Skinny Love (Hara/Cararry)

Chapter 3

It is almost morning, and I'm still here, taking care of this girl.. not just a girl, but an ill one. It's funny, I didn't ask her name and she came with me here. Probably because she doesn't know what to do anymore, or there's nobody there for her? I don't know. It's just like a stranger saved a life of another stranger. Weird but, I hope she didn't think I was going to take advantage of her. I'm not like that, I respect women. I took the hot compress,( well.. it's provided by the hotel so yeah) and put it on her forehead. It's a good thing she's warm, from 41°c- 36°c. She might feel a bit dizzy by the time she wakes up.

Girl's POV

3:00 am

"OH MY GOD, WHERE AM I?!" I tried to stand up, and everything seems strange. "Oh my God." I almost fell on  my butt an--and I'm really dizzy.

I saw a man. He was beside me. I removed the blanket covering his face. 

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!" I yelled like a 9-year-old. How embarrassing. "Wha--what?" He looked really exhausted. But I can't see him clearly because, one, I just woke up and two, I wasn't wearing my contact lens. The reading ones. Not realizing that I have it in my pocket, I slapped him with a pillow. "WHO. ARE. YOU?! TELL ME WHO YOU ARE OH MY GOD WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME HOLY CRAP I'M GONNA KILL YOU, I'M GONNA STAB YOU, YOU---" "STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPP!"  He stood up and grabbed my pillow. His voice was so scary when he yelled, I think I'm gonna pee my pants. "Calm down, lady. Let me explain--"  I didn't let him finish what he was going to say. I  slapped him out of the room. I slapped him so hard with a pillow. I only did it so I could buy myself some time to grab my contact lens. I'm a smartass. My hands slid through my pocket. I put those deadly contact lens and it kinda hurts sometimes when I'm in a hurry. I don't really use contact lens most of the time. "OPEN THE DOOOOR LADY!!!!!"  he yelled, while knocking on the door. "I'LL OPEN THE DOOR BUT DON'T HURT ME" "YOU'RE THE ONE HURTING ME!" "I'LL OPEN THE DOOR NOW, OKAY? DON'T DO ANYTHING BAD TO ME OKAY?" "WHY WOULD I? JUST OPEN THE DOOR! YOU'RE INSANE!"

I opened the door.

I was dumbfounded for like, 17 seconds?! he's so attractive and so cute and he's really familiar, I feel so bad for slapping him. "Thank you. Now, calm down and don't slap me."  he flicked his quiff.  I was still staring at him. Wow, I think I should get a license for being so awkward. "errrrm, ya alright lady? what's your... errr...name?"  it was really awkward. "What?! WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME YOU--" "wait!" "Let me explain. I saw you in a dark alley. You were gonna jump really high towards a bridge and I caught you, so I took you here because you were really hot and---" "I KNEW IT! TELL ME YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO M--" "AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGH SHUT UP I'M NOT LIKE THAT! You were really hot in temperature, I repeat, in temperature.. you were very ill and kindly check your forehead or your cheeks if you're okay, and I didn't do it okay.." he rolled his eyes.

"I am so sorry. I hit you, I wasn't wearing my contact lens and i really have a bad vision and-- "

"What's your name?" he smirked.

"Megan. Megan Parker. You?" 

"Haha!" he giggled. "I'm Harry. Am I quite familiar? " 

"Quite." I smiled, which isn't really obvious. But I don't really know him, actually.

"We should probably eat." he smiled. "I'll just go and prepare something." He pointed to the sofa and I sat. "Here, sit! Go watch something for fun's sake." he patted the sofa, and he went to the fridge.

Why am I with him again? Why was he really concern about me? I never trusted anyone. They won't stay with me for long. I'm not really sure about this guy. 

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 flashback

"Come here, Megan." Dad grabbed me by the waist and pushed me on the bed. "DAD, STOP!"  I tried to get up and he was trying to shag me. I punched him, and he was drunk.I kicked him in the balls and smacked the bridge of his nose with my elbow. He grunted in pain. I ran to my room and grabbed my satchel and put clothes, passport, wallet, phone, and my small laptop. I can hear him knocking really hard on my door. I put on my shoes and opened the window, I'm on the second floor and this would be tough. And it's almost winter. I jumped with my arms crossed and I landed with my side. It hurt, my arm got a fresh cut from a part of the fence. But I didn't care. I ran even though my legs were weak. I was crying, and I'm trying to hide it. I ran through the streets. I have hit many people walking but I didn't care. I went to a dark alley. I walked closer to the bridge, which is already a cliff. I was still crying. No one was there, no one will ever be. I'm anonymous. I want to be in an eternal slumber, where my thoughts are scrambled everywhere, and me, just sleeping and thinking. "I can't do this anymore!" My heart is pounding. My throat hurts. I can feel all of my emotions all together. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply. "This is it." I whispered to myself.