Love Save the Empty

Thirteen

"I know you've been hurt,

By someone else,

I can tell by the way you carry yourself,

If you let me,

Here's what I'll do,

I'll take care of you."

Take Care - Drake ft. Rihanna

Harry and Bella.

Bella and Harry.

The names fit together quite perfectly. Two people with completely different lives, brought together by pain and misery, and the only way to cease those feelings was by being with each other.

Isabella Woods: a girl what one would usually call perfect. Perfect happy family, beautiful face, and a life filled with love and laughter. That was until that fatal September day. That once happy, gleeful girl now transformed into someone completely different. She was quiet, kept to herself. Once surrounded by love, now surrounded by nostalgia and emptiness.

Harry Styles: What one would call a monster. His past is filled with darkness, along with his present, and from the looks of it, his future. No one would dare to cross his path. He was dangerous. But what people don’t know is behind all that darkness is just one thing. Pain. Pain that n one really ever cared for him. Pain that still no one does. He wasn’t a monster, just a lost soul.

When these two worlds collide, two people that lost their way finally found it again. They weren’t supposed to be together. She didn’t belong in a place like this. Him getting involved with her would just put both in danger. Their friends warned them. They both new that there would be consequences.

But once they were together, there was no turning back.

It had now been a week since Harry’s father had been home. It was a late Sunday afternoon, and Harry watched Bella peacefully sleeping beside him. Harry had spent the week at home, staying home from school while Bella attended school, and spent all of her free time taking care of Harry. Usually when Harry was in situations like this he would be out of school for weeks on end. But Bella being there tending to his wounds increased the healing process drastically. So here he lay, bruises faded and his cold hearth filled with an unfamiliar warmth.

Bella woke to the feeling of kisses being placed on her face. She giggled, only causing Harry to kiss her more. Soon they both broke into fits of laughter.

“Did you sleep well?” Harry asked, kissing Bella’s nose as she nodded.

Bella slowly rose and attempted to get out of bed, only to be pulled back down onto Harry’s body. His strength came back about two days ago, and he has certainly used it to his advantage, lifting Bella up and carrying her all around.

“Harry,” Bella laughed, “I have to go to the bathroom.”

Harry nuzzled his face into her neck, kissing her soft skin, listening to her breath get heavier.

“Ugh,” he sighed, “I guess I have to let you go for that, huh?”

His grip on her loosened, and she took this as her chance to sneak away to the bathroom. When she got out, Harry was waiting right outside the door. He kissed her once before using the bathroom himself.

“When’s your birthday?”

Bella jumped at the sound of Harry’s voice, not realizing he was leaning up against the doorframe watching her fix up his bed.

“Why do you wanna know?” she asked cheekily.

“Well,” Harry started, “I feel like I know everything about you, but that. I just want to know when this world was graced with your beautiful face and bangin’ body.”