Chapter 6

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Jessica's POV

I felt a strong, protective arm around me sand smiled knowing I liked it even though it was wrong for some reason. I really had to pee, but I couldn't move because he was so strong. I turned my head, ugh he looked to peaceful. I wiggled a little more and slid out from under his arm. The bathroom door creaked as I opened it and I looked over at Harry and he was still asleep. Today we didn't have to do anything, I wonder what we're going to do.
I did my business and washed my hands. Once I got dressed and did my hair Harry was awake and his arms were wrapped around my waist. I looked up and he looked down at me, he began to lean in and I did to, but before our lips touched I ran out the room and went to Niall's room. I knocked on the door and turned my head to Harry standing there. "You thought" he whispered but Niall opened the door and I ran in. I ran to the bathroom and locked the door. Ugh what is Harry doing to me?!

About 20 minutes later I opened the door and walked to my room. As soon as I got in I felt Harry in wrap his arms around me. Can I ever escape this boy?! Holy hell!!
I broke from his grasp and walked to my phone. I opened the contacts and saw 'babe' as a contact and I changed the name to Harry, knowing he changed it. 'Love you mom' I texted
I set my phone down and laid on the bed. I looked up at the ceiling, just to think for a while. I miss my dad, I don't think I ever told you but he passed away, in a car crash. My mom has have very hard times without him, I would too. Because he just loved her lots, just like she did with him. I remember when I was younger and he would always try to do my hair but he never did it right, he tried so hard.
He would always buy me cute little dresses and dolls. I miss him so so much.
I didn't even realize how much I missed him until now, he wasn't the greatest dad but I loved him and I still do.

Harrys POV

I looked over at Jessica and she was staring at the ceiling, crying? I wouldn't think the was the one to cry, she seems so strong. I walked over to her and pulled her onto my lap and cuddled up to her. She wiped her face and stopped crying instantly, why?
Why does she hide her emotions so much? Why would he not want to cry in front of me? She hugged me back and snuggled up in my chest.

About 15 minutes later I looked down at her and she was asleep. I laid down and she shifted and wrapped an arm and leg around me. She snuggled her head into my chest, I wrapped my arm around her waist and she smiled.

I closed my eyes and and darkness soon consumed me.

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