From No One to "His" New One (Harry Fanfic)

Chapter 23 *Harrys POV*

Once I had everything I needed for my plan, I headed to Eliza's house. On the way there, doubts began to fill my head.

'What if she doesn't accept my apology?' 'What if she doesn't believe me?' The last one was the worst though. 'Whats if she hates me forever?'

I shook my head, trying to clear it. Taking a few deep breaths in hopes of stopping the panic attack I could feel coming on, I pulled into Eliza's driveway and glanced at the clock on the dashboard.

It was 1am, and Eliza probably wasn't asleep since she has really bad insomnia, but I was pretty sure the rest of her family would be.

Getting the flowers out of the passenger seat, I took the folded up note out of my pocket and looked at it one last time trying to burn all the things I needed to say into my mind.

After I was as ready as I'd ever be, I dropped the note back into my pocket and got out of the car. Looking up, I figured out which window was to Eliza's bedroom and picked up a few pebbles from the driveway.

Lightly throwing one, I heard it bounce off her window with a ping. "Eliza!" I called quietly.

I threw another and called quietly again. "Eliza! If you can hear me, please give me a chance."

I threw three more pebbles and was about to give up when the light in her room flicked on. Her window slid open and she stuck her head out.

"What do you want, Harry?" She whisper-yelled.

"Come down here, please," I answered with the flowers behind my back.

She sighed. "Be down in a few minutes."

I smiled as she shut the window. A few minutes later she came out the front door, dressed in a black long sleeved shirt, red skinny jeans, and black boots. She walked over to me with a frown on her face.

"What?" She asked when she stopped in front of me, arms crossed.

I took a deep breath and said "Before you start yelling at me, or leave, just hear me out. You are beautiful, and i'm so so sorry I got mad at you. I know the voices tell you to purge, just like they tell me to cut. I know it's your defense and i'm so sorry, you don't know how sorry I am for getting mad at you. I don't know what got into me," I handed her the flowers. "Please, forgive me. You're beautiful and I would never ever just leave you. Never. Please, believe me."

At this point she was crying. "Y-y-you did this for m-m-me?" She stuttered.

I nodded.

"I'm sorry I left. I really didn't think you acctually cared," she smiled at me before hugging me softly. I hugged her back.

We just stood there hugging for a few minutes before she pulled away.

"Come in?" she asked.

"Of course." I smiled, following her into her house.

When we got to her room she laid the flowers in her dresser and grabbed her pajamas and changed in the bathroom before coming back into her room and crawling into bed. I kicked off my shoes and laid on top the comforter next to her.

"You can get under the blankets if you want," She told me, looking up at me.

I shook my head. "It's fine."

"Please?"

I chuckled a little. "Okay."

I got under the blankets next to her and she snuggled into my chest. I wrapped my arm around her, gasping quietly when I hit my fresh cuts on her elbow. She opened her eyes and looked at me questionly.

Turning over onto her back, she picked up my arm and rolled up the sleeve, gasping at the deep cuts. Looking over at me she said one word. "Why?"

I sighed. "I was mad at myself for yelling at you."

"So I caused this?" She asked timidly.

My eyes widened. "No! It was me, don't ever blame yourself for my actions," I told her.

She nodded before rolling up her sleeve. "I cut too."

I looked at her arm and it looked very much like mine, the lower half of her arm covered. I nodded and said "We should stay strong together. Try to stop, tell the other when we cave."

She smiled before rolling both hers and my sleeves back down and saying "Sounds good."

Yawning, she snuggled back into my chest and whispered "Night."

"Night." I whispered back before quietly singing to her. "I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape, you never want to know how much you weigh, you still have to squeeze into your jeans but your perfect to me...."

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How is it? Sorry it took me so long to post, I've been having writers block lately, so i'm not sure how long it will be until I post again. :)