Ben pov:
So my mom was glad that Harry was (mostly) okay. The stiches were still there but the bandage was gone because it would heal better. And yes: he was wearing clothes, you're disgusting thinkers.
Anyway, it happend again that night. Like the past seven nights...
'Harry was lying on the ground and he looked at me as my dad had his paws on Harry's shoulders.
"Please... Ben... Please... Help... Please..." he said with a broken voice and blood dripped from his mouth as my dad put his claws in Harry's shoulders, who gritted his teeth in pain.'
I shot up and gasped loudly.
"Harry?" I said and I looked next to me, yea Harry and I were sleeping in the same bed, so what?
Anyway he wasn't there and I saw blood on his side of the bed.
Yes, I freaked out.
I hurried out of bed and might've said his name a couple times on a volume which he should've heared but would've not woken up my mom, yes she also still lives in the palace.
"Harry?!" I said again and this time I saw him in the hallway.
I hugged him and he gritted his teeth in pain.
"Sorry, but you freaked me out!" I said and Harry looked at me.
"Sorry... one of those stiches came lose and it started to bleed... I didn't mean to freak you out..."
"But what are you doing here in this part of the palace?"
"Hey I didn't grow up here, this place is like a huge maze." Harry said slightly offended.
"C'mon." I said and we went to the bathroom where I opened the drawer, revealing a first-aid kit.
"How was I supposed to know that?" Harry exclaimed and I arched my eyebrow.
"You could've woken me up, so you could've asked?" I said and Harry grinned.
"Okay, true. Anyway, why were you awake?"
"Oh no reason." I said quickly, too quickly.
"Ben..." Harry said and I looked at him.
"Can we talk about it in the morning?"
Harry chuckled.
"Technically it's morning since it's 6am?"
I rolled my eyes and he looked at me.
"Okay what's going on? You've upset about something? You know I was just joking right?"
"I still have that moment pictured in my head and it won't leave."
"What moment?" Harry asked and I looked at him, feeling how tears started to burn behind my eyes.
"When you looked at me with bloodshot eyes and begged me for help with a broken voice when my dad was about to kill you." I said and Harry's face fell.
"I... I didn't know it would be like that... I just-"
"Don't even dare to apologise in any possible way." I said quickly and Harry looked at me.
"How many times did you 'replayed' that moment in your mind?"
"Every night ever since you were brought to the hospital."
"So at least seven times?"
"Yea..."
"Why didn't you say something?"
"What was I supposed to say? 'Hey remember when you begged me for help when my dad was about to kill you? It caused for me a trauma. Eventhough you were the one who was about to be killed.' Do you have any idea how selfish it would've been coming from me?" I said and Harry lifted my chin.
"It wouldn't have been selfish. It's the truth, I guess... Look, you should've told me. I didn't know it was haunting you so much."
"It's not your fault. It's my dad's, he attacked you."
Harry kissed me gently and I looked at him.
"Didn't you need a bandage for your wound?"
Harry chuckled a little and he looked at his arm.
"It seemed to have stopped bleeding."
"Good..."
Then the lights flickered on and my mom looked at us.
"What was with all the shouting?" she asked a bit worried and mad at the same time.
Harry and I shared a look.
"Were we shouting?" Harry asked softly and my mom chuckled softly as she left, probably going back to bed.
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Tattooed love (Harry x Ben) {💯%}
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