Harry's arm's wrapped around me tightly, I opened my eyes slightly; my arms shades of blue and purple. My head pounding from last night, my eyes nearly swollen shut. I turned around facing Harry, he looked so peaceful. I snaked my roughly bruised arms around his neck, I could see a smile forming on his face. We're head to head, chest to chest, and nose to nose. "Are you okay?" Harry mumbled quietly, Harry was the definition of a perfect person. "Don't worry about me, are you?" I asked, Harry was in pretty rough condition last night. I didn't know he was capable of hurting someone like that.
I ran my fingers swiftly through is dark brown curls, gazing into each others eyes. "Harry?" I asked the boy gazing into my eyes. "I'm okay, let me see your arms" Harry had a stern tone too his already deep voice. I slowly rolled my sleeve up reveling the dark bruises, I could see the shock in Harry's eyes. "Lou, you're not okay!" Harry's tone got louder with every word. "Let's get you dressed, I'm taking you too the doctor" Harry walked to my closet grabbing a pair of jeans, I don't need too go to the doctor; I'm okay. I was in agony, i'm not going to lie. I grabbed the jeans out of Harry's hand, I could see he was in more pain then I was.
I walked into the cold bathroom, Harry following close behind me. "Can I change my pants in private?" I sarcastically asked Harry, I could see that smirk I always loved appear on his face. "I know your arms are aching, just let me help you" Harry shook his head. "If you insist!" I opened the door wide enough for Harry to squeeze in. "You're such a flirt" I laughed.
I slipped one leg out of my sweat pants kicking them on the floor, Harry guided my jeans onto my bare legs; his cold touch on my legs made me cringe. I stood up, Harry pulling my jeans up buttoning them. "Thank you" I whispered kissing his check lightly. "Here" Harry handed me his black hoodie, the pain in my right arm was unbearable. "You'll help me put my pants on but not a jacket?" I sarcastically smirked winking at him, I carefully slid each arm through the arm holes in his jacket. "Give me your hand" Harry demanded, I put my hand in front of Harry; Harry gently grabbed my hand. "Harry, people are going too see us" I quietly question the tall boy. "I don't care if they see me holding the hand of someone I love!" Harry shouted, I couldn't help but giggle. "You're dumb, I love you too"
