My Secret Diaries

Chapter 17

A/N: Hey guys! I felt kind of bad since most of the chapters are kind of trigger warnings and emotional and no one has had the chance to have laughs or moments of goofiness so this chapter is mainly a teaser and super awkward. I hope you're screaming and laughing just like me when I was writing it! Anyways have a good day! If it's night get plenty of rest and remember to drink water and to smile as often as you can!

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---Harrys POV---

She laid on the bed motionless, despite her breathing. Towel over her bum, her head in her tangle of arms and her hair was tossed to her left giving me access to her neck. Anger was burning in my soul, only able to think of the pain she suffered with after I left.

"D-does that feel better?" I asked kneeling down next to her on the floor. I looked to her, she had no response.

"Rain?" I asked grabbing her arm. She propped herself up just barely, showing me her tear stained face.

"It was a bit harder then I thought it would be.." She propped herself on her elbows and looked straight ahead of her.

"You still did it. Well, I did it but you made it through just fine." I rubbed her arm.

"That's not the point.. If I can barely handle you touching me in that spot, what if I want to go to an actual masseuse? What about when I want to go rock climbing since I have to wear straps and they'll be hitting that exact spot? I can't live my life being so afraid of what I remember." She crunched the blanket and hid her face in the mess of her arms.

"You can only do so much at a time. Baby steps. You took the biggest step you could and let me caress it. It may have been painful but you still did it. Expecting yourself to be able to control your emotions when you went through hell is.. well it's not possible."

"Possibilities are exactly that. Possibilities. Nothing is ever not possible and if it is, then it's not apart of life. Anything and everything is possible if you're strong enough." She said muffled into the blanket.

"Alright. Sit up and talk to me." I tried to grab her arm.

"I'm naked you pervert!" She screamed into the blanket.

"Is it so hard to hold onto the blanket and sit up so we can talk like people?" I sighed in irritation.

"Yes it is! I'm a mess without make up, naked on my bed and you're one of the hottest guys I've ever had the priveledge to know!" She continued to yell into the blanket.

".." I opened my mouth to speak but was left speechless. I didn't know if she was trying to flatter me or criticize herself.

"I'm so humiliating for admitting that to you too!" I couldn't help but smile at her.

"Are you just trying to make me laugh?" I snickered.

"No, I'm not but that's a positive to my idiocy." She turned her head so she was facing away from me.

"You're not an idiot. Can you look at me please?"

"No. I.. can't."

"If you don't I'll snatch your towel." I crossed my arms and smirked.

"You wouldn't dare." She moved her hands and grabbed onto the towel.

"I would. I can't control myself remember?" I snickered as I traced my fingers down her side till my fingertips reached the edge of the towel.

"I'm calling your bluff." She turned her head back into the blankets.

"And I'm calling yours." I closed my eyes and grabbed ahold of the towel and pulled as hard as I could.