Three days have gone by since I've gotten the note. I haven't brought it to Harry's attention yet. I have no clue how he will react but I honestly don't care. My brother was put into a hospital, he could have died! These people have no mercy.

"Ry!!!" Jacob shouted from his bedroom. My parents are at work and won't be getting home till well after midnight. My dad usually works late and my mom picked up a double shift trying to rake in all the liens she can before she takes the rest of the summer off.

I trot up the stairs to see that the fuss is about. "Yes Jacob buddy?" I question him.

"I'm this thirsty, fetch me a drink." He says waving his hand towards me.

"Brat." I laugh.

"Chocolate milk please!" He shouts as I walk out of the room.

The last time I've texted Harry was last night around eight. It's unusual of him not to be calling or texting me, maybe he just needs a break from everything. Which is fine with me he's a tired working man, doing what he does really takes a toll on the human body. Yet he still manages to smile and be cheerful everyday.

I just finished stirring Jake's chocolate milk while the door bell rang. "Coming." I grunt in annoyance. I'm not really in the mood to see or talk to anyone. Plus my appearance could be better. Since I have no plans or intentions of leaving the house I'm wearing pink nike pros with a black sports bra. This is my usual bum attire and it's very comfortable I might add.

I walk towards the door with Jake's chocolate milk in hand, just as I turn the handle the door is violently pushed open revealing a sexually frustrated Harry lunging at me. The glass of chocolate milk hit the floor making a loud crash at my feet.

"I've missed you so fucking much." He says pressing his lips hungrily onto mine.

"Ry, are you okay?" Jake yells from up in his room.

I shove Harry's head off of my lips so I could respond to Jake to let him know I'm not being murdered.

"Yeah I'm fine bud, I'll be up in a-." Harry's lips attached to my neck causing me to moan before I couldn't even finish my sentence.

"I've been craving your touch for days." He breathes against my skin earning another moan from me.

"What?" Jake screams back at me.

"Harry." I pant. "I'll be back in a second." He smiles against my neck backing off so I can run to the kitchen to stir some more chocolate milk.

I grab another cup from the cupboards and start pour some milk in the cup along with Nesquick.

"I've been waiting so long to touch you again."

"It's been one week Harry. I was suppose to see you tomorrow." I chuckle ignoring the hot wet kisses he's planting along my neck. The smile fades from my face any my body goes completely numb when I see the little white cars that came with the fruit basket Modest sent me.

"Ry?" Harry questions. "Baby are you okay?"

I snap out of my gaze to turn and face a confused Harry.

"What's wrong" Harry tilts his head in confusing.

The guilt is eating away at me. I really don't wanna tell Harry cause I know he'll do something about it. But I'm afraid of the consequences if I don't listen.

"Harry I have to tell you something." I wasn't even thinking what I was saying my mind did it for me. I k we this was the right decision he needs to know.

"You can tell me anything." He grabs my hands tilting my chin up t look at him . "What is it baby?"

My stomach flutters at the use of the sweet nickname. Even though Harry calls me babe or baby all the time it still effects me the same way every time, kinda like when I call him daddy.

"I- it's Jake." I finally give in and decide to spill the beans. "It wasn't an accident."

"Don't be silly Rion he didn't throw himself in front of the car." Harry chuckles.

"I know he didn't you ass." I hit him in the chest lightly. "And don't joke about that." I scowl.

"Alright I'm sorry. You were saying."

"Modest. They did this."

"You can't be serious?"

"I know I sound completely insane but look at this note it was them! They said they would ruin my family." I lip starts to shake in guilt.

"No, no you're not insane." Harry says in his deep rich accent. "This all makes sense."

"What does?" I question.

"Well, I've been getting these strange threats saying if I don't leave you my sex tape will be revealed." He says with a smile.

"What the hell. Why are you smiling?"

"Because I don't have a sex tape." He continues to laugh. "I'm just curious on why Modest would want to ruin their own 'merchandise' just because of you."

"Right? I'm not that special." I laugh along with him. Suddenly Harry's whole mood changed and his face turned serious.

"You're so fucking special, don't ever say that, okay?" He takes his larger rough hand and moves a piece of hair out of my face. "Oh and by the way, you're ass looks fantastic in these shorts." He slides his hand down and gives my bum a slight squeeze triggering me to let out a soft squeak.

"Okay Harry! Enough dirty talk I'm serious about this."

"And I am too." He nods his head sarcastically. "Your ass really does look fantastic."

I hit Harry in the chest wiping the smug smile off of his face. "Harry, this is actually really bad."

"Yeah I know I'm sorry Ry." He sighs finally taking me seriously. "What do you think we have to do?"

"We? No no no. This is my mess."

"Our mess."

"Harry." I sigh. "I don't want you to get involved."

"I'm kinda involved Ry, I'm the reason this is all happening. Plus they're targeting me, with these weird sex tape threats I might add."

"They want me to stay away from you."

"And there's no way in hell that's happening." He smiles pulling me into his muscular arms. Since I'm only in a sports bra my bare skin can feel the heat radiating off of Harry's chest making my insides tingle. I lean in to leave a lingering kiss onto Harry's plump lips.

"Ry! I'm thirsty!" Jake interrupts.

"Coming!" I scream back grabbing the chocolate milk off my counter.

"Make it fast I could really use a cuddling session from my girl."

My heart stopped at the use of those words. Harry has never called me his girl before and I never want him to stop. I walk to the stairs as Harry lounges out onto the couch waiting for my return.

"Oh Harry when I come back we need to figure out what to do with this whole Modest bullshit."

"Mhm." He mumbles while flipping through the channels on the television.

"Jeez what took you so long?" Jake asks peeling his eyes off the tv.

"Sorry I had a brief distraction."

"Well than- woah what happened to your neck?"

"My neck?"

"Yeah it looks like someone punched you."

I turn around into the full body mirror hanging onto the closet door. What the fuck. Harry made sure to mKe his presence known by leaving a trail of huge dark purple hickeys.

"Fucking Harry." I mumble to myself.

"Harry hit you?"

"What! No no." I struggle to find an explanation. "We were playing a game with a vacuum cleaner."

"A vacuum cleaner?" He obviously isn't falling fort lie.

"Yeah and he sucked it right on my neck."

"That's stupid and sounds like no fun." Jake scoffs.

"It's so much fun!" Harry shouts enthusiastically causing me to jump back from getting startled.

"I wanna try now." Jakes says. "Harry will you suck me?"

"Sorry pal only Rion can suck me."

"Harry! Not what he meant!" I yell elbowing him in the gut.

"Huh?" Jake says tilting his head.

Oh the innocence of Jake.

"Stay innocent my man." Harry chuckles as we exit the room leaning Jake confused as hell.

"I hate you." I laugh.

"You love me and you know it."

Even though Harry is teasing I can't help but freeze at the use of the word love.

Do I love him?

Yes.

Do I want to love him?

I don't know.

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