Bad Kitty (Zarry)

Chapter 21

Harry(POV)

I ran and ran, my feet were already blistering up from the cold weather as to my lungs were taking advantage of all the air i was sucking in. 

My eyes blurred with tears, my mouth was dryer than the summer sand itself, my hands were shaking to the point where i couldn't even hold my own water bottle that i had kept with me before running out the way i did. I dropped the half drunken water, watching it splat to the ground. 

Not caring where i was going nor what i was doing, i just needed to get out of that awful place. I thought he liked me, i totally forgot about that bitch he was indeed sleeping with. I never though about her after he kissed me, i never even thought about her stupid voice or the way her hair touched her skinny little shoulders. 

What is wrong with me? I had kissed someone that was already taken, why am i even blaming the poor girl when she was the one that did nothing wrong but be with someone who cheated on her for me?

 Tugging myself around the corner of an old looking grocery store, i fell to the floor with my knee's pulled close to my heavy beating chest. I had no one in the world that wanted to protect me, not even talk to me. 

Zayn just felt bad about me not having the same thing he had, i feel so stupid and used once again. Why do i always do this to myself? Always wanting happiness but than again.....Something always has to go wrong and my smile vanishes as if it never existed in the first place. 

''I was told that you ran off, didn't think you'd be down here though.'' 

Looking up, there he was....Mikey with his stupid white hair with a thick strip of black, he kind of looked somewhat like a skunk. But who am i to judge?

 Shrugging it off, i looked back down at my sore feet. Deciding if i should take my shoes off and check for blood, wanting nothing more but to feel those familiar lips on mine again. 

''You want to come inside? It's bit cold out here and i don't think you getting sick would  be the best idea. I don't even know if any hospitals will take you in to help, come on mate. Let me at least buy you some milk or have you had chocolate milk before? That shit is the bomb, i think you'd love it.'' 

He chuckled lastly, offering me his pale hand.

 ''Come on love, i don't bite. I'll just get you something to drink and than maybe if you're hungry we can fetch ourselves some fish.'' 

Biting my lip, i finally made my decision, gripping his slightly smaller hand in mine.

 ''You're hands are freezing, good thing i found you out here. Wouldn't want you dying from this damn cold, that would be bad. Cause than who would i talk to without getting bitched at about my life?''

 Watching him smirk, i shook my head while getting up.

 ''You know you can talk to me, i don't want you thinking that i'm some horrible asshole that won't help you out when needed. I'm actually a pretty nice guy if you stay and talk to me for more than five minutes.''

 Should i break my walls down and talk to the sad looking lad? Biting my lip at the same time, i patted his skinny shoulder. 

''Yes?'' 

''You're a good person Michael, thanks for finding my and leading me to warmth. Please don't freak out about me speaking either, i had enough problems for today and i don't need you gasping because i finally talked.'' 

Licking over my bottom lip that seemed to have cracked from the cold air.

 ''I like you though, you're a nice person and i think people should be like you and not so mean or wanting to use others as if their a bunch of random toys.''