Harry Doesn't Trust Anyone Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

And Raven… his confession still lingered, pushing distance between us. Harry was different. He wasn’t asking me to belong to him. He wasn’t even asking for trust. He was just there—steady, immovable,and untouchable. “What exactly are you Harry?” I asked, folding my arms. His eyes were on mine, deep green with something dangerous shining within them. “Not what,” he said. it should be“Who." And soon you'll see” It wasn’t an answer. But it was enough to make me stay.

It's a promise. I turned back and faced him. "I'm Doctor Suzy. You just found yourself a new Ally. You're not alone in this anymore." I stretched my hand towards him. He hesitated before eventually taking my hand. "I'm Harry. What makes you think I can trust you? And what will you gain from being my ally?." He asked. "I want Drake and you want Carina. Together we can work to both get what we want." I replied him. He smirked.

Diana giggled from behind Eric; she added as she saw Addison lifting his eyebrows quizzically “You are holding the hands of the least reliable person.” “Ha…. ha….ha….” everyone burst out laughing leaving a red faced Eric and Addison. Harry slowly repeated little baby’s requirements before bolting up from his seat and rushing up to Chris “You trust me …. Don’t you…. you rescued me before because you trusted me, right?” Then without waiting for Chris to respond he rushed out of the room. Realization hit him, the only time they would require Chris’s trust is when it is related to his alter ego.

Jimmy's breath caught in his throat. “Shit... who sent this?” Harry’s body tensed, as if ready to explode at any moment. “I don’t care who sent it! What matters is, Arabella’s having fun with her damn ex! And what am I doing?! Sitting here like a fool, still trusting her! All women are the same!” Jimmy tried to stay calm, though the air in the room was thick with fury. “Mr. Harry, maybe there’s an explanation—”

"Stand here watching him with her and pretending you're okay." "What…what do you mean?” I stuttered. Anyone with eyes can see you pining over my brother like a broken puppy and it's honestly pathetic to watch you…it’s so predictable.” I turn to glare at him. "Excuse me?" "You heard me." Harry leans against the wall and crosses his arms. "You're going to stand here all night watching your best friend hook up with his ex. You're not going to say anything and you won't leave either. You're just going to suffer in silence and smile when he talks to you later."

"He has got the nerve to feel betrayed. How can he comfortably claim the throne as his?” Nadia rolled her eyes at her friend’s pettiness. She sighed. "Why are you being so harsh with your words? What has Xavier ever done to you?" Harry pocketed both of his hands. “He isn't exactly who you think he is. Why are you so blinded to see his dark side?” "I think you and Anastasia have a problem with trusting people. I have watched over Xavier since he was a child and he has been nothing short of sweet." "Keep fooling yourself. I will take my leave now." Beta Harry scoffed. He walked off to his car.

"She promised me she wouldn't spill the beans, so I believe she won't say a word. At least she seems reasonable from how she's treating Yuna." Yuna and Sherry shot him a look, their gazes creeping him out. Nervously, he asked, "Um, why are you two looking at me like that?" Sherry moved a chair and sat beside Harry, poking his shoulder. "You trust her a lot." "Because she's worthy of it." "Why?" "I told you. Because she's nice to Yuna." "Yeah, and I bet she's nicer to her own brother." That argument shut Harry up, and Sherry harrumphed. "Just say you trust her with your life that she won't spill."

As for Jake, I heard he never graduated. The faculty put him on probation, but his reputation in the industry was completely ruined. No proper company wanted anything to do with him. One day, I was in my new office, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window with a cup of coffee in hand. Below me was a bustling tech park. The HR manager knocked and came in, looking a little awkward. "Ms. Chapman, there's a delivery guy downstairs insisting on seeing you. He says he's your… acquaintance."

He said to the staff who obeyed. “You didn’t have to say that out loud.” I arched a brow at the dude before me. “Keep that between us. Don doesn’t have to know.” I folded my arms. “And who says I’m in?” “I don’t trust people, but I’m going to give you a chance,” Harry said, but before I could say a word to defend myself, he disappeared from my face. “Asshole!” I mumbled as I opened my purse, trying to see if I still had some cash in there to take a taxi home.