Perfect

Chapter Four

Songs for this chapter

Pearl – Katy Perry

FU – Miley Cyrus

Wonderwall – Oasis

Rhiannon's Point of View

"Yes exactly"

We sat in the courtyard for a while, just the two of us. It was a nice feeling; I felt like myself, I felt safe. It was nice to finally talk to someone about everything, especially to someone like Harry, he's a person you feel like can be open to about anything. While eating our lunch we got to know each other a bit better. I learnt about his family, he's from a place in England called Homes Chapel, he has an older sister named Gemma, and his mum's named Anne, his dad's named Desmond but they split when he was seven years old. He has four best friends which are from the band that is Liam, Niall, Louis and Zayn who's not in it anymore.

"Yeah, when I was younger things weren't too great at home; it got to the point where I didn't want to come home. My dad, he would come home from work and drink till he couldn't function anymore. My mum continuously told him to stop, otherwise we were leaving. He stopped for a while, a few months actually, until they had a fight. He came home late one night completely blind, I was only 6 years old, he would abuse my mum and my sister, calling them names, hitting them and all that."

"Oh my god Harry I'm so sorry"

I knew it was my turn to comfort him and tell him it was okay. I moved closer to him and placed my hand on his shoulder giving it a light squeeze.

"He hit both of them right in front of me, I didn't know what to do, so I started screaming, he turned to me and came charging at me and hit me over the head. All I could hear was my mum crying, screaming don't hurt him, I was okay so I got up and grabbed the phone and dialled the police. They came within 15 minutes grabbed him and took him away. That was the last time I saw my dad"

"Harry. I am so sorry"

"It's okay it's all over now, that's how I started singing and writing music and now I'm happier than I'll ever be"

He smiled at me and I could swear my insides exploded. He was the definition of a god. His green eyes pierced into my own and I lost all feeling in my body.

The bell suddenly rang and we quickly grabbed our things and made our way to our lockers.

We grabbed our books and he we headed to my class, I had politics.

"Thanks for walking me to class Harry; really, you didn't have to"

"It's alright, I wanted to"

We stood there for about what felt like 10 years when really it was a couple of seconds. We stood there staring at each other wondering what would happen. Before he could do anything I leant in and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I turned and opened the door; I walked in finding my seat leaving Harry outside with an expression of shock spread all of over his face.

I sat down in my seat and leant my elbows on the desk.

"What did I do?" I gripped my hair in my hands, trying to find an answer.

Class commenced, with the teacher introducing the intention for today's class. I came to this class wanting to pay attention and actually wanting to learn something but all I could think of was Harry. I mean I don't like him or anything. At least I think I don't. Half way through the class we were told to answer a bunch of questions relating to what we'd just learnt, I nearly finished when I felt a vibration in the pocket of my jeans.