What About Now || h.s. *COMPLETED*

Chapter 14 - Something Special

Katie's POV:

I could faintly hear the conversation going on between my brothers and Harry; only because I had been crying for the past couple minutes. I didn't want Harry to find out what my parents do to me when they got home every night. It would hurt him, even though we weren't together, I'm sure he still cared about me. Then I could hear a creak in the floorboards; someone was heading towards my room. I didn't want to see who it was, so I kept my face buried into my bed.

"Katie, can I come in?" asked the boy whose accent I adored.

I heard my door open further as I lifted my head, "Sure Harry, you can come in."

I dropped my face back onto my bed, I didn't want Harry to see me crying. Harry sat down on my bed near my feet.

"Your brothers told me what your parents do to you," I heard him say. He put his hand on my back and I tensed up. He had placed his hand on a very recent bruise, obviously caused by my parents. I felt his hand leave my back because I had slightly whimpered. Then I could feel him lifting the back of my shirt and hoodie. I heard him gasp; he was staring at the hideous black and blue mark that was across the lower part of my back. He put my shirt and hoodie back in their place.

"Why?" was all he asked.

"Why what?" I asked when I pushed myself up with my arms, but I didn't face him.

"Why do they do this to you? And why don't you want anyone to know? Does Lily know?" He was asking me a lot of questions.

"Why won't you look at me, Katie?" He put his hand on my shoulder to turn me around. My eyes were puffy and my face was probably red.

"Have you been crying?"

"Harry, you're overloading me with the questions," I said as I wiped my eyes with the sleeve of my hoodie.

"I just want to know why your parents are doing this to you."

"But you hardly know me. We just met this morning at the coffee shop on accident. If you didn't trip me, you wouldn't even know me or Lily. I'm not even sure why even kissed you, Harry."

"Katie, I care about you." So it was true.

"Why?" Why did I say why? Harry freaking Styles just said he cares about you! I'm so stupid.

"Because when I first laid eyes on you, I knew there was something special about you." I wanted to say 'special as in how' but I didn't.

"Like what?" was what I said.

"The way your eyes sparkled when we first met."

I blushed.

"The way you tried to get me to take back the donuts so Niall could eat."

I blushed again.

"How you looked at me in the storage room and that kiss we had at the auditorium."

And there I go looking like a strawberry again with my insides going crazy.

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-Ari Horan-