Brooklyn Baby - H.S

Part Twenty Nine

warning/ mentions of knives, blood and violence

I woke up to the noise of Harry wandering around his room, I looked over at his alarm clock next to his side of the bed with one eye open and see that it's only 7:30am, this man will be the death of my lay-ins I swear to god.

I open my eyes fully to see him pacing backwards and forwards, with his hands tangled in his hair at the back of his head, I watch him for a few seconds before speaking up "you know I would really love to sleep, after the night we had" I say sarcastically with a smirk playing on my lips, he jumps at my words and stops pacing looking up from looking at the floor as his body stiffens.

I raise a brow at him not understanding what's wrong with him and push myself up on my elbows to look at him more clearly, I shake my head slightly as if to say 'what are you doing' as he's just stood staring at me like he's seen a ghost.

"Harry?" I question him in almost a whisper waiting for him to respond to me, he opens his mouth but shuts it again biting down on the back of his bottom lip and letting out a grunt "we uh- well I have a task today to go out and uh, kill someone and James wants me to take you" he says stuttering and pausing every few seconds, I blink a few times my heart falling to my stomach.

I knew I had to do this eventually and I knew this is what I said yes to but, please can someone wake me up from this nightmare? I don't wanna be hurting people and I don't want to be killing people especially.

"Oh right, is that why you're pacing? "I question sitting up slowly and crossing my legs underneath me, even though my anxiety is now sky high I don't want to show Harry that i'm feeling like this when he looks like he's not slept all night.

He starts to nod slowly confirming that that's why he's in such a distressed state "come here" I say motioning with my hand for him to come sit with me, he hesitates walking forward but then starts moving his feet, sitting in front of me on the bed.

I run my fingers through his hair calming him, he flinched a few times as I get to the back of his head and I raise a eyebrow but don't bother to bring it up, he closes his eyes and lets out a long sigh which I assume he had been holding for a while.

"It'll be ok, I'll be okay, I haven't exactly got a choice in the matter but I'll be fine, I promise" I say reassuring him there's nothing to worry about, I'm sure he's not worrying for himself in this situation but more for me, and I can't have him filling his head with worry for someone that isn't himself.

"I know you will be, you're the most amazing and strong woman I've ever met but, it just worries me that you'll pick up and run as soon as you see me killing someone" he says rubbing his hands across his face in frustration, he's worried I'll leave him.

I let out a sign and my lips fall into a frown, I wrap my arms around the back of his head and pull him to my chest leaning my head down on his, I stroke the back of his curls and let him steady his breathing "I won't leave, I will never leave" I say reassuring him.

Seeing Harry like this makes me believe that he doesn't like this job that he's in, I do think he was forced into it and forced to stay because of James and his threats, he did tell me briefly of how James took him in when he came over to the US after his grandmother died, I guess that's why he hasn't tried to leave because this is all he knows.

I know he felt awful when he roped me into this, he didn't want this for me and I know he still blames himself, he may not tell me but I can tell he does, especially seeing him like this.

I've just got to make sure to not panic when it comes to these situations, at least not panic in front of him, on the outside I seem chill but on the inside I'm having a mental breakdown over the thought of seeing him kill someone.