Just Us Two Forever

Chapter 11

Sorry but I haven't been in a state to do anything I'm in a really rough patch atm and i don't know what to do but i hope ill get better soon :P thanks for reading and sorry for the late update <3..

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Allies POV

I rapidly raced home and smashed my door closed, hearing the little pieces of wood flutter to the floor. My heart doing the same, little pieces dropping down to floor. I rushed to my room and changed into a band tee I found lying around in a pile of rubbish that gathered. Hey maybe i can fix my heart and find in this pile of nothing. I could feel the rush of blood at the memory when she awoke that morning. Ending so badly

FLASHHHHHBACKKK:

I felt myself being lifted off the car seat, gently being tucked under Harry's arm. His cologne driving me mad even in this drowsy state. Its intoxicating, like the way i feel around him. I could only focus on the wonderful aura its giving off right now. He gently walked into his house. His heartbeat seemed to be racing, while he struggled to lower it. I could feel it. His little grunts of effort made me wonder, am i really heavy even for him? Everyone always told me so, and its coming true now. I could feel a wet tear drop slipping past my tightly shut eyelid. It was like a lone soldier approaching the enemy's borderline. Attracting danger. I could feel his finger arrive at my cheek, gently caressing my cheek and erasing the teardrop away. His fingers were like magic. They're a wonder, long slender skin and bone that could wipe my tear away and turn my cheeks red. I felt my eyes flutter open. Stutters left my lip in an attempt to speak his name. As I finally managed to let out a pianissimo-d "Ha-har-Harry", he only shushed my anxious self and stroked my cheek light as the flutter of an eyelid. His touch soothing my current state, I allow myself to breathe and un-dilate my pupils. I've always had bad anxiety and now just wasn't the time for it. I push myself as hard as I can and take one last breath. I heave and say, "Harry please listen, I need you now more than I have ever needed anyone". Since i have been a woman to withhold my honour this is a large milestone. Never dependant and always disinclined and composed. Im now broken, no shattered, breathing heavily with the feeling of a thousand stones in my lungs and asking for help for the first time. Harry jolts a bit. He knows me. He knows I would never change the independent me and I know I have him alert for what Im about to say. I tell him what happened in my dream. "You left me again and you ran off with the baby and her mom. You wanted to be her godfather properly and said you had to be there for her 24/7 an-an-and -" I couldn't do it. Im ashamed I admitted to these foul feelings. I can't believe I said that. In a somber voice i muster with my belittled dignity, " I am very sorry Harry. I don't remain a woman of high class as you can see. I'm just going to go before i belittle my dignity and further -"I jerk away from his touch. The rush of blood from sudden position changed affecting my balance. I tip over a bit. I stumble in my shoes as my petite feet wobble in them, my hair Falling like a curtain over my tear splattered face, my arms wide spread trying to aid me in gaining balance. I hiccup in short breaths as I regain from my crying state. Harry's footsteps approaching my shattered state. He gently clasps my arms with his. His fingertips lighting a fiery touch along my bare skin. As he approaches my hair smothered head, he smoothly caresses it to the side. Then with a motion so smooth he approaches my ear. "Calm down Allie. I'm not mad at you. If you want to leave you can but please ease up first". His thick Cheshire accent left a trail of hot air lingering in my ear. The sweet smell of his breath, still a little bit of it left. I gradually started breathing normally and my tears stopped. My hair was currently being held together by Harry's multipurpose hands, which apparently makes a great scrunchie too. I feel well composed at this point so I clear my throat and Harry gets the signal. His light fingers flutter open and unclasps my hair. They lightly travel away from my back and his eyes seem to flutter a glaze over the emerald green coating. It's a forlorn look. I speak up before I can change my mind. "Listen Harry, thank you endlessly for being such an amazing friend but I really have to get going. I'll see you around and thanks again." I can't bear to tear my gaze away from his eyes, such a strong emotion emitting off of them. He's not ready to say goodbye. He's never seen me this broken in all of our year, a new leaf for us all. He looks away first. His deep raspy voice starts to rumble and gets clearer as the words hit my ears, "I'll escort you there." There was no question about it, we stood up and I gathered my belongings, a coat and purse. We started to head out for the car and he decides to hold hands. His long slender ones approach my small but anxious ones. I apprehensively analyze the matter and just forget my troubles. It's just holding hands no harm done. Right? The sparks uncontrollably set off from the minute he laces his perfectly crafted fingers with mine. Must be static electricity.

We get in his pristine black Range Rover, sparkling in all it's glory. He smoothly drives to my humble abode and as he pulls over, his head turns to me. He starts to speak. "Listen Allie, I have to ask you this. I can't help it but wonder and it's eating me alive. Why are you so apprehensive towards everything? I know it's a bit personal and all but I know your trying to toughen it up but I see right through you. It can't be ignored and I want to help yo-"

I cut him short being the defensive prick I am. "Listen Harold" I begin with an icy tone. "I am sorry I inform you but as retarded as I may come off as I don't need help. I'm fine. Don't knock at my door telling me that. Leave me alone please."