anesthesia

IV

* flashback *

I'm jolted awake to the sound of something tapping my window.

I slowly sit up from my bed rubbing my eyes while hearing the tapping noise continuously against my window. I see the silhouette behind my white curtains, the moon being the only source of light to help me recognize who this man at my window is.

The mysterious man knocks on my window again, causing me to jump.

The man patiently waits outside my window after knocking. He continues to sit on my roof and tilts his head to look up into the sky.

The more I focus and slowly come to full consciousness I begin to recognize who the mystery man sitting by my window actually is.

I slowly crawl out of bed and walk over to my window.

I draw back the curtains and open the window, causing the man to face me now. The first thing I notice are his bright but very distraught green eyes which are also shadowed by dark heavy circles under them.

"Harry? What are you doing here? I thought you were someone trying to break in! Are you okay?" i ask him concerned

Harry never comes to my house like this in the middle of the night.

"The stars are out tonight" Harry says to me looking back up to the sky completely ignoring my questions

I lean my body further out the window to look up and see he's right, the stars are out tonight and they sure are beautiful.

"Come sit out here with me." he says to me grabbing my hand pulling lightly for me to sit next to him on the roof.

"what if my parents wake up and they see i'm not in bed?" I say to Harry, turning around to look at the door in my bedroom. My poor parents would freak out and think the worst if they saw I was gone.

"you're not leaving, you're just gonna sit out here with me, besides they love me and I know I can sweet talk them if they do wake up" Harry says, rubbing his hand up and down my arm to soothe me.

I stay silent contemplating my options right now. I'm wide awake so there's no way I'm going back to sleep. Plus Harry never comes around like this so I'm sure something is wrong. Whenever I'm with Harry he always tells me how he never wants to go home and how he really enjoys my company and how much he loves being around me and my family. He never talks about what happens at home and I don't feel the need to ask him. When he's ready to tell me he will. All I can do in the meantime is be the most comforting girlfriend for him.

I turn my face to look back at Harry, the moonlight making Harry's porcelain skin really glisten and make him look pure angelic. Before I can even weigh my options I'm crawling out of my window to sit next to Harry. Once I'm fully on the roof, he grabs me pulling me to sit in front of him. Harry's body is leaning against the wall near my window with his lanky legs sprawled out where I sit in between them my back relaxed against Harry's chest.