Wishing Star [Harry Styles]

19 || Heard Everything

Jesse

Tiredness and weakness started to run down on my body. I whined to myself as Harry held my body close to him while he helps me climb up the stairs here at Tyler's flat. I am so tired. I just wanted to sleep and forget all of those horrible things that happened to me with Jake earlier. I can't believe he raped me. It's the most horrifying scene that happened to me. I will never ever forget all of this.

"Jesse," Harry gently whispered into my ear causing me to look up at him. His beautiful face is set into a frown and his rosy pink lips are a little paler because of some bruises that Jake probably hit earlier. "You could sleep at my room tonight. I really don't mind."

I shook my head immediately as I clutched my fingers more tighter at the cloth of his shirt I'm wearing now. "I could sleep in the living room, Harry. I don't want to disturb you. You've done a lot for me and I couldn't thank you enough for all of those great things. It's okay."

He chuckled, his dimples showing. Finally. "No. You will sleep at my bed tonight. You need some rest and I don't want you to just sleep there in the living room with that uncomfortable couch. Also, I have a couch on my room. I think I will take that for tonight."

"Harry," I spoke, silently hoping that he will agree with me - with this one.

"Jesse." He insisted. I sighed to myself as I choose not to fight with this instead. I just wanted to sleep. That's all.

We reached the last step of the stairs case and Harry immediately reached for my hand to lead me into a door. He intertwined our hands together while he slowly opened the door with his right hand. Once again, I shivered at the warm contact of his warm hands against my cold ones. He is always warm while I - on the other hand are always cold.

He switched the light on and my eyes greeted the warm and cozy white walls that Harry's room is consisting. I walked inside the large room and stand there awkwardly as Harry closes the door, removing his hands off mine. I walk towards the end of the bed and sat on it while I watch Harry makes his way over a cabinet. 

I watched him carefully as the muscles on his back - lightly moving. He is so broad and have a very fine body. His body is characterized and questions still bothering me on where he came from. I sighed to myself and stared down at my lap.

"Do you want to use the shower?" Harry asked as I looked up at him. I noticed that he has a pair of clothing in his hands.

"I want to sleep." I mumbled as I looked down at my lap. Of course I wanted to have a nice warm shower and remove that man's dirty hands off of me. But I'm just way too tired and broken to even do that simple thing. 

I heard him sighed as I felt a large hard covered my right knee. I looked up to see Harry kneeling in front of me. He gives me a slight smile as I just stared at him blankly. His eyes contain something that I can't comprehend.

"Did he kiss you?" He blurted out. His usual green eyes turning into something dark.

I widened my eyes as I felt my fingers tremble. "Harry, what are you-"

"Did he kiss you??" He said with much more force, his beautiful face is set into a scowl. I frowned to myself.