularly and I quickly opted for another round but Harry was having none of it.

"Sore loser." I muttered under my breath as I reluctantly pack away the scrabble set, his green eyes narrowed at me with my words.

"Shut it."

"Fine, lets do something else then," I said enthusiastically with a bright smile, we hardly got to spend time doing regular human activities without one of us (mostly me) being in some type of mortal danger so I wanted to savour the time we had because lord knows when it could end.

He groaned his head falling back as he gazed at the ceiling helplessly.

"God, help me."

I rolled my eyes ignoring his protests as I tried to think of something that could keep us entertained for awhile.
A thought sprung to mind and I grinned, this would be the perfect way to learn a little more about the mystery that is Titantuin, and I could also see what makes him tick. Hopefully.

"Let's play, 20 questions," I said with a innocent smile painted across my face. I hope he agrees, if he doesn't I'm prepared to put up a fight for this because I really want to know more about him and his family, where he comes from, his childhood, just his whole background really. I mean, he is supposedly my soul mate right? So I deserve to know what type of person he is.

He rolls his eyes skyward before he stares at me with pursed lips.

"You're not going to leave me alone are you?" I shake my head cheerfully and he mutters something under his breath before agreeing reluctantly. My smile stretches pretty wide and I hope to god it looks attractive (although I bet I look like a horse when they smile).

"Me first!" I exclaim with a giggle as I tug my minion off the couch so I can wrap my arms around him. Harry glares at him as if blaming him for the reason Harry is pushed to the edge of the bed every time he wakes up and realises he is inches from falling to his death. Well, sort of.

"What's your favourite colour?" I ask, deciding I'll ease into the harder to answer questions without him even noticing.

"Black."

"That's not even a colour," I comment with a scrunchy nose as I revel in the new information. His favourite colour is black? Hm, somehow that suits his personality.

"You're here to ask questions, not judge my answers," he glares at me and I apologise lightly.

"What's your favourite animal?" He asks me leaning back on his splayed out hands as he watches me think.

"Elephants. . . yeah, elephants. Because you know, they're large and in charge." I say with a chuckle, he shakes his head chuckling as well.

"That's hardly a justifiable reason, there's plenty of animals who are 'large and in charge'," he says with quotations on the last phrase.

"You're here to ask questions, not judge my answers." I say smugly using his own words against him. He gives a breathy laugh and only shakes his head refusing to say anything more.

"How old are you?" I ask suddenly remembering I don't actually know his age. Oh my god, how could I not know how old he is? What the fuck?

"21," I release a sigh of relief realising he's only two years older than me which isn't bad at all. Thank god, I thought for a moment that what if he was like 6 years older than me! That would be so weird.

"Why did you move to London?" He asks challenging eyebrow raised. I sighed heavily knowing that this question was eventually going to pop up, I didn't know what to say because I was sure he could figure it out if I lied but at the same time I didn't feel like going into a big explanation of my life back home so I kept it simple.

"I had to get away from some of the negativity that was surrounding me." He nodded his head and I sighed in relief once again that he hadn't asked further questions.

My turn.

"Where are your family?" I ask carefully because judging by the lack of pictures or memories around the apartment they might not be around anymore or he might not be on good terms with them so I don't want to upset him or remind him of something.

"London." He says shortly, his eyes looking past me to glare slightly at the wall behind me as a new type of tension fills the room making me uncomfortable. I shift slightly waiting for him to ask me a questions but it seems that he is lost in thought by the obvious clenching of his razor sharp jaw.

"Um, it's your turn." I offer timidly as I blink up at him awaiting his response, he sighs heavily, his green eyes blazing with hatred which isn't aimed at me, more so aimed at whatever his thought process seems to be at the current moment. He runs a hand through his hair tugging slightly on the roots a he stands to his full height abruptly.

"M' done with this shitty game." He says curtly as if trying to hold back his anger in front of me and turns away, I watch as he stalks away into the bedroom and slams the door behind him making me flinch. I release a heavy breath I hadn't realised I was holding as I watch the now vacant spot where Harry once sat.

Mental note: Try not to bring up Harrys family again as he clearly doesn't want to talk about them.

I wonder if he left the game in fear of my questions getting deeper and harder to answer because it was obvious they were heading down that route, I'm sort of relived the game ended because the questions would have been equally as hard to answer for me as well, but I'm disappointed I couldn't learn more about Harry.

Oh well, I'll take what I can get, at least I sort of have an idea of him as his background.
I guess we all have skeletons in the closet.

A/N:

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