I sat there. I watched as Harry was fast asleep. Poor thing. If it wasn't for me then he wouldn't be in this mess. If I hadn't tried and run away he'd be perfectly fine. I sighed deeply as he lay motionlessly.
"Stop worrying" Niall spoke as he entered the tension-less room, "he'll be fine".
"I hope so" I answered quietly.
"Paige, it wasn't your fault. It never was".
"Yes it was. If I hadn't run away, then he wouldn't be in this position." I protested.
"Look, I understand that what he does to you is wrong, and running was an instinct. I would done the same" Niall said.
I simply nodded.
"And besides, if he didn't like you, you wouldn't be here. You'd be whoring around for him" He told me, laughing a bit to cheer me up.
So he likes me?... Now I really hate myself for putting him in a coma. Niall gave me a quick smile and patted my shoulder before disappearing. Now it was just Harry and I. It was quiet, except for his light breathing.
"I'm so sorry Harry" I whispered. I shut my eyes and I swear I felt a slight pain in my chest. Salty tears dripped from my twitching chin. My lips pouted and trembled as water spilled from my eyes. It's all my fucking fault. I felt angered. So love deprived. I stood, having no control of my feeling and punched the solid wall. The loud noise was loud enough to scare myself. I stepped back, looking at the small imprint of my fist. There was blood. I looked down at my knuckles, skin a deep pink, nearly red and busted open. I sighed as I walked back to Harry's bedside. I'm not leaving anymore. Ever.
I placed my tiny hands on his index finger, wrapping my fingers around it. I stood up, bending over him. I hesitated, but I placed kisses all over his face. His cheeks, temple, his chin, his eyelids, and anywhere I could possibly reach. But his lips. I never set my lips on his. I was too afraid to. It was not meant to happen.
But I just could not resist the itching temptation.
I climbed on top of him, making sure I did not touch him. I lent down, placing my eager lips onto his motionless ones. My lips were the only ones moving. I had no clue as to what I was doing, but it felt nice. I pulled his bottom lip, sucking on his lip ring and bit it tenderly before letting it go. I slowly lay down, awkwardly sprawled across him. My chin lay on the top of his head, his curls tickled my lips and chin. I felt his hot breath fall along my chest and into my shirt.
"Its all my fault Harry, please forgive me" I whispered as I shut my eyes. I must have been so weak for me to be this tired.
I hadn't realised it, but I had fallen asleep.
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I awoke from his sudden movement beneath me. His arms fully wrapped around me as he shuffled.
I didn't dare move. I stayed that way. We stayed that way, holding eachother.
"I liked that kiss" He muttered against my chest.
Oh my God. I felt a warmth rush through my cheeks.
"So sweet" He said again.
My legs felt weak and tired. I was extremely exhausted so I didn't say a word. But I thoug- He was- never mind.
"Paige" He said once more.
I moved down so I could see him.
I kissed his nose.
"I'm deaf"
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RandomThis is the diary of Paige Truvo. † ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Written by: Monica & Bianca