Love Save the Empty

Nine

"Just close your eyes,

The sun is going down.

You'll be alright,

No one can hurt you now.

Come morning light,

You and I'll be safe and sound."

Taylor Swift - Safe and Sound

Bella woke to the sun in her face and a soft breath on her neck. She then realized Harry’s arms were securely wrapped around her body as her back was pressed into his front, legs tangled. She struggled in his tight grasp to wriggle around to face him.

Harry’s pink lips were slightly parted, and Bella would hear the soft breaths coming from the. The bags under his eyes were prominent even in a deep slumber. His curls fell in his face, and Bella took her hand to push them from his face. Bella loved this image of Harry. So peaceful and vulnerable, in no way related to the way he usually is.

Bella’s mind flashed to the night before. The way Clyde touched her, the way Harry touched Clyde. This wasn’t the first time she had seen Harry like that; completely wild and uncontrollable. So dangerous, ot even Harry himself can gain control. The amount of blood and screams coming from Clyde didn’t stop Harry from punching and hitting as hard as he could. Watching him like that was a nightmare.

Nightmare.

At that moment, Bella realized that no nightmares had haunted her that night while she was wrapped in Harry’s arms.

The dark, dangerous boy lying peacefully in Bella’s bed with her kept her safe from all the horrific memories of her loved ones.

Just then, four words popped into her mind.

‘I’ll keep you safe’

Bella still had her guard up in front of the unpredictable, curly-haired boy, no doubt. But with him by her side filled the void that was lost along with her family. There was no other person who she felt safe with.

Bella lied in her bed with Harry, tracing his two sparrow tattoos that lay under his collarbones. Every detail about them intrigued her. Before her drowsiness completely took over again, she took one more look up at sleepy Harry. Her protector. Her savior.

Cuddling back into him, Bella nuzzled her face into his neck. Harry’s grip on Bella tightened as he pressed his beautiful lips to her forehead.

Even with everything that was going wrong in her life, Bella couldn’t help but go back to sleep with a smile on her face

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Bella woke once again, this time with the feeling of someone stroking her hair. Despite how content she was earlier, she looked up at Harry with scared eyes, an expression that was very painful for Harry to look at.

“How are you feeling?” Harry asked, swiping the knotted hairs from her face.

“…Dirty.” Was all Bella managed to choke out.

Harry’s eyes slightly widened, but not enough to worry Bella, “Did he… touch you?”

Harry had thought he had gotten there in time for him to stop Clyde from harming Bella in any wa. But as a tear slipped down her cheek, he knew he was wrong.

Harry felt it. He felt himself transforming. Anger built inside him and his blood started to boil. His breath became uneven, his jaw and fists clenched. It would only be a matter of seconds before the darkness inside him completely took over; before he was gone.

But as he hear Bella’s voice erupt in quiet sobs, every bit of rage and anger left his body.

“Sh, it’s okay, Bella. I’m right here.”