Hero

Waking up the next morning I expected to be wrapped up and most likely smushed against Harry's toned chest, however I was left heavily disappointed when I awoke to a empty space beside me, the other half of the bed cold which sent a pang of hurt throughout my chest. I sat up in bed rubbing my eyes and trying to get over the fact that Harry disappeared after what we did last night. A blush crawled up my face at the memory and my lower half throbbed whenever I moved. A long sigh left my lips as I crawled out of bed to take a quick shower and to brush my teeth. Once that was done I pulled on some blue jeans and a casual knitted baby pink sweater which I had to cuff the sleeves as they fell past my hands. I left my hair open to air dry but as I was passing the mirror the sight of my neck had me gasping, cheeks flushing as I caught sight of the decent sized hickey left just along my jugular.

The sight had my stomach turning pleasantly.

I quickly applied some foundation over the top of it before heading downstairs.

As, I was about to turn the corner into the kitchen where everyone seemed to be having breakfast today instead of the dining room a loud tinkly laugh caught my ears. Peering around the corner I saw Harry and a few others sat around the kitchen island, Gigi sitting next to him with a slim hand on his bicep as she buttered some toast for him and handed it to him. I frowned as he thanked her dismissively whilst she flashed him a tender smile. Last night I had been slightly jealous but right now, I was fuming. All I could think about was her hand on his arm and how she was trying to get his attention.

I didn't know where this possessiveness came from but I'm figuring it was due to us taking the next step in the soulmate connection as my jealousy was off the scale in this moment in time, so much so that it pushed me to go to the downstairs bathroom and quickly wash off the foundation I applied to my hickey so it would be visible to Gigi and so that it would send the message loud and clear. I was half disgusted at myself and half impressed. I shrugged my shoulders at myself in the mirror as if my actions were uncontrollable-- well, they were really, I felt like some inner part of me was pushing me to claim Harry. Walking into the kitchen I saw Gigi's eyes flick up to me, up to my neck and then back to Harry as if she didn't give a shit. Realising that my idea didn't work I walked up to Harry, slightly scared that what I was about to do might make him mad at me, but I had no choice, she was driving me insane and I felt as I couldn't stop myself anyhow.

I stood beside Harry and reached my hand up to his neck, pressing my fingertips to the back of his neck I shyly tugged him down to connect our lips together, his sentence getting cut off as a grunt escaped his lips in surprise before he caught on and began molding our lips together as well. I let him take control over the kiss as my bold confidence faltered and I was back to my usual timid self by the time we pulled away. Feeling a little breathless I moved back, satisfaction radiating as I glanced at Gigi's shocked face. Just to be sure I mumbled a shy good morning before pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, my eyes on Gigi the entire time before I lost all of my confidence and backed away, scurrying to the toaster where Perrie was watching on with a smirk, too embarrassed to make eye contact with Harry after that little stunt.

"Oh my god, please tell me I did not just do that," I frantically whispered dropping my head into my hands as Perrie laughed wickedly.

"Oh, but you did and it was ace," She said sounding impressed as she raised her hand for a fist bump making me roll my eyes an shove her hand away.

"God, what the hell came over me?" I asked as I pressed my palms against my cheeks to try and cool them down whilst I basically freaked out at the back of the kitchen. I was far away enough that they probably couldn't hear me at the table-- well Harry had enhanced hearing so he probably could but I just hoped he wasn't listening.

Her gasp made me raise my eyes to meet hers which were beginning to twinkle with mischief, a smirk itching at her lips.

"Someone had a fun time last night," She said suggestively wiggling her eyebrows as she nodded her head to my hickey. A curse left my lips as I tried to cover it with my hair, now regretting my hasty decision of removing the makeup from it. God, what a mess.

Her hand suddenly clamped onto my arm making me yelp in shock as I glared at her.

"It makes sense now! You and Harry took the next step, so it's natural for mates to become more protective and possessive as they get closer to completing their bond, especially if they feel threatened," She explained with excitement.

I only muttered profanities under my breath which were half aimed at myself and half aimed at Gigi for what she had indirectly caused.

"I'm so embarrassed, oh my gosh." I fussed with wide eyes as Perrie looked on excitedly.

"Don't worry, she totally deserved it. Saw her eyeing up Zayn earlier too but I was like, oh hell to the no."

I glanced at her feeling slightly relived that someone else shared my distaste at Gigi, and also at the fact that they didn't like her also.

"Now what do I do?" I exclaimed to Perrie, unsure of wether I was supposed to just pretend I didn't just openly claim Harry or if I was supposed to carry on with my little act. We turned around at the same time and leant back against the counter as I watched Gigi's hand inching towards Harry's hand laying on his knee.

Anger burnt straight through me that it actually hurt, I saw red and black dots spotting my vision and I was left feeling dazed with nothing to focus on but Harry. So I put down my uneaten toast and stalked towards them, dragging a spare barstool with me along the way as I ignored Perrie's incredulous laughter.

I shoved it in between Harry and Gigi and then climbed up onto it with a innocent smile as Gigi was forced to shift slightly away from Harry.

Harry turned his attention to me as I clasped his hand within my own peering up at him innocently. A little surprised chuckle left his lips a he bent down to press a kiss to my forehead making my heart flood with warmth along with my cheeks.

"Put the claws away baby." He murmured with a little smirk looking highly amused but weirdly happy. I gave him a small shrug of innocence picking up a slice of toast from his plate and nibbling at it like a hungry mouse. I wasn't particularly hungry anymore, however I needed an excuse to continue sitting at the island in between Gigi and Harry so I felt happy enough.

Liam suddenly came rushing into the kitchen, his footsteps fast and heavy, the only evidence of even a slight workout due to the slight swear sprinkling his forehead.

"He's in the basement, boss. The equipment is set and he's tied." Liam said earning a dismissive nod from Harry which made him retreat out of the kitchen quickly again.

"That was quick." Gig commented, "You must have trained your Heroes real well Harry," She said flirtatiously making my hand clench tighter around Harry's. I watched pleased as he rolled his eyes slightly before turning to face her as he began to stand up.

"He's a human, Hadid. It was hardly strenuous work," He said with a small scoff, dismissing her words as he tugged me slightly to indicate I get up.

"Where are we going?" I questioned Harry as we began to walk out of the kitchen, his jaw set tight and muscles tense.

"Interrogating."

I nodded my head in realisation.

"Have they captured the guy working for Louis?" I asked peering up at him. He didn't return my gaze but gave me a curt nod, his mind obviously focused on what lay ahead instead of making conversation with me.

Harry had put his business cap on.

Hot.

But intimidating.

"Why am I coming?" I asked gripping onto his hand tighter in attempts to keep walking alongside him which was proving to be difficult as he had the advantage of his crazy long legs.

"I don't think I trust Gigi and you to be left alone together, do you?" He muttered, eyebrows drawn together. "Thought you were gonna jump her for a minute." He muttered distractedly.

I scoffed with indignation.

"Please, I was not gonna jump her. I was simply--," My talking got cut off abruptly as Harry pushed open a wooden door revealing a set of stairs spiralling downwards into complete darkness. The only form of light coming from the hallway which allowed me to see a few of the steps however that did nothing to decrease the fear that built in my stomach from the darkness. I stopped in my tracks, my other hand shooting out to grip his hand as well so both my hands were wrapped around his one large hand.

"Harry. . " I trailed off unsurely.
He turned around so he was facing me, his free hand reaching up to cup the back of my head as he bent down to dominantly kiss me, my breath being lost and my knees feeling weak as my hands let go of my death grip to feel along his hard covered chest.

"It's alright, baby." He murmured, holding out his hand with his eyebrows raised waiting expectantly for me to grip onto it again.

I flushed with heat and quickly interlaced our fingers together allowing him to pull me down the stairs to avoid his intense gaze. My fear was still there, however not as much now. I felt safe with Harry.

When I reached the bottom of the stairs I was not at all prepared to see what I did, the sight of the familiar face, covered in blood and bound tightly to the chair with hooded, crazed eyes had me gasping out loud in shock.

Note//: #sorrynotsorry for the cliffhanger \_(^~^)_/
Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Sorry for the wait, my wifi wasn't working well 🙄🙄

The sexual bonding has made her more possessive as you can see hah, the next chap will show what else has changed with her from
the bonding hehe...

And who do you think she sees???
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