Dec 19, 2018
camhadley replied to your video: I got bored.
What the fuck did you do?
“I shaved my head.”
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camhadley replied to your video: I got bored.
What the fuck did you do?
“I shaved my head.”
camhadley replied to your photo: Casual Sunday.
Oh my god, you live!
“Sorry, I’ve been traveling by dick to many places.”
camhadley replied to your post: What the fuck are you doing in town, dude?
I /live/ here, for one? My apartment, that I own, is here. I think yours is in New York. You still own that, right?
Of course I still own my damn apartment. I can own more than one apartment, you know. Or well... okay, I’m staying in a hotel, but I’m back in the country for a good long while. Mostly because I figure I shouldn’t lose my citizenship and all because it would effect my license to practice law.
In the long run though? I mean, DC is a great place to annoy my little step-sister and practice law. People get divorced here all the time, you know.
Text to Cam
Harry: You on call tonight?
Text to Cam
Harry: It's the end of the day on a Friday and I have no weekend plans other than hanging with Harper. Wanna come over?
Unsteady | Harry&Cam |5/12/18
How many times had Harry told Cam that she was going to get shot on one of her jobs? He’d nearly had an aneurysm when she’d mentioned, a little too casually, that she didn’t wear bullet-proof vests when in the middle of a negotiation, and now she had gone and gotten herself shot. Well, she had proved his point, he just regretted the way it happened. Adding in the fact that it had happened after they had gotten closer, and Harry was a bit more than freaked out. He was close to losing it from worry alone, something he could tell Harper was picking up on; she’d been restless all night, as had he.
Gabe, Cameron’s brother, had managed to convince him on the phone the previous night to wait until the next day to visit the hospital. It was probably the best option considering he had Harper to take care of and dragging her out to the hospital in the middle of the night probably wasn’t the best for her. The fact that his sitter was unavailable all day Saturday wasn’t going to deter him either, he’d just have to bring Harper to the hospital with him.
Once he’d managed to load the diaper bag and baby into his car, he tried his best to not go more than five miles over the speed limit at he drove to the hospital. The entire drive was spent fretting over Cam’s condition, despite Gabe’s reassurances that she was going to be okay.
“Dammit, Cam,” he found himself muttered as he drove, eyes glancing back to confirm Harper was still sound asleep in her carrier. He cared about her. Admitting that was something that he didn’t think possible considering he’d spent so long trying to deny it, but he truly did care about her...for her. It wasn’t too crazy to imagine that he might feel something more than like for her. It was scary to say the least, especially when her job put her life at risk with each ring of her phone.
Making it to the hospital seemed to take forever, but he finally found himself carrying Harper’s carseat down the long, white hallway as his eyes scanned room numbers for the one the nurse at the front desk had told him belonged to the brunette. He was anxious to see her, to confirm with his eyes that she was okay. Part of him wanted to take her into his arms and hold her tight, the other half wanted to reprimand her for not wearing a vest.
Finally, he was standing outside her door. Harper was still asleep, and he hoped she would sleep a bit longer as he knocked on the door.
Text to Cam
Harry: I'm bored. How was work today?
Call from Cam
Harry, answering phone: "Cam, hey."