Letting out a small chuckle Henry patted the empty space on the bed next to him. Giving him a weak smile I hop on the bed getting under the blankets. "I love seeing you with your hair down" he grinned, getting a strand of hair out of my face "can't sleep?". I shook my head in disagreement and buried myself under the soft and thick blue blanket. Henry yanked it off me and I let out a small yelp which only earned a chuckle from him. He lifted me up, making sure I rested my back on the headboard before he wrapped an arm around me, embracing me in a hug. My face rested on his bare, muscular chest, his smell, mahogany and leatherbound books, was intoxicating. "Do you want to talk about it?" his voice like a whisper, his index finger under my chin lifting my head slowly up so he could gaze deep into my eyes. "Where should I start?" I let out a sarcastic chuckle. "What happened with your mum?" his baritone voice was full of concern. "Just we had an argument before I left and she was still holding grudges and said things she shouldn't have said. And the worst of all is that she said it in the worst possible time." I huffed, wrapping my hands around my middle, still angry and comprehending the words she said.

Have you no respect for her? Her voice still echoed in my ears when Henry snapped me off "what did you argue about?" he was rubbing my back softly by now. "Just she doesn't understand that I need to spend months away from home because of what I do. She felt like I was using her, saying that I treat them like a hotel, coming in every few months, having somewhere to sleep and eat and not do anything else. But the thing is I've helped her more than once financially and I never expect her to have some food ready for me. Hell, I've even saved money to help her buy her dream house. But I just gave the money to my little sister, at least she would appreciate it." I was angry and talking really fast but Henry seemed to have no problem understanding what I was saying. He kissed my temple "I see, do you want to tell me what is it that she said during the funeral?". I looked up to face him, considering if I should tell him or not. I didn't want him to feel bad about what my mum said, because it was partly about him being there with me. And she happens to have this weird charm of just making everyone uncomfortable. After some time I gathered my thoughts and reached the decision of what to answer him, I swung an arm around his waist while my leg wrapped around his hip, my face now buried in his chest."It's just that she doesn't understand that when I'm in a relationship with someone I want them to be part in every important time of my life. And apparently to her, that is disrespecting." I mumbled and Henry cupped my shoulders breaking the hug so I could face him."

"So we are in a relationship then?" he tried to look serious but I could see that his eyes were glistening with hope. A lump formed on my throat unaware of what I said just a few seconds ago. I got lost in his ocean eyes trying to find an answer. I didn't know what we were, this whole thing happened in a really bad moment in my life.

How do I know that he's not with me because he is pitying me?

How can my best friend die and I get into a relationship at the same time?

Is that what my mum meant?

Am I truly disrespecting her memory by getting into a relationship with him?

But that is what she wanted me to do right?

Wasn't that her will? To give a chance to Henry and a chance at happiness?

What if it's too early?

Henry waved his hand in front of my eyes "I lost you there for a second." he chuckled uncomfortably. I placed my hand on his, giving it a small squeeze. "This whole thing happened in a really hard time of my life, I would love to be with you but I want us to take it slow, see where it ends up. Plus we don't want Lucy to freak out and make our lives miserable." I finally mustered all my strength to confess to him, chuckling at the latter.

With an understanding smile he softly pecked my lips "that seems fair, but don't worry about Lucy, she's my problem and I'm going to deal with her." He pressed his lips in a thin line giving me a reassuring smile while laying down, bring me down with him and swinging an arm around my shoulder and the other around my waist. I turned to face him as I wrapped my arm around his waist while the other was resting on my head.

"Goodnight, little red." he pressed a soft kiss on my forehead.

"Goodnight, papa bear." I joked slightly tugging his chest hair.

Intoxicated by his smell I fell asleep quickly. I was used to nightmares when it came to past relationships but no one could ever prepare me that seeing my best friend in my dreams would be even worse. 

The first time she came to visit me was one of the few that I wouldn't forget. I was barely 3 months in the UK and I was still trying to get the hang of things. When my family and I went to the airport to pick her up I couldn't contain my excitement when I saw her walking through the gates. I ran towards her embracing her in a tight hug, she let out a small painful yelp and I jump back in fear that I hurt her. She couldn't help but giggle at my movement when she showed me her wound on her chin, admitting that she fell hard on the ice during ice skating with Sophie. It was already late when we got back home so we had some lasagna for dinner and headed straight to bed. I had a double bed so we decided to sleep together snuggling up. Steph was so tired that she fell asleep right away and started snoring, something I found hilarious. I took her hand gently off my waist trying not to wake her, grabbing my phone off the floor I unlock it and start recording her, fully knowing that she would kill me in the morning but it was so funny. The next day she woke up with a fever due to the jet lag and she kept falling asleep. But the day after that she was back to her normal self and she started dragging me around the shops. It was December and everything was decorated in Christmas lights and she kept stopping so we could take selfies with all the decorations. Going around all the clothes shops Steph suddenly stopped at the lingerie section grinning playfully at me, wriggling her brows. "Don't even think about it." I raised my finger up at her warningly, she shrugged her shoulders and started running through the long aisles picking up every colorful item on her way. I tried to chase her but she was faster than me and was already on the tills paying for everything. She started dancing as she came towards me handing me the bags "we're going home and you're gonna try them on.", she grabbed my write gently leading me to the bus station so we could go home. Getting inside she rushed me upstairs to the bedroom and got my shirt off while I took my bra off and she handed me the red lacey bra to put on. It was too small for my breast and my nipple was almost hanging out which earned a laugh from both of us. I took it off handing it to her knowing it would look better on her as she was smaller than me and she gave me the blue satin one. I put it on and it fit perfectly, Steph turned around to see me before she exclaimed that I looked sexy as hell. I started tickling her underarms and she fell on the bed laughing before she started tickling me as well, and before we knew it the whole thing ended in a tickle war.

Then everything went blank, a black void consumed me and I was all alone. I didn't want to wake up. I wanted to get back on that dream. I didn't want to get up in the morning knowing that I won't see her again. 

I wake up feeling Henry's soft lips all over my face, his short stubble tickling my skin. I bury my head under the duvet but Henry started poking my sides making me giggle. Taking my head off the duvet opening my eye just a bit so I could see him. "Good morning." His smile so bright that I couldn't help but chuckle at the sight in front of me. Getting up I rest my back on the headboard rubbing my eyes. Opening them back again I see that bright smile again holding a cup of coffee in front of me, giving him a weak smile I get the coffee from his hands mouthing a thank you. Taking a sip of my coffee I feel something being placed on my lap, looking down I see a wooden tray filled with sandwiches, cookies, and two tall glasses of orange juice. "What's all this?" I chuckled almost spilling my coffee. "This, my dear, is called breakfast in bed." he was grinning, wriggling his eyebrows. I gave him a really? look before he rested himself next to me "have you never had one before?". Shaking my head in disagreement I took a bite of my sandwich trying to hide my blush. Henry's phone rang and he shot up looking at me concerned "we need to go now or we're going to miss the flight." We both started picking up our stuff as quickly as we could before heading out of the house to meet the Uber we had called. Running around the airport we finally found our gate and boarded the plane, we got to our seats and started panting, trying to catch our breaths before we fell into a fit of laughter.

Two hours passed quickly and by now we were outside the studio. Lauren was the first one to greet us and she let Henry know that he needed to get ready to start shooting, complying Henry planted a soft kiss on my cheek and left me with Lauren. She did ask me how I was but I just shrugged my shoulders at her, not wanting to talk about it. Going towards my trailer I see Freya and Anya waiting for me outside. I let out a sigh of relief and hugged them both really tight. We stayed like that for quite some time and I felt myself starting to tear up.

"I really need you two right now."