Stay With Me

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

**Alex's POV**

Harry had told me about his amazing day at work. He was finnaly put in the position he had been dreaming of being in. I was so happy for him. I had told him about my day and how I applied for some jobs.

"I went to that little cosmetic store in town. It's next to Charlie's. I think it's some bar." I told him, putting some Ayer in a pot.

"Yeah I know where that is. I go there all the time." he told me, sitting down at the kitchens bar.

"The bar or the cosmetic store?" I teased, turning on the oven. I heard him laugh a bit.

"I see what you did there, you must think you're real slick" he told me, getting some water from the fridge.

"I am too! Anyways, i filled out an application for there and, I also filled out one somewhere else!" I told him, really excited to tell him about the police station. The cosmetic store was my backup plan, incase they wouldn't accept me in the station.

"where?" he asked, clearly curious.

"The police staion!" I smiled, really excited. His smile had faded, and his eyebrows furrowed.

"T-the police station?!" he almost yelled. I was taken back by his sudden raise of voice.

"yeah! What's so bad about that?" I asked him, walking towards him to try to calm him down.

"Are you trying to kill yourself?!" he asked me, backing away. What was his problem?

"What are you talking about?" I asked, almost afraid of what he was so mad about.

"Do you know how many animals you might have to deal with? How hurt you can get? You could get shot for all I know!" he yelled, his face turning red. "I can't let that happen" he said quieter, walking slowly towards his room.

"Harry wait-" I started, but I was cut off by the slamming and locking of the door. I sighed, thinking about talking to him later. I boiled some pasta, and about 10 minuets later, it was done. I threw a pad of butter on it, and some cheese, and brought it to Harry's room. I knocked softly on the door, before entering. The room was a mess. The sheets were all pulled out of the mattress, a hole was in the wall and all his clothes were thrown out of the drawer.

"Harry?" I called, I heard muffling coming from the bathroom. I slowly walked in, setting the pasta on the nightstand. I found Harry on the bathroom floor, leaning against the wall, with his eyes closed.

"I brought you some dinner?" I offered, only to be rejected by the shake of his heard.

"please tell me what's wrong..." I trailed off, embracing the awkward silence. He sighed, opening his eyes. He looked at me, his usual bright green eyes, we're now darker, and full of sadness.

"Okay, fine. I'll tell you" he said, and that was the night that I learned all the things that I never knew about Harry.