Toxic Lullaby {H.S}

Chapter Five

Savannah

The sound of the loud bell rang throughout the entire school which causes everyone to jump up their sits and immediately make their way out of the room.

I took my time placing all of my studying equipment inside my bag before making my way out of the already vacant room. I politely closed the door before walking over to the dark hallways. It was until now that I realized how very bad our schedule is. No one would really appreciate going home with the dark sky accompanying you.

As I was walking down the hallway, I saw Harry's tall figure and very noticeable curls. His head is leaning against a locker and his breathing was uneven. His eyelashes touches the top of his cheek from his closed eyes and his shoulder slumping down as he release a long sigh.

The sight right before my eyes made curiosity creep itself to my mind and I couldn't help but let it take over. I hesitantly made my way over to the guy, trying my hardest not to show it. He didn't hear my footsteps as I near him so I reach out a hand and place it on his shoulder. His eyes quickly opened as his head turned to me. His intense glare made me pull away my hand from his shoulder and bring it back down to my side.

His eyes remained on mine and I noticed how green they were. It's really glossy and it made him look vulnerable.

"What?" His harsh tone was quite offending but I didn't let him see it.

Though I didn't show him how offended I am, I showed him how frightened I was by his tone, which made a chuckle come out of his pink lips. An indent show off from his cheek before he shook his head and look back down on the ground again.

At first I thought that he's going mad but then I noticed how red his face is and an intoxicating smell came out of his mouth from his smug chuckle. I let my hand crept it's way on his back, caressing it gently, making me think of why I'm doing this.

"Are you alright?" I asked silently as he coughs.

"I can't walk. Lead me the way." He honestly say before he hold on to my arms.

I didn't really know how to help him but I know I should. If I leave him here, I wouldn't know what dangers would make its way to him so I decided to just help him.

Who let's a drunk kid inside a school and why is Gemma not here?

I took his heavy arm before clinging it over to my shoulder awkwardly and leading both of our ways out of the school, deciding not to question myself.

It took us a few moments before we did, but we made it safely out of the school. I wouldn't actually say it's safe though, his body keeps on bumping through doors and I think it'll bruise. But at least, I helped. He didn't have anyone else to take him home and I still haven't got Gemma's number so I decided to sneak him into our house without John and mother noticing.

As I push him inside the car, Mr. Carter raised an eyebrow, which I smiled sheepishly at.

"He's not my boyfriend. He don't have anyone else to take him home so maybe I could help. You can't tell my mother and John." I quickly explained before hopping inside the car and sitting uncomfortably next to Harry.

His eyes were drooping and his body was slowly running out of consciousness so his head fell right on my lap, which also causes a light squeal to come out of my mouth. He mumbles some drunken words before he made himself comfortable on my lap but I moved myself away from his sweaty head.

"Oh dear heavens. Please drive."

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After the long drive with an intoxicated man trying to place his head on my lap, we finally made it home. I had to stay quiet going upstairs though. With the help of Mr. Carter, I finally got Harry to stay in my bedroom, deciding that it's risky to let him stay in a guest room.