Tattoo over my heart

Stress

Harley POV

I pull up outside my house, still in shock. Not believing what has just happened. I grabbed a cab and just got the hell out of there as fast as I could. I'm not paying attention to my surroundings, it's raining hard and I can barley see from the tears that are falling. As I get to my door I feel a hand on my arm, I instantly flinch and whip round to see Chris standing there. Hands in there air "woah! Hey! It's me. Are you okay?"
I shake my head and I have this sudden feeling of not being able to breathe. I clutch my chest and I feel my self sinking to the floor.
"Harley? Hey. Hey."

He sits down next to me, wrapping his arms around me and holding me close. I know I'm
Having a panic attack and an anxiety attack all in one.
"Harley.... try to breath okay, come on you can do it"
"I.....I....can't.....Chris...."
He cups my face and pulls my lips to his, kisses me hard. I feel my mind go blank, my breathing stopping and my body calming. As he pulls away, he looks me in the eye
"Are you okay?"
I nod and he helps me up, taking my key and opening my door for me. Walking me inside and sitting me down on the sofa.

I still don't feel 100% there, I know I'm in my house but everything is blurred. I feel a blanket placed around my shoulders and chris sit down next to me. He rubs my arms, in an attempt to warm me up.
"Harley what happened? Your face...."
"Clay. He did this"
"What!? Why the hell??"
"My brother, he was shot and run off his bike. He's in the hospital. I went and clay was there, he blamed me. Said it was all my fault. Then he hit me and told me to leave. That my brother wasn't my family anymore. Because I left. I left and now my brother is in a hospital bed"

"Hey. No, this is not on you harley"
"You don't understand chris" I push away the blanket and start to pace the living room floor.
"This is my fault, I had an issue. I got him involved and now he is in hospital. I should have just dealt with it myself"
"Harley what are you talking about?"
I sit down and explain everything to him, going into detail. I know it's probably stupid and will cost me everything but he deserves to know.
"Harley..."
"It's okay Chris. You can go. I understand"
I walk away and as I go to walk up the stair case, I feel a hand placed gently on my arm. I turn and am I shocked to see Chris standing there.

"Chris..."
"This is all crazy Harley I won't lie but I can't walk away from you. I'm madly in love with you and I standing by your side no matter what"
"Chris.....this is..."
"I know. It's crazy but I don't care."
He walks closer and takes my face in his hands again, kissing me softly.
"I know this is complicated and I know with me being in the public eye it makes it hard but harley I don't want to be without you"
I sigh "I love you too"
He smiles and kisses me again, softly at first and then more passionately. Gently lifting me and taking me to my room.

Placing me down, lying on top of me and kissing every inch of my skin.
"Are you sure harley?"
I nod "I need you Chris"
He smiles and kisses me again, his hands touching every part of me. Being with Chris makes me feel safe and loved. He takes me away from the drama and the crazy that I've lived my whole life. I don't know if I'm stupid for falling in love with an actor but I guess my heart can't help but want what it wants.