Passion (H.S)

Chapter 13

Elizabeth's p.o.v
I decided to go back into the kitchen after I cleaned myself up, I was only out for about 3 minuets. As I walked back in Harry's eyes were still fixed on the picture, he looked like he was in deep thought.

I decided to clean up so I took the plates and scrapped off the last bits of food we hadn't eaten in to the bin, Instead of putting the dishes and cutlery in the washer I tried to keep myself busy and hand wash them to distract myself from harry.

I turned on the hot water and took out the washing up liquid then squirting it on the sponge. I grabbed a place and began to scrub away the food that had stuck to the plate.

I looked into the sink next to the one I was using to see more dirty knifes and some forks, I decided to wash those too considering I has nothing better to do.

I looked over at harry to see he was now resting his head on his arms half asleep still facing the photo, I was so distracted by watching Harry, I cut my palm with the shape knife I was holding. Hissing in pain I quickly turned the tape off placed everything down grabbed my hand and speed walked into the bathroom to get the first aid kit.

I turned on the cold water and put my hand underneath it to clean it and slow the bleeding. Now that I could properly see the cut I realised how deep it was.

It felt like someone had got glass stuck in it and couldn't get it out they just kept moving the glass around causing more pain. Yeah that's what it felt like. I was biting my lip so hard as I was trying to stop myself from crying again today.

Even though I only let one tear fall before I didn't want to shed another. I took some healing cream and a bandage roll out the first aid kit and placed it on the side. I sat down on the toilet seat lid and put some cream around and on the cut, I hissed in pain as it began to sting and throb even more.

I then put the cream down and unwrapped the bandage and re-wrapped it round my palm. Once I was done I took out the scissors and cut it, I clipped the bandage together and sighed in relief that it was done.

Trust me when I say, it was hard doing that one handed.

I put everything away and sat on the toilet again. It disappointed me that harry didn't even help me or look up or do anything really.. I looked down and my throbbing hand and sighed. The pain in my hand was nothing compared to what I was feeling in my heart.

I got up, put my hands in the pockets of Harry's sweats and walked down stairs and through the hall. As I was about to turn to go into the living harry came out startling me. I stepped backwards as my un-injured hand flew up to my chest.

"Harry.." I breathed, trying to get my breathe back. "She's my sister." He said bluntly.

"What?" I asked confused. "I said she's my sister." He repeated,

"The girl in the picture, she's my older sister." He explained. A big weight was lifted off my shoulders as he said those words. I looked him in the eye and smiled.

"Oh, she's really pretty." I told him. I suddenly felt stupid for not thinking about that in the first place.

I walked past him into the living room and sat on the sofa in the corner where my bag was. Harry joined me and sat at the other end, we were two seats away from each other.

Harry starred at me as I got out my phone and went on Twitter, he couldn't see what I was doing but I could see him in the corner of my eye scanning my body up and down.

I shifted uncomfortably under his stare. "Do you mind?" I asked him. He smiled cheekily before his happy expression was replaced my shock and worry. I tilted my head to the side in confusion as he got up and sat right in front of me. I put my phone down and put my hands on my lap massaging my lightly throbbing hand slightly.

"Shit Liz!" Harry said grabbing my injured hand, I hissed in pain and pulled my hand back as it began to throb harder, it was like I could feel my heartbeat in the cut, weird.

"I'm sorry but your bleeding!" I looked down at my hand and saw a think line of blood from where my cut was still bleeding.

"what? When- why- I-I don't understand? When did you do this and how?" He asked panicking , I let out a breathy laugh and rolled my eyes.

"Really?" I asked "I did this practically in front of you!" I Said.

Harry looked at me confused so I carried on.

"When you were too busy to notice, I was cleaning everything up and I accidentally cut myself with the knife when I looked at you half asleep on the table." I said.

"Liz I'm so sorry, I was thinking about a lot and why didn't you call me? I wouldn't snapped out of it!" He told me,

"well I was thinking about getting you but you didn't even hear any of the cutlery drop when I cut myself so my mind acted first and it said 'Fuck Harry, sort out your hand!' so I did." Harry sighed and pulled me onto his lap, I snuggled into his chest as he played with my hair.

"I'm really sorry Liz. I was so lost in thought and I just couldn't stop thinking about her and my mum. You know I would do anything for you Liz." He said as he held me tighter and kissed my head. This was the first time harry had ever said anything about them and it made me wonder is something had happened to them maybe.

"Did something happen to them? You don't have to tell me I won't push you." I said softly to him.

"Sorta, they're not dead or anything." He said,

"I just haven't seen them in a while..well I haven't seen them in about two year and something." He said quietly. I decided not to push him any further so I just hugged him tighter and closed my eyes enjoying being his in his arms.

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Sorry it's a sort chapter I'm just really tired.
Let me know it there's any mistakes
I'll update soon,

~C xo