Hero

6. Knock with Rocks.

These past two weeks have been dreary and dead, me and harry have become used to living with each other now and have fallen into a certain routine in order to avoid one another as much as possible. This routine was something I did not initiate as I am not allowed to go out and the only form of human contact I have is harry so why would I want to avoid him? But he clearly wants to avoid me at all costs so I have to deal.

I didn't listen to his 'orders' about leaving for the first few days but after encountering some unfriendly people I came crawling back to harry and received a harsh scolding which belittled me to practically a mouse. And I came to the conclusion harry is the meanest when angry, so I have been trying my hardest to not make him angry as I once got over the whole soul mate shit as we've kept everything seriously platonic, I was actually thankful that he has let me stay here and is actually 'protecting me'. Although at the start it was by force but I kinda gave up. I mean the city trusts them for a reason right?

Anyhow, the last two days harry has been particularly tense, snapping at me any time I came out of my room so I had retreated in there and decided I'll leave him be for a few days and then maybe he'll act civil.

It is now 11:30 PM and I'm about to go to bed, just making final preparations, I feel slightly nauseas as harry has never stayed out this late before, I know he's busy but he'd said he didn't want to risk anything and would always be home by 8/9 PM, which he was for the last couple of days, but today it's 11:30 and he hasn't come, hasn't called or texted to tell me anything so, yeah you could say I'm a little worried. Only a little.

Just as I walk past the window to go to bed something outside on the opposite street catches my eye, I stop and stare at it, my blood running cold when I see the dark hooded figure continuously stare at my window, I feel his eyes on me and I know he's looking right at me. I gulp, my heart pounding as I look at the strange figure. What the fuck? Who is it and why is he staring at my window? Oh god

I really wish harry would get home soon. I continue to look although I am freaked the fuck out, why is someone staring at my window and how long have they been there, they look at me with purpose and whoever it is us giving off creepy vibes.

Just as I go to shakily reach for my phone so I can call harry it slips out of my grasp and tumbles to the ground, the small thud making me flinch, I sigh and duck down to get it and just as my fingers grasp it and I begin to straighten up a loud smash from my right makes me scream as i scramble away, a huge rock whizzing past my head and just knocking it slightly. Tears of pure terror burn my eyes as I stare at the gaping hole in the window. Oh god, harry please, where are you.

I shakily get on my knees, swaying slightly from the hit and crawl over to the window making sure to keep down, I grasp the window sill with nimble fingers and peer over the edge in fear. I see the man or whatever he is dusting his hands off and then I swear my heart leaps into my throat as he begins marching with determination towards the apartment block.

I scream falling onto my knees and effectively landing in the shattered glass although I don't give a fuck. Blood oozes out but all I can think about is calling harry.

My heart is pounding so loud it's all I can hear and I feel like any second I waste it could cost me dearly. We're on the top floor and it takes around about 5 minutes to get to this floor with the lift so I really don't have time.

Ring ring
Ring ring

Oh god, pick up pick up please oh f-