Wishing Star [Harry Styles]

11 || Please Don't Cry

Jesse

We both sat there in silent for as long as I can remember. My arms were still tightly wrapped around his waist while his hands- softly rubbing the bare skin of my shoulder due of my tight white tank top. His sweet reassuring whispers like 'Stop crying, Jess.' and 'Babe, I'm here. Shh..' causes me to calm down from my sudden breakdown. I don't care how close we are with each other. All I care is, I need a hug. I want to feel someone's heat. I want to know that there's someone out there who cares for me. I want to know that this people are real and alive.

I slowly pulled off from the warm hug as Harry did the same thing. I tug some of my hair behind my ear and cleaned up the the tears and sweats that formed in my face.

"I swear I look like a wet rat right now." I chuckled, trying to add some humor into the tension air. Harry shook his head as he glanced down at me with his dimpled smile.

I almost forgot that my brother are already on his way here in my house. What in the hell is Harry doing here? I thought I already told Tyler about not bringing him today. Louis will freak out and he might kill Harry. Where the fuck will I hide him?

Harry seems to catch up at what I'm thinking as he opened his mouth to speak. "Don't blame Tyler."

I gave him a confused look. "What do you mean?"

He sighed before running his fingers in to his hair. "He doesn't trust me about being alone in his house. He said that he might lost things because of me. Yes, I am a stranger but I am not thief." He explained irritatedly.

"Then why did he bring you here? Did he tell you about my brother and I's little get together?" I asked in panic.

"Yes but-"

"Jesse!"

I gasped and started cursing words to myself. I immediately frozed at the person who called my name. My body is shaking as I look to Harry with wide eyes.

"It's my brother." I whispered and stood up from the bed pacing back and forth. "What will I do? What will I do? What will I do?"

"I'll just jumped off the window." He announced causing me to stop at my pacing as I looked at him, sitting peacefully in my bed.

"You what?!"

"I said I'm going to jump off the win-"

"Are you insane?!" I whispered yell, trying my best to be as silent as possible for the people downstairs.

"Relax, Jesse. I am not going to hurt myself." He shrugs. He walked around my room as he stopped at my window where I always sat every single night. He looked down at the road and he turned back, to look at me with a blank expression. "It's really not that high."

I raised my eyebrows, crossing my arms in my chest. He once again shrug as he takes off his shoes- getting ready to jump.