Sweet Angel

Chapter 28.

My hands held the paper tightly as a wave of guilt hit me. I accused him of buying drugs and thought so much wrong of him. My heart felt like it was breaking right in front of me.

"What is this?" I spoke as hiccups took over. The amount of tears that flooded my eyes caused them to burn as I stared at the piece of paper. I heard him cough as he shifted uncomfortably in the chair.

"What you saw was me paying a private investigator to find out what happened to my mum." His voice was cold. I never knew he didn't know what happened to his mum, I just assumed she had cancer or some sort of illness.

"A private investigator?" My mind trying to clear out all the negative thoughts i had of him. I was disgusted in myself for even thinking Harry was the kind to do drugs.

"Yes angel. That's all it was." My eyes looked into his seeing the hurt all over his face. Hurt from me thinking the worst of him and hurt over his mum. I sniffled wiping the tears on my cheeks tossing the paper onto the table. I stood up from the couch walking over to Harry crouching down onto my knees so I was his level. I raised my hand placing it onto his cheek running my thumb in circles.

"I'm so sorry Harry. I should have never assumed it was drugs." I whispered ashamed.

"You don't have to apologize angel. I get it, you don't know much about me besides the tattoos and piercings. If I was in your shoes I'd assume the same thing. You shouldn't have ran off though something could have happened to you." His voice was soft. I don't know how he could say that even after I treated him like crap. He was worried that something happened to him when I basically shoved the accusation of drugs down his throat.

"I can defend myself, I learned from the best." I laughed lightly referring to his boxing lesson, a small smile forming on his lips.

"You are far from ready." He laughed making my stomach flutter.

I felt his hand place underneath my chin lifting my head slightly just so my eyes match perfectly with his eyes. His eyes showed a little pain in the them. His finger rubbed my chin gently.

"Never think I used you for sex. What we did in the cabin was something that meant a lot to me, more than I could ever tell you angel. I know I come off as the shitty guy who gives no fucks but when it comes to you I don't play around." His voice was serious. All I could do was nod not knowing what to say. I wanted to ask him more about his mum but i think tonight I already pushed it enough. I stood up from the ground my hand lacing into his pulling him up so he was standing in front of me.

"Let's go for a walk." I whispered pulling him with me to the front door as I slipped my shoes back on. I flicked the light off heading outside grabbing the key locking it.

"How did you get in by the way?" I asked still wondering how he ended up on my couch.

"I picked the lock." He said shrugging as if it wasn't a big deal. If Harry can get it that easily that means anyone could.

I pushed the door to the apartment the cool night air hitting our skins. The cold air felt good on my skin making the wet tears on my face dry. The stars in the sky were bright as they covered the area, the moon shinning up the streets. We walked side by side quietly as our feet hit the pavement. My eyes were glued to my shoes as I took one step in front of the other. I felt Harry's hand grab mine intertwining them. It made my heart skip a beat knowing he wanted to hold my hand. I looked up from my shoes giving him a small smile as I squeeze his hand.

"Can I ask you something?" His voice spoke up.

"Yeah." I whispered loud enough for him to hear. The town was quiet as we walked not many people filling the area. The lights from the shops caught my eyes as I listened to Harry.