Two Angels [h.s]

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Violet Styles

Waking up I in a pair of warm arms, my throat is scratchy and dry tears coat my face.

I blink the pain from my brain. Nightmares scare me the most, it's an indescribable feeling when a moment you want to forget keeps coming back.

The nails.

The taunting screams.

The door.

The needles.

However, it's nice that I dont get sleep paralysis anymore. Harry wakes me up pre-dream or when I'm experiencing it, it allows my brain not to take it to the next level where I see my mom or father in every corner of the room. Or just a dark presence that I can't get away from where they hurt me.

Its terrifying and I never wish to experience it again.

Its an awful feeling but when im with my favourite person that ive known since I was seven, it masks everything. He manages to keep him away.

My eyes then scrunch... Speaking of Harry, I know he's not telling me something.

I wake up uneasy, my heart just hurting as much.

In a pair of arms that I suddenly dont want around me, I push them gently away before sitting up. I stare down at his sleeping frame before my eyes go to his computer. The screens still up but it's black. Password protected but im not going to search through his things.

He can tell me.

Bringing my hand to his arm I push him which causes him to groan, only sleeping heavier. So I bring my fingers to his forearm and pinch him.

His eyes snap open as he reaches to grab his arm. He groans but as I push him again his eyes snap open.

His face turns to me quickly. His eyes rake down my body, "Hey, you okay-"

"No." I simply say. "I'm mad at you."

He blinks, "what-" before the realization hits his face and I only glare at him. He begins to sit up, "Violet, that man didn't say anything-"

"Youre lying." I almost frown but stay strong. He even flinches from my words. "He did say something and you're just afraid to tell me." My voice whispers as he stares right into me.

He shakes his head. "I was just seeing if I could find information. I do it every night."

I didn't know that. My heart hurts from all his worry but it also makes me love him more from how he's trying to protect everyone.

"You just don't want to tell me." I let my frown take over. "We're Violet and Harry, we don't keep secrets from each other."

"I-" His eyes scrunch.

"Are you keeping something from me?"

His eyes lift to mine in sympathy and I cross my arms.

"Did that man tell you something last night?"

After a while, he gives me a single nod.

"And why aren't you telling me?" my voice croaks from my panic attack last night and I only rub my hands on my legs.

"Because you carry the weight of the world on your shoulders." he whispers, "I just dont want you to worry. Youre so selfless and im protecting you. Im doing everything that I can but I dont want you to know. I need you to just be you-"

"Do you not listen?" I interrupt and his shoulders fall. "Of course id fight with you. Of course, I'd keep you safe and stress out for you. Id do anything to keep you safe," he reaches forward to hold me but I hold his wrists and stop them. "No." I shake my head, "tell me and dont sugar coat it." I beg, holding his hands to my chest.