Unexpected Happenings [UNEXPECTED SERIES #1]

Chapter 8

*Kiara's POV*

It was hard to believe that it was a little past ten once we got home after skating and then having dinner with Harry, just Harry because the boys had to go back to their girlfriends obviously. I ran up to my room first thing when I walked through the lobby leaving Harry there because I almost forgot that I couldn't even get to give him his present. I grabbed the bag that had the cross necklace and shirt that I got earlier today and the card I was writing for him and walked out of my room. I kind of feel bad that I couldn't get them wrapped or anything but he's going to unwrap and probably throw the paper anyway. But I'm glad the bag is in blue and has 'Merry Christmas' scripted in silver around the bag.

"Harry? Can I come in?" I knocked on his door twice and waited. I couldn't hear anything. Isn't he there? "Harry?" I asked minutes later. Still no answer. I almost turned the door knob until I heard the shower going off and I sighed in relief that I didn't walk in on him or something. I walked for about ten more minutes and knocked again. 

"Oh hey.. you alright?" He answers the door dressed in a fresh pair of pyjamas and an oversized hoodie. 

"Yeah, I just- I have something for you" I reply.

"Oh okay. Come on in..." he says and opens the door even wider for me. "Have something to tell me or?" He continues walking inside his room and I follow him to his desk. 

"No. I got you a little something for Christmas" I smile, handing him the bag and he looks at me. "C'mon!  You're not gonna not take it from me, are you?" I teased and I noticed a small smile creeping through his lips. He slowly takes the bag from my hand and gestures for me to take a seat on the chair. He sits across from me, his eyes on the bag and slowly digging into it. I smile waiting patiently to see how he's going to react to what I got him. 

He pulls out the small cardboard box that has the necklace in it and opens it. His eyes lighten while looking at the metal simple necklace and he stared at the object for a good five minutes until he got it out of the box and twirls it in his hand. 

"Do you like it?" I couldn't help but ask a few minutes later. 

"I do very much" he says with a grin spread across his face. He likes it! "It kinda goes with the whole 'me'" he says and I know I didn't really understand when he said 'me' but I'm glad he thinks it suits him. 

"I'm glad that you like it.." 

He gets the shirt out and laughs but not in a mocking way. 

"What made you get me this?" He chuckles and holds the shirt against him, making me try to picture him in it. He looks good in it actually. 

"I don't know. I spotted it and I thought of you so I got it" I say and he nods, folding it back and putting it in the bag. He gently takes the necklace and I stare at him as he hooks it in his neck. I smile instantly at the act. He wore it. 

"Thank you very much for the gifts but you didn't have to...I'm sorry if I made you feel bad that I got you something and--"

"That's there too but I wanted to get you something." I say honestly and he smiles. 

"Thank you. I really like them. Both of them" he says and I smile. "What do you want to do?" 

"Sleep" I laugh. He joins but agrees since it's about 11:15 now. 

"It's late. Good night, Kiara and than-"

"You've said that enough" I giggle when I stop him with my finger on his lip. He looks surprised but his surprised face soon turns into a smirk. "Good night" I smiled and left his room without saying anything else. What am I doing? Why'd I have to do that? Where are my boundaries??

That night I was a little troubled right after the shower but I had a feeling I'll fall asleep quickly since it's been a long day. I just hope I do sleep quickly instead of later. 

*Harry's POV*

I can't believe she got me a present, well two. She didn't have to but the way she said she wanted to just made me so happy for some reason. That's why she was out! 

I want to write in my journal but I'm tired and I don't want to be late for work tomorrow. Christmas is over and now it's back to work until the new year and then man! How'd the year just finish so fast?! It still feels like yesterday since I celebrated last year at home alone doing absolutely nothing. Funny how I was alone last year and now I've got someone this year. 

"Please-no! Let me go! No, no!" My head snapped up at the sound I thought I heard. It must've been my head playing tricks on me but I was proved wrong when I heard the screaming again. I left my room and followed the room and I was surprised that I ended up being in front of Kiara's door. Is someone there? In her room? 

"Kiara-"

"No! Just stop! Stop! Please!!" I quickly rushed to her to see her entangled with the comforter,  kicking and literally pushing herself on the bed. She's sweating like crazy! 

"Hey, hey, hey...shh...it's alright..." I tried my best to soothe her and get her to calm down. She's so hot that her side of the bed is soaked. 

"Har-Harry?" She whispers slowly, waking up.

"Are you alright?" I asked her gently, bending down to match her level. She's horrified, I can tell and probably shocked. 

"No..." she says and I nod, rubbing her palms with my thumb. 

"Was it a nightmare?" I hesitantly ask and I immediately regret it when she starts to cry. "I'm sorry..is there anything I can do..I'm sorry I asked you that..." I say feeling really bad. 

"It was horrible...those men were just...it was so bad...they're back again...I was finally enjoying the little freedom I was having, I thought I was getting better, moving on..but no. I'm still so weak and broken..I don't think I can ever be happy..ever...men just think they can use me like I mean nothing...I'm human too. I know I'm not pretty but I still have a life to live...I have things I want to do, to pursue and enjoy but...I can't be used over and over again like this...can I? I'm still a person...I'm someone..maybe I don't mean anything to anybody but am I not worth it..." I'm grateful that she drifted off to sleep because when she said 'am I not worth it' I couldn't handle it. I had tears running down my cheeks. I don't even know what to say after hearing her say those things.. I really wish none of those things happened to her. And the fact that she has to suffer. How long has she been having nightmares? I really hope it hasn't been long. How is she even handling all of this? 

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*Kiara's POV*

"Where's Harry?" I ask Josie when I see her in the lobby area. How have I slept so long? The actual question is, when was the last time I had slept so late?

"Oh, he just went out. Should be back in a few minutes" she tells me and I nod slowly and walk away without saying anything. I feel sick. But not like I need to be taken to the hospital. I don't even know how to explain it.