Hero

14. Red

You know that feeling when you do something insanely stupid in front of some of the coolest people in the school? Or when your crush finds out you've got a crush on him? Imagine that, then times it by 7 because that's exactly the current feelings washing over me at 7:30 in the morning.

Why? Because Mother Nature decided to stop by and give me a lovely gift this morning, everything was fine, I had cramps, I was dizzy and it explained my emotional behaviour the night before, but apart from that it was fine.

I scurried into the bathroom, and cleaned myself up, got a pad and then scurried back to a sleeping Harry. That was when the real issue which now has me sitting on top of the bed cross legged awkwardly arose like a bad omen. I came back to find a huge stain on the crisp white sheets, bright red and screaming volumes.

Back to the embarrassment. I was biting my lip and rocking back and forth while my heart raced unevenly, what on earth was I supposed to do? There's no way I can rid the bed of the sheets, wash them and get them dried without Harry noticing. It wasn't possible. I was officially screwed.

Harry was going to wake up, see the stain, freak out, and then look at me as if I'm the worlds most disgusting creature on the planet. I mean I stained his bed with my period blood!

Gross!

Oh god, he's waking up, his eyes are fluttering and he's beginning to stir in the comforter.

If only shouting 'I'm a celebrity, get me outta here' would get me out of this God awful situation like the countless celebs who get themselves taken out of the jungle. Unfortunately, I'm not a celebrity, and we're not in the jungle in Aussie.

"Morning." Harry rasped out, his husky voice rumbling lowly from his hard chest. I squeezed my eyes closed whispering out a pathetic 'morning' in reply. He yawned loudly as he sat up slowly leaning back against his arms and rolling his head back to tiredly gaze at the ceiling.

I continued to watch him apprehensively with my knees pulled tightly to my chest and my arms wrapped around them to offer myself some form of comfort from the severe humiliation of this moment.

His head slowly rolled over to gaze at me with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" He asked clearly already knowing something was off. "Why are you so embarrassed?" He asked suspiciously, I nearly gasped out of shock of him guessing what was wrong until I remembered we were emotionally connected and he could feel my embarrassment.

"I-I-uh, you see Harry, I-Idid a thing," I mumbled pathetically while I fiddled with my nicely filed nails thanks to Perrie. My cheeks felt hot and I wished the ground would just spontaneously open up and invite me inside.

"A thing?"

"I-may or may not. . Er have, stainedyourbed w-with my grossperiodblood," I squeaked staring up at him through my lashes as I let my teeth sink into my bottom lip. I felt so humiliated I literally felt like crying.

HARRY

She stated up at me clearly humiliated from what her body had accidentally done, I smirked at her words not entirely bothered with a bit of blood no matter where it came from, I had seen so much blood in my 21 years of living here that I didn't think I'd be bothered with some on my sheets. She suddenly buried her face into her knees clearly not being able to hold eye contact with me for long.

I let a little chuckle slip past my lips before I took her wrist captive to make her look up again.

"It's alright Amelia, it's not that bad. By the way you were acting I thought you'd killed somebody," I snorted at her small tendency to blow some things way out of proportion.