Chapter Two

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Harper’s P.O.V.

The moon cast an eerie light over my pink bedspread as Zach and I lay underneath the covers.

 I looked over at the dark haired boy; he seemed so calm and peaceful asleep. He didn’t look like a boy who had watched his family being slowly torn apart by violence.

 Asleep he looked like the boy I met seven years ago, my best friend.

“No!” a little boy tried to grab his hat out of a big boys hand

“Come on midget, jump!” the boy taunted, holding the hat higher

“Please! Just give it back, you meenie!” the boy squealed looking helplessly at his hat floating two feet above his head.

Meanwhile  a brown haired girl had been watching from the sidelines when she stepped forward, unable to take his pain anymore

“Let go of the hat, meat head!” she said to the big boy, trying to make sure her voice didn’t waver

“ohhhhh the midget has a girlfriend” the boy said in a false girl voice

”I said, let go of the HAT!” the girl ran up to the big boy and put all her strength behind her little leg and rammed him in his crown jewels.

The big boy dropped the hat and moaned loudly and fell to the floor.

The girl turned away in disgust and walked up to the boy who was looking at her with his jaw hanging open.

“Hi, I’m Harper, wanna be friends?” the girl held out her hand expectantly

“Ummmm, s-s-sure, I’m Zach” the boy went to shake the girls hand when she wrapped her arms around him tightly

“We’re going to be the bestest friends!” she said letting him go

The black haired boy smiled at her softly brushing strands of black hair out of his face.

After that day we had been inseparable.

Zach was the quiet, calm and brainy and I was the loud, quick tempered and naughty. We are polar opposites but we understand each other better than any other person on the planet.

And we couldn’t stand to see each other in pain

Just like tonight.

I knew Zach’s mum and dad fought, but I never thought it was physical. Zach had never told me about it, we told each other everything. How long has this been going on for?

I looked down at the boy I could never stand to lose and sighed

He must have had a reason.

With the questions clouding my head I fell into an uneasy sleep.

Zach’s P.O.V.

I woke to the sound of rushing water. I turned around under the warm cover and reached for Harper. But all my hands found were empty folds of sheets.

I sat up rubbing my eyes blinking against the glare of the sun that was streaming through the open sheer curtains.

I looked around the bright room, searching for Harper.

The bathroom door suddenly opened and Harper walked out pulling a brush through her chestnut hair. 

Her hazel eyes were dim with sleepiness and her cheeks we red with the heat of the shower, she looked older somehow, in a way I couldn’t place.

“Hey sleepy” she said smiling

“mo-mo-morning” I yawned

I looked out the window again, the sun was in the wrong spot in the sky

“What time is it?” I asked turning back to Harper

“Half past two, we slept a while”

I got out of the warm bed and trudged to the bathroom and stretched.

Oh crap! I forgot my clothes, damn!

I stuck my head out the door

“Hey Harper, do you have any clothes I could borrow?”

She looked at me in confusion, then she grinned

“Zach, you didn’t tell me you wanted to be a girl? Why didn’t you tell me?” she pouted

“Ha ha very funny now an—“ I stopped because a big ball of cloth hit my face and then hit the floor

I picked up the clothes off the floor

“Thankyou” I said shutting the door

I looked down at the clothes in my hand

They were mine?

Oh right, they were the spare pair I kept at Harper’s house cause I stayed over so much.

I chucked them along with the clothes I was wearing on the floor and turned on the shower.

I watched as the mirror fogged up, it looked as though my face was twisting and changing under the steam.

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A/N: Sorry it was so short, i will write more on the weekend!!! please comment, vote and like!!! new update on sunday...... chao amigos

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