Warning: This chapter will contain abuse and it will be very emotional. So BE PREPARED.
*three years earlier*
This is Harry's story.
Harry's jaw dropped, eyes broad as he watched Gemma stealing the last piece of cake on his plate. He saved it for the last bite because it was the tastiest (there were several chocolate chips that Harry picked out from the other pieces. Collected all on the one that Gemma was shoving in his mouth)
"You didn't." Harry's lip jutted out in a pout and he looked at his sister with such sadness that it made her roll her eyes.
"Can't even tease my younger brother anymore without getting weak with that puppy eyes huh?" She chuckled before grabbing her purse and gave Harry some money before she winked at her 17 year old brother.
"Go ahead and grab a new one" she chuckled softly and shook her head leaning back with her coffee and watched the biggest grin appear on Harry's face as he happily pushed a hand through his curls and stood up again walking over to the friendly woman behind the counter.
"I'd like to have another slice since my sister was all meanie and stole the best one." He raised a serious eyebrow.
The lady behind the counter laughed and smiled gently, throwing a wink at Gemma.
They were having their usual brother and sister Sunday meeting. Since Gemma moved out, Harry has been missing his big sister more than ever and so they decided to do this every second week. Settle down in their favourite cafe and chatting, eating and drinking coffee. Harry loved it.
As long as Gemma didn't steal his food.
"Thanks!" He exclaimed softly and took the plate before he turned around, sucking in a sharp breath because he almost stumbled into the man that was suddenly standing in front of him. Harry would have been red as a tomato if he would have ruined his shirt with cake.
"A bit feisty today, aren't we?"
His deep voice caused Harry to blush even though he couldn't be much older than Harry. Maybe two or three years.
He was intimidating.
"S-sorry didn't notice anyone standing behind me.." Harry brought his sparkling green eyes up to the man who looked down at him with brown orbs that were almost a shade too dark to be human.
Harry shook his head.
"Will be more careful next time" he giggled shyly and watched an amused smile pulled on the mans lips.
"Is there a next time?" He smirked, leaving Harry standing there in complete confusion.
"If you'd like to.. My name is Will."
~ Present ~
Harry let out a long breath watching a small cloud form in front of his mouth as he let the warm air escape. It always fascinated him. He liked to remember how Gemma and him used to 'smoke' like this. They thought they'd be so cool.A small chuckle left Harry's lips before he frowned again. It all started in that small cafe with the lovely woman behind the counter that would always give Harry an extra slice if he ordered some.
How could he know how this would go out.
~
Dark hair that curled so softly around his ears and in his neck, a skin so pale and perfect that Harry squinted his eyes but he couldn't find any flaws.
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