Rain ~ h.s. (au)

Chapter 61

I don't say a word, but just relax in his arms. I feel so safe, so loved near him and that scares me. What will I do without him? I'm addicted to him. Simple as that. I can't be without him. He makes me feel safe and I know he's ready to protect me from everyone and I know he loves me more than he probably should.

"Babe, please, I'm begging you right now, don't ever go near him, okay?" he whispers as his hand strokes my hair. I don't reply. I don't want to say anything. I just want to be in his arms as long as I can. I want to feel his warm body next to mine. I want to feel his heart beating in his chest, "Babe?" he asks and I nod slightly, just to silence him. 

I feel so numb, so weak right now. I just want him near me and nothing more.

"It's all my fault, Harry." I whisper and he shakes his head and then lifts me up. He carries me bridal way into the living room, placing me on the couch. He sits next to me and leans over to press his lips on my forehead.

"Don't say that. Justin is a peace of shit." he comments and I smile slightly. But, it is my fault. If I just walked away, got in my car and drove home, everything would be fine.

"But, it is Harry. He showed up when I was going home. And I could just turn around and come home, but I didn't. I stayed because I though he'll give me answers to some of my question. And I was an idiot to think that." I tell him and he stares at me. His eyes get darker colour an he stands up from the couch, still having his eyes on me.

"What the fuck, Christine? What the fuck were you thinking? I told you to stay away from him. When I tell you he's fucking dangerous I mean it. Fuck." he shouts and turns around, turning his back to me as he runs his hand through his hair.  

"I just thought-"

"Well don't think any more! He could fucking hurt you, maybe even kill you." he yells and I feel my eyes water up and I curse under my breath. I don't like seeing Harry so pissed off and yelling, but I deserved it. 

"I know. I just wanted answers from him-" I start, but he interrupts me again.

"Answers? Were you seriously that stupid to think that he'd tell you something?" he laughs and I feel the anger boil up in me and I also want to sit down and hug my knees.

"Well if you answered to questions I asked you so many times and stopped being so mysterious around me, maybe I wouldn't be that fucking stupid." I say in a mocking tone. He stares at me and I stare back at him, waiting for his response.

But, unfortunately, he breaks the eye contact and starts walking away. I walk after him, just to see him taking his jacket and his car keys. 

"Where are you going?" I ask him, my voice now much quieter than it was before.

"Out." he replies and I shake my head, chuckling as I do.

"You can't run away every time this happens. Why can't you just tell me? Not everything, just something. I'm seriously sick of this, Harry. I want to know." I tell him and he suddenly turns around, looks at me and starts walking towards me. He grabs my hand and drags me in the living room. He sits me down on the couch and crouches in front of me.

"You want to know something? Okay here it is," he starts and I stare at him with my mouth hanging open, "Justin used to do some illegal business with his group and he asked me to join him and his group and I said yes. I was sick of him and I wanted to get rid of him. So I told everything to the police and they caught him and put him and his group in jail. I was in jail for four months only and then I was saved because I helped them and my stepfather helped me to stay out jail." he finishes and I still stare at him. 

"W-what kind of business he did?" I manage to ask.

"I told you something and I'm not ready to tell you everything." he snaps and I nod, looking down in my lap.