Carrington Hill

To say I was embarrassed after what happened was a pretty nice and easy way to put how I felt. I genuinely did not think my period was going to surprise me like a bitch just when I cuddle with Harry with white sheets and everything. Hell, I even got him messy and his bed was just an absolute state. I felt disgusting even though it was a natural thing and if it would have happened in my own bed while I was sleeping alone I wouldn't have been that fussed.

But it literally happened while I was snuggling to the boy who I like and known for less than a week. There are not many things that are worse than that.

Harry, well, he was absolutely amazing. Like he said he handled the situation and by the time I was done with the shower the bed was remade and I had clothes in the bathroom waiting for me with the pack of Always pads that I bought with myself. Whenever I'm on holiday or go somewhere I chuck a pack in my luggage just in case.

"Can we not mention this? At all? To anyone?" I asked Harry as I stood next to the newly made bed where he sat.

"Of course," he nodded right away; his voice confidently stated the answer I hoped to get. "Come here."

"I'd rather not," a stiff laugh escaped my lips, Harry's eyebrows furrowed and he tilted his head to the side. "I don't want to cause anymore mess."

"Carrington, nothing will happen. Come here, please," he talked to me with a soft voice, his eyes showed nothing but kindness and he held his hand out for me to take.

I huffed as I gave in; he took a hold of my hand and pulled me on his lap. His right hand snuck around my waist, his left one rested on my thighs while my left hand was hugging his neck.

"Now listen," he started to talk slowly and quietly and that made my heart beat increase. "I don't want you to think I'm disgusted or anything like that because that is not true. What happened has happened and you couldn't have prevented it from happening, nothing and no one could have. It was totally natural, yeah? I told you I would sort everything out and I did so honestly, don't overthink it, please."

"I just can't believe it happened," I leaned my head against his a little, his arms hugged me tightly and he intertwined his fingers on my side. "If it would've happened to me while I was on my own I wouldn't be so bothered."

"Did you listen to me, sunshine?" his voice was gentle and he didn't judge me nor sounded disgusted. So why the hell did I keep thinking he was? "I'm glad I was here to take care of you and help you, so please do not think for a second that what happened was bad, yeah? It happens to everyone at one point."

"I'll try not to," I sighed. "Thank you for, yanno, doing everything. I should have cleaned everything, not you."

"It was no trouble, really," he told me. I pulled away from him, his lips smiled at me and I kissed him on the cheek. "Why did I get that?"

"Because you are wonderful," I complimented him. His lips twitched as his smile grew bigger his green eyes bored into my brown ones and the top of his cheeks were slightly pink. "What time is it?"

"Um," he looked around the room to find a clock on the wall but for some reason there was none. He ended up stretching across the bed to grab his phone then pressed down on the middle button to see the time. "Half past three."

"Ugh, we slept for like, two and a half hours."

"It was good; we both needed it after being in the water and everything."

"True," I nodded. My mind was running wild with thoughts and I realised why I was so moody in the morning. I felt like sharing it with Harry so that's what I did. "You know when I was in a weird mood this morning?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm pretty sure it was because of my period."

"Oh, right," he said. "So you are a moody one when you're on."

"Yeah, basically."

"Alright, I jotted that down in my notes in my head."

"Stop because I'll go ape shit on you in a minute and then cry for no reason at all," I laughed even though I was serious. "Whenever it's that time of the month, my brothers call me bipolar and that pisses me off even more."

"Oh god," he laughed. "Well, as you know, I have an older sister and she's crazy emotional when she's on. She doesn't live at home anymore; she lives with her fiancé and son in London but whenever I stay with them I tend to pick the right days. She always has her lady problems when I'm there."

"Unlucky."

"That I am," he agreed. "Anyway, let's stop talking about her before she actually appears somewhere around here. What would you like to do for the rest of the day?"

"Honestly?"

"Mhm."

"Die," I said bluntly. "My cramps are killing me and I don't even know what to do with myself."

"Cuddles?" he asked. "I swear my cuddles make everything better! I'll even rub your tummy if you wish."

"You are sweet but I don't want that to happen-,"

"Shush, I told you it was fine. Plus I wanna hold you and kiss you and make you feel better. I don't want you in any pain and if I can help in any way then I want to make sure I try at least."

My eyes kept looking into his left then right one as his words sunk in. My heartbeat was crazy fast and each time he said all those nice things to me I felt myself falling for him even more.

"You make it extremely hard not to like you," I chuckled.

"That's good for me."

"It's not so good for me though," a sigh escaped my lips and I got up from his lap. In hopes of actually finding a bottle of cold water in the mini fridge, I walked over to the cooling machine and when I opened its door, a relieved smile stretched across my lips.

Once I drank almost half of the bottle, I screwed the lid back on and decided to take it back to the bed with me. I placed it on top of the bedside table and took my usual spot on the right side of the bed if you are looking at it from the opposite but if you actually get in it it's the left.

Harry joined me soon enough, he laid on his back with his phone in his hand as his eyes concentrated on the bright screen. I was on my side with my legs pulled up to my chest to soothe the pain in my lower abdomen as much as I could.

"Look," he told me softly and turned his phone towards me. With my eyes, I looked up to him before I slowly took it and examined the tweet he was showing me.

It was a screenshot of the picture we took in the gym on the day of the wedding. The one that Harry captioned and decided to share and none of us thought about it too much. Well, I did, but once he actually posted it and we left the gym, it completely ran out of my mind.

"@HSNEWS #Update | Harry with Carrington Hill today! • 8th June 2017"

It was a fan account for Harry, obviously, who posted the tweet with the picture attached under it. They knew my full name which got me thinking for a few seconds then it completely vanished from my mind when I decided to click on the account.

"Mind if I look through the account who posted the picture?" I asked Harry quietly. His eyes were on me the whole time I was looking at his phone which was no surprise.

"Go ahead," he nodded as the words rolled off his tongue. "I will go take a shower, alright?"

"Sure, of course," I smiled at him. "Don't worry; I won't go through your pictures or text messages."

"I have nothing to hide but it is good to know I can leave you with it and you won't do anything."

"There's no reason for me to do so," I pushed myself up a bit to scoot closer to him and he looked down to me. His reddish lips were in a slight, natural pout, his stubble made his face even more handsome and a bit scruffy. But a good kind of scruffy. Sexy kind. "Kisses," I muttered as I puckered my lips.

His breath tickled my lips as he chuckled softly then leaned further down to press his lips against mine. As his mouth massaged mine gently, I let out a contented moan, my left hand rested on the side of his neck until my smile broke our connection. Harry grinned at me while he licked his lips slightly then leaned back to me and pressed a few more kisses on my lips.

"I really fancy you, Carrington," he told me, his voice deep and serious yet it was still cheerful and soothing to listen to.

"I really fancy you too, Harry," I replied softly as I looked up at him. My hand slowly made its way up to where his neck and jaw met; my thumb caressed his skin for a few moments before I let my fingers ran into his hair on the side to the back and our lips met in yet another sweet kiss.

Harry gently pushed me down so I was lying on my back while he put his legs on either side of me, his hands rested next to my head. His lips curved into a smile, his dimples popped and my heart stopped for a few seconds. His green eyes stared into my brown ones before he closed the space between us, our lips touched in a soft kiss though I wanted more.

My arms snuck around his neck and I pulled him even closer so our chests were touching. It caught him off guard a slight bit because he almost completely fell on me and that caused us both to chuckle against the other one's mouth.

Once our lips were back in the game we've been playing for quite a few days now, I let out a quiet moan when I felt his hand come in contact with my cheek. He rested his warm palm against my skin, his head tilted to the side slightly so our lips fitted better. My tongue ran across his lower lip as I wished for more from him, deepening our intimate moment was something I practically needed to survive.

Harry hummed as my tongue slipped into his mouth and met his and so I finally got what I wanted. A more intimate and close gesture where I felt him. His scent filled my nose then my lungs and I was so into the kiss that it caught me by surprise when my teeth collided with Harry's.

"Slow down, sunshine," he chuckled as he pulled away, my eyes opened just to see his kiss-swollen lips and huge green eyes looking at me. He leaned back and started to pepper kisses all over my face which I loved because he gave me all of his attention.

"Okay, go take a shower," I panted as my voice came out in a whisper. Harry's eyes dropped down to my lips which were swollen and most probably red from all the kissing when I sucked it into my mouth. I slightly bit on it, but not to be sexy or anything, it was more so because I had the tendency to rip off the dried skin. I used lip balm all the time so my lips were soft but chapped at the same time.

"It's going to be a quick one because I can't seem to want to stop kissing you," he murmured, his lips touching mine even before he finished his sentence. I laughed into his mouth as I turned my head to the side and pushed him away as I put my hands on his chest. "Stop."

"No," I carried on laughing. "Go and take a shower, smelly pants."

"I'm not smelly," he said, his head ducked down and his lips attached to my neck. He blew raspberries into it and I started laughing even harder and louder because I was madly ticklish. "You are ticklish, aren't you?"

"Harry, please, leave me alone!" I moved my head quickly from one side to the other as I tried to escape him. He sat on my thighs so I couldn't move my legs; he held my wrists down so I couldn't even push him away with full force. "Pretty please don't do it again."

"Now why should I listen to you, hm?" he asked me as he arched one of his eyebrows, a side smirk played on his lips and his eyes sparkled while crinkles appeared on the sides.

Dude, he was so beautiful.

He literally took my breath away. In a good way of course.

"Go take a shower and then come and cuddle with me. You made me want to cuddle again so hurry up."

"How can I say no to that?" he asked me but it was more like a statement. He pressed a kiss to my lips before he hurriedly got up, stripped his shirt down and slid his index fingers under the band of his briefs, ready to push them down his legs too.

"I think that's a bit far," I told him as I scrunched up my nose with slight smile on my lips.

"We'll get there," he winked at me as he snapped his fingers then pointed to me right away. That made me laugh and then with a proud smile on his face, he disappeared into the bathroom.

Like I said I would, I did go through that Harry fan account just to see her having a small conversation with other fans of Harry's. There was this one girl who had me as her icon and that made me smile. She joined in on their conversation saying how lovely I was and that she wouldn't mind if Harry and I got together somehow.

They carried on with the conversation for a bit, the main account asking a few questions about me like if my name was really Carrington, if I had a twitter account or Instagram account, if the girl with my picture knew what relationship I had with Harry and things like that. It made me curious to see if that Harry account followed me at all or interacted with me so I took my own phone, went on twitter and searched up the user.

I wasn't expecting her to follow me or anything although I saw that she liked two of my tweets and both had pictures attached to them. One of the tweets was a dancing picture where I was with Alex and he was tagged in it so he probably got the notification as well. The other tweet had two selfies with it of me and Mia.

My attention was fully drawn to the account and then other accounts who recently liked my tweets so I didn't realise that Harry had finished in the bathroom and was already next to me on the bed. His hair was damp, he smelled heavenly and his skin was soft when he curled around me on the bed.

I was still sitting up so his head was behind my back, his right arm rested in my lap as it was in front of my stomach and he probably lied on this other one.

"Move a bit," I told him as I started to lean back. He scooted away a bit then lifted himself up and put his head on my chest. "You have a lot of fan accounts."

"I know," he muttered. "They are amazing, aren't they?"

"I suppose," I hummed. "The ones I've been on all shared the picture of us."

"Is that a bad thing?" he asked me as he pushed himself off of me and turned on his stomach. He tended to be on his front a lot when we laid in bed but I assume that was so that he could be closer to me and stay comfortable while we talked face to face.

"No, it's not that," I said as I locked my phone, put it on my chest and linked my fingers together on top of my stomach. "Just a bit new, I guess."

"New?" he asked back. "What do you mean by that? I mean people post your pictures on twitter too, don't they?"

"Yes, they do, but I have a small group of people who do that. It's just unusual for me to have other people, accounts that big, to repost them, if you get me?"

"Mhm, I suppose," he nodded while humming. "I'm sorry if I made you jump into the deep end of the pool. It wasn't my intention to make you feel weird, it's just, my career, um, well, it has a few downsides."

"No, don't get me wrong, I don't feel like it's your fault. Or anyone else's for that matter. I understand that your job is really in the spotlight and in the middle of everyone's attention. It just shocked me to find others talk about me even after a few days of that picture being out."

"Right," he nodded. "Carrington?"

"Yes?"

"Please, do let me know if you are not comfortable with the fact that I'm so known and you feel like you're getting crushed from all the attention you're getting. It's important that you tell me that so I can help you."

"Of course, I will," I smiled at him. "I think I might have over exaggerated the current situation because it didn't affect me so much."

"I understand why you were shocked though. It's all new to you just like you said."

"It won't stop me from being with you, though."

"You don't even know how happy that makes me," he grinned and leaned closer to kiss my cheek.

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