You're my Kryptonite | H.S

♪ 37 - I know, but I don't care ♪

A/N: A mushy chapter, though you might wanna read it if you want to know if Mack tells Harry about what has happened. Okay? Okay!

Enjoy!

Harry's POV

Mackenzie is still asleep in bed. Gosh, I'm so worried! Her scars are huge and look so painful.

I called Crystal and Mack's sister, Noelle to get them to clean her wounds and afterwards, they put her in some clothes and after which tucked her in bed.

I sit next to her and gently stroke her soft but red cheek. Whoever did this to my beautiful girlfriend will not be left to gloat.

"Mhmm ..." Mackenzie mumbles, making me smile. "Harry, please don't leave my side."

My eyebrows furrow together and I listen intently on whatever she's saying. Even if she's asleep, she might be dreaming of the person who harmed her.

"Harry, come back!" she shouts, her eyes snapping open, startling me.

Beads of sweat roll down her forehead and I quickly wipe them away, planting small kisses on her forehead to calm her down.

"Harry?" Mackenzie mumbles. "Is that you?"

"Yes, love." I sigh, pulling her on to my lap, beginning to stroke her hair. "It's me, you're safe now."

"No!" she breaks into loud sobs once again, hurting me deeply. "I'm not safe! They're going to kill me! They don't want us together, the-"

"What!?" I yell, after hearing the last sentence she said. "Who are they, and what do you mean those numb skulls don't want us together!?"

My voice gets really low, half out of fright and half out of anger. "What have they been doing to you?"

"Hurting me," Mackenzie bawls. "Trying to make me apologize, slapping me, whipping me, trying to keep me from telling you all this!"

Finally, she looks up at me as the tears stream down her gorgeous face. I smile, cupping her face and wiping her tears away.

"But ..." she starts to whimper, her tears increasing. "But ... I just ... I couldn't keep this secret from you any longer! It hurts me so much to think that you'll hate me for keeping something this big from you! And, before you break up with me, just -"

In order to shut up her, I grabbed both her hips and planted my lips on her's, ferociously kissing her.

She moans and tugs at my curls, making me smirk. I push her down on to the bed and steady myself over her body with both my hands.

I pull away for a while, to catch my breath and I finally see the one thing I had been wanting to see for weeks now.

Mackenzie's bright and beautiful smile. Man, I missed it so much!

"Do you ... do you really believe that ... I'll ... break up with you ... now?" I pant.

She shakes her head, grinning at me. "I love you so much, my sweet Hazza! You always make me smile whenever I'm down. I can't believe I hated you! Ever!"

I chuckle at that thought and sit back upright, Mackenzie doing the same. A blush creeps up to her cheeks, and suddenly, she buries her face in her hands, starting to giggle.

"What's wrong, babe?" I smile, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

"We're finally back to normal!" she exclaims, but her smile quickly fades away.

"Well ..." she gulps. "Not for long!"

I sigh, burying my head in her long, beautiful hair that's cascading over her shoulders.

"Babe, tell me." I mutter. "Who are these people you call 'they'? And why do they want to harm you anyway?"

"Harry," she sighs, I'm sure she's still reluctant on telling me the whole story. "I have a feeling that you won't believe me!"

I frown and shake my head, planting a trail of kisses from her neck down to her shoulder. She giggles and playfully pushes me away.

"Pervert, keep your hands to yourself!" she laughs.

"Ooh, you just made a big mistake!" I growl, getting my fingers ready.

"Oh shit!" she murmurs. "Don't. You. Dare!"

"Try to stop me!" I say, after which I tackle her and start to tickle her.

She laughs and giggles and tries to stop me, but sadly, I'm unstoppable!

"Harry!" she whines. "Please stop! I'm tired now, and my wounds feel like they're opening up."

I sigh and kiss her forehead, after which I help her lie down on my lap.
"Get some rest, sweetheart." I say, while stroking her cheek.

"Will you still be here when I wake up?" Mackenzie asks.

"Yes, Mack! I'll be here!"

"And ... you don't mind me keeping such a big secret from you?" she presses on. "Like, at all?"

"Nope!" I answer.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes! Now, go to sleep!"

"First, answer me properly!" she pokes me over and over again with her finger, making my eye twitch.

"God, Mack!" I grumble. "Of course I mind the fact that you were being injured! Of course I was hurt by the thought of your beautiful body being scarred! Why wouldn't I be angry, tell me that!?"

I feel her wince at my harsh words and I instantly regret my sudden outburst, but everything I just said was very true.

"Mack, why did you keep the pain to yourself?" I question, stroking her hair as she sniffles in my lap. "Why didn't you share it with me? I always tell you that I'm here for you, but you just push me away! Tell me why."

"Well, because I didn't want you to dwell over my pain and worries when you were on tour!" she replies.

"That tour isn't as important as you, sweetheart!" I confirm. "You're my girlfriend, and I care about you so much more! If it wasn't for you, I'd still be with that ... slut!"

At my last word, she winces once again, making me wonder whether Nadine has a hand in this, or not.

"But, know this, Mackenzie!"

She gets up and turns around, facing me. Her beautiful brown pools devour my soul as I forget my words.

Shaking off the pleasure and craving of wanting to stare into her eyes all day, I regain my composure and envelope her in a tight hug.

"I know," I mutter. "But I don't care!"

I smile as I lay her down in bed, tucking the sheets over her.

"Hazza!" she croaks.

"Hmm?"

"Sleep with me, please, I don't wanna be alone in bed!"

I let out a deep chuckle. "As you wish."

Soon, we were in bed, dozing off in each other's arms.