My Soldier - You're My Home

Downward Spiral

A/N ~~ Didn't think I would leave you all too long, would you? ;)


~~ Sunday Morning, London~~

Lizzie POV

"Fuck, Harley! Don't stop, please, don't stop!"

My body is in pure ecstasy right now. A complete trembling, breathless mess. My body is laying back against Harley's front, one of her arms wrapped around my waist, her hand gripping at my hip to keep me close as her other hand is exactly where I want it to be. I have one arm against the bed, hand gripping and pull at the sheets as my other hand has a harsh grip around Harley's forearm, keeping her hand between my legs. Not that she is showing any sign of moving away any time soon, as her fingers are teasing me more and more. "Harley-" I breathe out, feeling her nip at the skin just below my ear. The way she still drives me this crazy, I can never get enough of her. Every touch, every kiss, everything about My Soldier is beyond anything I have experienced before. No one has made me feel this amazing. "Oh fuck-" I catch my breath when I feel Harley's fingers teasing my entrance, the palm of her hand still rubbing against my slightly swollen clit. She really knows what she is doing. My body is shaking under her touch, her hand on my hip keeping me from becoming a shivering mess. "Baby, please-" My shaky pleas instantly catch Harley's attention, feeling her grip my body tighter in reply. My body is a mess under her touch, but in the best way possible. "Are you close?" Harley's husky tone makes my breathing almost stop, and all I can do is nod my head in reply. "Let go for me baby girl." Just her words are enough to snap the knot in my stomach, my body spasming as Harley's fingers tease in and out enough to make my orgasm drag on for so long, I lose my breath. "I'm still- Harley, baby I-" My words are useless as bite my lip to stop screaming so loud the whole Hotel hears my voice. I am not going to be able to walk today, but right now, that is the last thing I'm worried about.

Without letting Harley move her hand from between my legs, I somehow manage to move from lying on my side, to straddling Harley lap as my hands push her back into the bed. My hips rolling into her fingers movements as my fingers dig into her stomach, scratching at her bare skin, feeling her muscles tense under my touch. A reminder of the night before fills my mind, seeing Harley's body shake and tremble under my touch as I devoted the whole night to making her feel as good as I do right now. Being able to take control is not something I ever thought I would be confident enough to do, but last night, it felt amazing. Seeing the effect, I have on Harley is something I will never tire of, and finally seeing her relax and let me take care of her was something that I'm so thankful for. She had been so conscious of herself after her surgery that she hadn't let me be with her in this way. Seeing her completely bare was something she was so scared of, thinking I would see her differently. But last night was my chance to show her I could never see her any differently, if anything, I adore her more after everything that happened. She is so strong, so incredible, I could never love her any less. So last night, I spent the night worshipping her body all over again, showing her that there will never be anything that changes the way I see her. In a way, I was thankful that I got the chance to do that, showing her just how much I love her in a way that most people don't get to do a second time. But for us, last night was just that and more. It was hard to resist her touches last night, so this morning when I felt her teasing me as I woke from my deep sleep, I knew I wouldn't be able to stop her feeling how much my body was craving her touch. So as soon as my body began to squirm, Harley's body moved down until her tongue was between my legs, waking me in the best way possible.

"Harley-" My hips are grinding down into Harley's hand, her other hand on my waist helping keep me steady. My forehead pressed against hers as our breathing mixes into the small space left between us. Heavy and contagious, gasping for anything we can as my hands pull her body into my own. Needing her close. I don't know how she is now sitting up and managing to keep herself upright as my entire body is leaning against her, but as always, she is showing off how strong she really is. "Tell me what you want." Harley's breathless, yet deep, strong voice snaps my eyes to meet hers. Seeing just how dark they are as two of her fingers are teasing inside me. The look behind her darkened eyes enough to send me over the edge, but I force to hold back, just enough to wait a little longer. "Can I touch you, please?" I whisper breathlessly against her swollen lips, wanting nothing more than for her to feel what I am right now. The feeling when we are both feeling this pleasure makes everything so much more intense. I catch Harley's breath hitch in her throat at my words, her eyes growing even darker than before. One of my hands leave her chest, lifting to grip at her jaw to hold the eye contact. Faces less than an inch apart, allowing just enough room to breathe, eyes locked as her fingers continue to tease between my legs. I catch Harley nodding her head slightly in reply, but I want to hear her incredibly husky, sexy voice again. So, keeping her jaw in my grip, I pull her impossibly closer and crash my lips into hers. Instantly her tongue invades my mouth, my chest heaving in reply before I manage to regain some control, taking her bottom lip between my teeth. Pull back slightly, I bring her bottom lip with me, still between my teeth as I bite down a little harder. Her groan sends a wave of pleasure down my body, but I manage to keep her lip in my grip before letting it go with a pop. Catching the fire in her eyes, I can't help but grin as I scratch my other hand down her chest, knowing how much she likes it. "I need words." I whisper, bringing her attention back to me as I feel her fingers pick up their pace, going deeper than they were before. "Fuck- Yes. You can-" Is all Harley can get out before my lips attack hers again as my hand starts to travel south from her chest.

"Fuck!" Harley's harsh voice snaps my eyes up again as I feel her body shudder under my touch. My fingers finding her already sensitive clit, feeling how wet she is sending more arousal between my own legs. "Harley, your so-" I try, but my words fail me as Harley's lips are back on my neck, nipping and sucking gently at my skin. "Oh baby." I breathe out, my nails digging into her shoulder as I try and keep myself from collapsing into her. I manage to gain some composure, lifting my hand to her face again, lifting her lips from my neck to meet my own, needing to feel her kiss again. We fall into a mess of lips and tongues as our fingers match the others. Panting between kisses, my body rolls into Harley's, grinding in her as our paces increase. When breathing becomes difficult, our foreheads fall against each other's, panting into the small space between us. "I'm so close." I breathe out, feeling Harley's grin grow across her lips as she moves her fingers ever so slightly, so she rubs her fingertips against the spot deep inside me that sends a whole wave of ecstasy thorough my body. "Wait for me." Harley husks, giving me a wave of confidence as my lips find her neck, biting at the base where her neck meets her chest, leaving a mark that I know will turn her on even more. Instantly her body writhes as I suck on the bruised skin. My own body becoming impatient as my hips roll harder into her body. "Harley please-" I plead against her ear, leaning into her as my hand is on the back of her neck, keeping her close. "When you're ready." She whispers, and instantly my body comes crashing down as pleasure takes over completely. But when I hear Harley start to moan, I keep my fingers moving and teasing between Harley's legs as neither of us show any sign of slowing down. "Oh my g- Harley- I love you!" I moan out against her lips, hands gripping at her bare skin. Her eyes meet my own, the look behind her eyes making my heart beat harder in my chest. "I love you too, baby girl."

My breathing is still heavy, but my body is slowly calming down from one of the most intense orgasms I have ever experienced. Neither of us have moved, only our hands have moved so that Harley is holding my body securely in both her arms as my hands are resting against her bare chest. I can feel her heart pounding against her chest as it rises and falls heavily with her breathing. My head is on Harley's shoulder, my body recovering achingly slowly, small shudders still flowing through me, still being able to feel every touch on my skin. But then when I feel Harley slowly moving to face me, I lift my head so I can meet Harley's eyes, seeing her stunning Hazel colour slowly coming back as they search between my own. "You alright?" She asks softly, making me smile as I slowly nod my head in reply. "Never better." I whisper, making her chuckle softly as I giggle seeing her reaction. Then without much warning, I feel Harley's arms tighten around my body before she slowly lowers us back into the bed, my body completely on top of hers as she lies back into the sheets. My body is not working, so I let her hold me on top of her as we fall into a comfortable position as we just soak in being together. My eyes flutter closed as my body begins to relax again as I feel Harley's fingers gently stroking up and down my back, almost lulling me to sleep. But before I fall into any kind of sleep, Harley's gentle voice wakes me again. "As much as I want to be able to fall asleep with you again, we need to check out soon." Harley reminds me, and instantly I smile against her chest as I nod my head gently in reply. She hugs me closer, and I just melt into her arms before I slowly push myself up enough to meet her gentle gaze already completely focused on me. The nervousness she still showers me with, I welcome, loving being under her gaze, knowing I am the only girl she looks at this way and ever will.

"Ready for your bath beautiful?" Harley's voice brings my attention to where she is now standing next to the bed, my eyes raking over her body as soon as I am facing her. My cheeks blushing hard as she catches my wandering eyes, a smirk on her face as she just watches me from where she is still standing. "Get a good look?" She teases, only making my cheeks tint deeper as my eyes meet hers again. "Mhm. Very good look." I tease back, making her smirk only grow before she comes to stand right next to the bed. "Come on, before your bath gets cold." She adds, making me smile as I slowly make my way towards the edge of the bed, my body still very shaky as I make it to where Harley is still waiting for me. "Need come help their baby?" Harley carries on teasing, making my cheeks red hot with blushing so hard, so all I can do is nod my head shyly before I reach out for Harley's hand she is holding out. She manages to help me off the bed, bringing my body into her side as we make our way towards the bathroom. I can't help but admire how strong she is, managing to hold my body up as well as holding her own without the help of her prosthetic. Once we are inside the bathroom, we head towards the bathtub, my eyes finding the bubbles covering the top of the water before I dip my hand in to test the temperature. "Perfect." I smile as my eyes find Harley just behind me, watching my every move before I hold my hand out for her to come closer. She leans against the tub as she helps me in first, but just as I get comfortable, she turns to leave. Instantly I reach out and grab her wrist, stopping her moving any further as her eyes turn back to meet my own. "Come in with me?" I ask gently, making her smile as she nods her head gently in reply. Give me a minute and I'll be back." She kisses my forehead before leaving the bathroom, my body soaking back into the hot water as I wait for my Soldier to come back to me.

"Well, that was all very, unexpected." I say into the room, feeling Harley's body vibrate behind me as she laughs gently. My body laying back against hers in the bath, her hands lying across my stomach as my hands are on top of hers. "Is that a complaint I'm hearing from you, baby girl?" Harley teases close to my ear, my body shivering before I remember to breathe again. "No complaining here Soldier." I reply barely above a whisper, feeling Harley smile against my bare shoulder as she leaves small kisses on my skin. We lay in the water together for a little while, just being together before Harley helps me wash my body. I do the same for her before we both get out the cooler water, wrapping ourselves in towels before heading back into the bedroom. I notice the bed is made, Harley obviously freshening up the room after our activities before I walk around to get my bag so I can slowly get ready. I take out the clothes I brought, which are actually Harley's top and jumper, putting them on with some comfortable jeans. I put my hair into a messy bun before a knock on the door makes me turn on my heels. I catch Harley smiling as she gets up from where she was sitting on the bed, carefully making her way towards the door. I catch help but blush and giggle at her, opening the door even though she is only in her t-shirt and some boxers. I barely notice who is at the door, my eyes fixed on Harley before they see a trolley moving inside the room. The door closes and my eyes find Harley's, seeing her beaming smile as she pulls the trolley towards the bed before she sits back down. "Are you going to stand there staring or join me for breakfast?" She teases across the room, snapping me from my daze before my body moves towards the bed to join her.

After we finish breakfast, I move the plates back to the trolley and wheel it outside, letting Harley finish getting ready before I start to pack up our things we brought. We only brought one bag, but I make sure we have everything as Harley finishes getting dressed. I stop in my tracks as I stand near the window, taking in the view over London. A familiar feeling washing over me as it reminds me that I am leaving today. I hate leaving London, not only do I feel safe and comfortable here, but I also feel at home. Having Harley by my side here, gives me more confidence than I have ever felt. Every time I leave, all I want to do is come back. I could easily spend my life here in London with Harley, and I can't help but wonder if it is an option in the future. For us to buy a house here in London and move here permanently. Maybe it's too soon, but with what we have already been through, I don't want to keep waiting. And as if she can read my mind, Harley is already wrapping her arms around my body from behind where I am standing. My body relaxing as soon as I feel her hands wrap over my stomach, pulling me back gently into her front. My hands find her forearms, keeping her close as I rest my head back into her chest. I can feel her leaving kisses against the top of my head as she just holds me, sensing my change suddenly. Then after a few minutes, I feel her head move back ever so slightly. "Talk to me." She whispers, making me smile softly with how well she knows me. And how she doesn't hesitate to come to my comfort. I carefully turn my body in her hold, her hands allowing me to turn so that I am facing up at her, seeing the worry behind her eyes. I melt into her touch as her hands pull me close by my lower back, my hands running up her arms until they find their way to the back of her neck.

"I'm not ready to leave London." I whisper, instantly Harley smiling gently down at me. Her lips on my forehead, giving me all the comfort, she can as I play with the small baby hairs on the back of her head. "I'm not ready for you to leave." She replies softly, making my heart hurt at her words. I don't want to leave. But at the same time, I have a job to get to, and a small part of me is looking forward to the new adventure. "What if I try to push back-" I begin to think aloud, but before I can start to spiral, Harley gently shakes her head, bringing her hand up to let her finger and thumb gently lift my head back up to meet her gaze again. Her thumb then stays resting against my cheek, stroking back and forth as she looks deep into my eyes. "You're not pushing anything back or giving up any job. Because I know how much you love what you do. And I know how much you will regret not going out to Atlanta." Harlet begins, not looking away from my eyes as she talks. "As soon as you get on Set, you'll be more than okay. You'll be back doing what you love, and then before you know it, I will be there with you." She adds, and I can't help but smile. She knows me so well, and deep down I know she is right. I know once I get back on Set, I will not be missing Harley or being in London as much. I just hope Harley is given the go ahead to come out with me sooner rather than later. But right now, the next time I will see Harley will be for the Holidays, which is in about 7 or 8 weeks' time. Already that's too long, but until Harley gets the go ahead from Dr Bailey, there is not much we can do. "I know. I just, hate not knowing how long we are going to be apart. I wish you were coming with me." I whisper tearily, before nuzzling into Harley's chest as she wraps me in her arms.

After I have time to calm down, with Harley's help, we make sure we have everything we brought with us before checking out the Hotel. Harley's arm never leaves where it is wrapped around my body as we come down to reception before walking out towards the car. Thankfully, I have arranged for the car to be picked up later today, so Harley doesn't have to arrange taking it back to the rental place. I know its just another thing she wishes she could do, drive again. Especially her Bike. I know how much she misses riding her Bike around London. And I can't deny that I miss her not taking me for surprise days on it, just driving for hours until we find somewhere to visit. I never thought I would enjoy being on the back of a bike as much as I do, but with Harley, I love it. The drive back to her Dad's house is strangely quiet, but my hand never leaves Harley's as I drive us through London. When we get back, Harley grabs our bag before we head inside, being met by Maisie and Stuart in the kitchen. Stuart makes us all something to drink once we say hello before we sit at the table and fall into comfortable conversation. A slight thickness to the air since we all know I have to leave soon, but thankfully we have some time just talking like we always do. But then before we know it, Harley is reminding me I have some packing left to do, and it's getting later. Stuart offers to make us something light for lunch whilst I pack, my hand reaching out for Harley's to come with me, not wanting to spend a second away from her until I have to.

The drive to the Airport is quicker than I wanted it to be. Thankfully, Stuart offered to drive to the Airport so I didn't have to arrange a car, and it meant we could all go together. As much as I said they didn't have to come, I'm glad Stuart and Maisie wanted to. Stuart manages to find a parking space close enough but out of the way of the main entrance so we wouldn't be easily seen. Harley is quick to move, wanting to make sure I don't miss my flight as she gets the bags out the car as Stuart grabs a trolley. I ended up leaving some clothes with Harley here in London, just in case I end up being back last minute for any reason. Another way of letting them all know I will be back as soon as I can be too. Once my bags are loaded onto the trolley, I start to say my goodbyes. "You stay safe over in Atlanta, don't work to hard." Stuart tells me, and I smile into his shoulder. "I'll look after myself, don't worry Stuart. Thank you, for everything." I mumble into his shoulder as he hugs me a little tighter before we part, and Maisie launches herself into my arms. I hug her tightly, and she does the same as I feel her sniffling into my shoulder. I rub my hand up and down her back, knowing how emotional she gets when it comes to anyone leaving. Wanting to comfort her as much as I can. "Make sure you come back as soon as you can." She mumbles softly, making me smile as I nod my head gently. "I will, I promise Maisie." She stays in my arms a little while longer until I slowly pull away, knowing I need to get inside soon. Maisie moves to stand with Stuart as he gives Harley a small nod. "We'll wait here for you, Harley." He tells her, making me smile as Harley nods in reply before I grab the trolley and lead us inside. Harley stays by my side as we make our way inside, not before turning and waving once more towards where Stuart and Maisie are still standing. Thankfully, we make it inside without much attention before we find a quiet area to stand and say goodbye. I really hate this part, but I know this is not permanent. She'll be with me soon.

"Please be careful whilst I'm not here." I whisper into the small space between us, my eyes already filled with tears as I stare back into Harley's glossed over eyes. "I will, I'll not be doing anything stupid. Not when I need to get better to be with you." She rambles tearily making me smile as I pull her back into my lips. We share more kisses before we know we have to part ways. "I'll call you when I'm in Atlanta." I whisper, making Harley smile through her tears. "You better." She teases, making me giggle as I grip onto the front of her jumper. "I love you so fucking much Harley." My voice is strained through the tears, but I look deep into her eyes, wanting her to believe every word I'm saying. "I love you, Elizabeth Chase. More than I ever thought possible." Her words are so meaningful, I can see every bit of love behind her eyes. "I'll see you soon My Girl." She adds, making my knees weak at her words. "I'll see you soon, My Soldier." I reply easily, making her smile only grow before we share one final kiss. A kiss filled with every emotion we are feeling. "Go be amazing." She whispers against my lips before I turn and force myself to walk away. Taking my bags to check in before they let me through with my hand luggage and ticket. I walk through without hesitation, but before I turn towards my gate, I turn to take one last look back at Harley. I see her standing waiting for me where I left her, smiling as she meets my eyes. I can't help but let more tears roll fall down my cheeks as I wave over towards her, seeing her do the same as she props her elbow against her crutches. I blow her a kiss, just like every other time we say goodbye like this, instantly her beaming smile makes my heartbeat louder as she playfully catches it and presses her hand against her chest. I can't help but giggle as I take one final look as I walk off to find my gate. As much as I want to turn around and run back into Harley's arms, I have a career I love and have worked hard for. I can't give that up. Not now.


~~Thursday Afternoon, London~~

Normal POV

It's been a few days since Lizzie left for Atlanta. As soon as she landed and made it to her car waiting for her, I got a phone call to tell me everything. Just hearing her voice was enough to put a huge smile back on my face. The drive home from the Airport that day hit harder than I ever thought it would. Not knowing when we will see each other next is the worst part. We don't even know how much time Lizzie will have over the Holidays, so there is no way to know if we will see each other for definite. I can tell Lizzie is feeling exactly the same way, even just by hearing her words through the phone, so I just have to do my best to comfort her and hope I get the go ahead sooner rather than later. When she got to her apartment, I got a full tour through video-call. I couldn't help but smile seeing her so excited to be out there. As much as I know she has been on Set in Atlanta, she is staying somewhere new since she wanted a bigger apartment. She's a little further away from the Studio, but she has a driver and her own rental car, so hopefully it won't make too much difference. I can't wait to get out there and share the experience with her, but until then, she has promised to share as much as she can with me when she can. We spent a lot of her first 24 hours on the phone, knowing once she begins shooting that her free time will be really limited. Especially in the first couple of weeks when she gets settled in and back into her routine. It felt weird being apart, waking up without having Lizzie by my side was something that just cemented her being in another Country. I'm not used to being the one being left behind, but being so limited by my leg means there is not much I can do about it. I hate being so vulnerable.

The first couple of days I made sure to stay positive, keeping myself busy with the gym and working out what I am going to do next in terms of my career. It may be too soon, but I want to at least look into my options. If my time is truly done with the Army, I need other options. I can't not be in some kind of work. And hopefully with the skills I have learnt in my time as a Soldier will help me in terms of finding work that I will enjoy. The only downside to my time as a Soldier, is that I am now one leg down, which could be something that holds me back from certain work. Thankfully, my hours at the gym help me not to fall into my overactive brain. Being able to do zone out from everything and just work on my core and upper body strength so that I can be ready for walking without any aids. I've never been in such good shape from the waist up, my upper body is in the best condition it ever has been. Having to rely a lot on my arms and shoulders to get around is giving me more and more motivation to build on the already established muscle and strength. Being in the gym is helping mentally every day, giving me time to destress and forget about everything that is becoming more and more of a reality in my life. From looking for a job to not knowing when I will be able to see Lizzie next. As well as the growing worry over 7 Section. Now that Lizzie is not here to distract my spiralling thoughts, I keep worrying about 7 Section still being out on Tour. Wishing that I could be there with them, as well as wanting to know they are home safe.

I slowly wake up to another morning in London. Waking up alone in this bed is still strange, but it is slowly becoming my new normal. My body clock is still in tune with waking up pretty early, so once I'm awake I get myself dressed before joining Maisie and Dad for breakfast. Something I always enjoy when I am not working, small moments like this. Dad makes me a coffee before I sit and help Maisie with some last minute homework she has at the table. Thankfully, it's something I am strangely good at, Maths. We manage to get it done with time to spare before they both leave for work and School. But as soon as that happens, I'm left to my over-active thoughts. I think about getting in touch with Lizzie, but knowing how busy she is already with work I decide against it instantly and opt to get ready for the gym. I head back upstairs, about to get changed into my gym gear when my phone rings on the bed. I lean over, grabbing it from the bed and to my surprise, I see my best friends face lighting up my screen. I can't help but smile as I answer the phone, bringing the phone to my ear and being greeted by his excited voice. "Alright mate!" I greet back, making him even more excited as we catch up quickly before he gets to the point. "So, what's your plans for today?" He asks, as my eyes find my gym clothes still sitting at the bottom of my bed. "I was thinking of hitting the gym, but by the sounds of it you have other plans for me now." I joke, making him chuckle and already I know I am right. "I mean, you got me there. Fancy a day with your best mate?" He asks and instantly I start beaming with the idea of getting out this house with someone like Tom. "Like I would ever turn down that opportunity!" I add, making him cheer before he tells me to get ready and he will come pick me up before he rushes off the phone to get ready. I can't help but laugh hearing his kid like excitement, but deep down, I feel exactly the same way.

"Alright, where you taking me Holland?" I joke as we start the journey to wherever we are headed too today. Tom driving with a beaming smile on his face. He glances in my direction before looking back at the road ahead of us. "Well, since I know how much you love golf-" He begins, but by the look on his face, I know he is only winding me up. I send him a glare anyway, and instantly he gives himself away by laughing his usual laugh before shaking his head gently. "I'm messing, I thought we could just go for a walk and then get some food. You don't need the gym everyday for exercise." I can't help but smile at the small hint of care behind his words, knowing me by now and that I will be burying myself into the gym as an escape. When we get to the Park, we start our walk together hoping not to run into much attention. But when you're walking around with Spider-Man, it's hard to avoid everyone. Tom makes sure to not walk to fast, since I'm going to be on my crutches all day so I can't move too quickly. Once we are so far into our walk, we fall into easy conversation. Talking about anything and everything that comes to mind. I catch him up on my recovery before he catches me up on his recent work. Unfortunately, our calm doesn't last for the entire walk as a group of fans spot Tom and come over asking for photos. As much as I can see Tom is not up for it, he takes a few photos and talks with the fans since they weren't the usual over the top demanding fans he can get on the street. But of course, when one group of fans find him, others soon follow when they see a crowd. And since I can't move very quickly, we can't make an escape like we have in the past.

"I'm sorry about all that, mate." Tom says as we finally start moving again. Thankfully, we are not too far from finding the car again so there isn't much more walking to do. "No need to apologise Tom. You know I understand the whole celebrity thing better than most. Sometimes it's unavoidable." I add, hoping to ease his conscious as we make our way towards the car. Both of us ready to go for food at this point. Tom drives us somewhere low-key before we head inside and get a table almost straight away. We order some drinks before getting back into conversation, which I easily get back to so Tom can't avoid it anymore. "So, you spent some more time with Zendaya recently?" I tease a little, seeing him instantly blushing a little at my words. I can't help but laugh at his reaction, almost giving me a silent answer. "We've spent some time together, you know, here and there. At work and stuff, yeah." He practically stumbles over his words, making me chuckle quietly as I let him fumble over himself. Luckily for him, our food arrives, which saves him from dropping himself in it anymore than he already has. Tom manages to change the subject as we enjoy our food, talking more about what I am planning to do after my recovery is done with. I share with him some of my immediate ideas, using my skills from being in the Army to guide me. Tom starts to help me through ideas around before we finish our food and Tom jumps to pay the bill. We finish our drinks before starting to leave, wanting to continue the day we are having. It's been a breath of fresh air being around someone who treats me the way they always have. But my newfound calm is short lived when we are leaving the restaurant and my body loses its balance and support, sending me crashing forward and hitting the floor pretty hard.

"Fuck!" I hiss as I hit the floor, my face taking a lot of the impact, as well as my shoulder and chest. I can't let my anger get the better of me right now, knowing my fall wasn't anyone's fault. It was as simple as something catching onto the bottom of my crutches and sending me completely off balance. I hate how easy it is for me to fall like this, my usually strong body feeling so weak and useless as I'm trying to force my arms free from the crutches. If I hadn't of been so dependant on them, I could have stopped my face hitting the floor with my hands. Instead, my face is throbbing as I feel Tom grabbing my arms to help move the crutches off them. I then start to hear commotion above us from strangers, but I try and zone it all out as Tom kneels beside me to help me sit up. Instantly his eyes start searching my face, widening when they see obvious marks which I try and shrug off. "You alright Harley?" He asks a little frantically. I shake my head in reply, just wanting to be out of here right now. "I'm good, I just-" I begin to say, but as I start to bubble with emotions, Tom seems to pick up on how I am feeling and what I need right now. "Come on, let's get you out of here." He adds, making me smile softly as I nod my head. I grab onto his arms as he manages to lift me up from the floor before someone seems to hand him my crutches. Tom being the caring and incredible best mate that he is, uses his body to subtly shield me from prying eyes already burning into where I am standing. He helps me get back on my crutches, making sure I am stable on my feet before he searches around us to find a way out. "Talk to me Harley, are you alright?" He then checks before we move anywhere. I nod my head in reply, searching his eyes to see them a little panicked. "I'm alright." I reply quietly before he looks out again and nods in the direction of the door. I nod in reply, following his lead as he starts to move bodies out of the way. "Are you both okay-" A strange voice asks, but Tom quickly thanks them before keeping us moving. Trying to be polite but at the same time, wanting to get me out as quickly as he can.

"Let me check your face, Harley." Tom asks now we are sitting in the car. Thankfully, we weren't followed outside so we can relax a little. My heart is pounding in my chest as I try and focus on my breathing. I turn to face Tom in the car, seeing his eyes widen slightly when I do face him. "How bad is it?" I check, seeing him looking for something in his glovebox. "Just a bust nose for now, but it looks like you hit your cheek at the same time. Could get a bruise." He explains, knowing not to bullshit me better than anyone. "Great." I huff out as he takes a tissue and hands it to me so I can sort out my face. I bring down the small mirror, seeing my bloody nose and instantly I can see the mark on my cheek. Fuck, how do I explain that one to Lizzie. I quickly clean my face up before Tom decides to start driving us just in case anyone spots us or follows where we just came from. My head is spinning with a mixture of everything, from embarrassment to anger and everything in between. I hold some clean tissue against my nose, feeling it still trickling with blood before I turn to see Tom's concerned face trying to focus on the road. I reach out with my free hand, patting Tom's shoulder as he drives. "Thank you, for what you did back their mate. Means a lot." I tell him, making his concern switch to a smile as he glances in my direction. "No need to thank me, Harley. I'll always be there for you, mate." He replies, making me finally break into a small smile at his genuine words. I bring my hand back to switch holding the tissue against my nose, turning my attention back to the road before Tom's voice brings me back again. "Try not to let what happened effect you too much mate. People are just arseholes who don't know when to let someone have some privacy. So, all the thoughts going through your head, don't let them stick." He says, letting me know he can pretty much read my mind at this point. But right now, I am so thankful for him being here with me. "Thanks mate."

As much as I want the thoughts to disappear, I don't think it's that easy. But right now, my mind is wondering how to explain this to Dad, Maisie and Lizzie... Is this the point where everything starts going downhill?