Make It Rain

Chapter 20

A/N This whole Zayn situation is really starting to frustrate me. But Harry was slaying in South Africa.

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I quickly turned my head away shielding it from Harry's eyes. I tried walking away but my attempt was shut down by Harry grabbing my arm.

"Let me go." I said in a soft voice too exhausted to take my frustration out on Harry.

"No not until you tell me who did this to you." He said in a low tone, scanning my eyes for a moment. "Did Zayn do this?"

"No." I said furrowing my brows.

"You know you don't have to lie for him." Harry said tracing his hand over one of the bleeding scratches over my cheek.

"I'M NOT LYing for him he didn't touch me." I calmed down my voice.

"It down right here I'll be right back." Harry disappeared out of the dressing room.

I sat and looked at my face. The blood coming from my face was quickly drying, turning the bright red liquid dark red.

Moments later Harry dashed through the door with what looked like a first aid kit. "Come with me." He said heading towards the bathroom.

I hesitate to follow, but I knew resistance would only tire me. Once in the bathroom, Harry motions me to sit in the counter of the bathroom. His brows knitted together as he opened up the box. He wet a paper towel and gently wiped the blood from under my nose and on my lips. I winced a little as pain shot through my nerves.

"Sorry." He said sounding unlike himself. In the short time that I knew Harry, I knew he was hot headed and very moody. But in this moment he seemed nurturing almost like a mother, and gentle as if he were caring for a fragile jewel. My eyes scanned his face as he was concentrated on repairing my face. His lips were tucked away forming a straight line. He had dimples. I never noticed until now because he always looked angry. A smile tugged on my lips at the thought of Harry having dimples.

"What are you smiling for?" He asked cautiously.

"Nothing its just I just noticed you have dimples." I said feeling a little silly for paying this much attention to the small details of his face.

"Oh." Was all he said.

Harry disinfected my cuts with alcohol which burned a lot.

"I suggest you call it a night." Harry said avoiding my gaze.

"OK I'll grab my things." I said hopping off of the counter.

Harry followed me out of the bathroom.

"Do you need a ride?"

"Yea thanks." I said gathering my belongings.

"No problem. Meet me in the parking lot in 5 minutes."

Harry left the dressing room. I gathered my belongings and changed my clothes. I went out of the back door to go to the parking lot.

I scanned the cars to see Harry in a dark blue sports car. I walked over and opened the passenger door, getting in the car. The car smelled just like him. His scent intoxicating to my nose. I closed my eyes savoring the smell.

The drive was silent and the air was thick with tension.

"Three girls jumped me." I said breaking the silence.