SCREEN | Harry Styles ((DISCONTINUED))

19. Rosie

Sorry for my long absence.
So in return for not updating this past couple of days.

Here's a quite longer chapter than usual.

Here's Chapter: Another side of Edward and ROSIE!!!

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Lilac - Tigran Hamasyan

Aislin took one last sip of her carbonated drink, placing the cup down and stared at the empty cartons of once was filled with food. She turned her head to face Edward, whom was leaning back on the couch and stared up at the ceiling looking deep in thought.

"How's your leg?" Asked Edward, causing Aislin to jump slightly in shock. "Uhm, it's alright..." She answered, looking down to fiddle with her fingers.

A shiver traveled down her spine as a wave of breeze flew into the room through the window. Her shirt - which had small holes on it from the burning ashes of the building - was not enough to keep her warm along with knee-cut shorts. Edward notice as he stood up and shut the window close, reaching into the cabinets of the drawers and tossing at her a soft-cotton blue blanket.

Aislin held the blanket close, looking back at Edward who plopped back down beside her. "I'll get you new clothes to wear tomorrow," he spoke softly, leaning back and crossing his arms - making himself comfortable as his eyes slowly shut tightly.

Aislin wrapped the blanket around herself and she too made herself comfortable on her side of the couch. She faced him, watching his face go calm and become gentle as they readied themselves to be asleep. She had finally found another face of Edward that she found pleasant to look at.

She smiled to herself before closing her own eyes and shortly heading to sleep after.

***

Edward awakens and the sight in front of him surprised him - centimetres apart his and Aislin's faces were. He leans back a little, moving away from her as he takes in more of her facial features. He had now taken notice of her nose and that Bert had a similar kind followed by her pink lips. Her ginger hair gracefully falling over her face, he smirks in amusement before he reaches out his hand to push the strand behind her ear.

He then freezes after.

What has gotten over him so suddenly?

Was it because he had met her brother? He hadn't plan on even actually end up staying at the hospital for more than a minute - even more than an hour. But after seeing Bert in such pitiful state, he had suddenly grown a small portion of protectiveness for Bert - even so; Aislin.

He stands up from his seat and fix his hair to his liking before reaching into his pocket for his phone. He notices that he has gotten a text message from Liam telling him that he had gone out to get breakfast for everyone.

'Mind buying clothes for bait girl?' -E'

'already on it. -L'

Sensible Liam at the most.

'hey, isn't it.... that day? -L'

Edward clutched his phone tightly and forced himself to reply back.

'yeah... - E'

He shoves his phone back into his pocket harshly as he shut his eyes, taking in deep breaths to calm himself down. It was a harsh day for Edward, and he knows it all to well. His mind then wanders to the thought of Marcel. He really hopes that the bastard, Ronalds, doesn't do anything to him. Marcel; his only family left for sure. He lets out a stressful sigh; he needs a joint.