Falling to hard

Chapter two: Wake up

Okay guys! This chapter was very difficult for me to write because it's really out of my comfort zone. I don't usually write anything abusive. So if you do like that type of writing please let me know it will make me feel a whole lot better when I write.

OKAY ON WIT ZE CHAPTER

I was sitting at my desk with a pencil in my hand. Trying to think of something to draw, but my eyes kept roaming over to the piece of paper that lay nearly two feet away from me.

-flashback-

I woke up with a jolt when my body suddenly drifted off the edge of the couch, causing me to land on the hard wood floor. I remembered that Harry had slept here last night but when I looked in my room there was nothing but an empty bed and a piece of paper on my desk. It read,

Dear Trinity,

I'm assuming that you took me in last night and I thank you for that. But when you see me you don't need to fill me in on anything. And I won't ask any questions about what I was like. I have noticed you asleep on the couch and I'm going to leave before you wake up. Thank you for your help.

-H

-end of flash back-

I just kept reading it over and over. He doesn't want to know what happened last night. Which meant he doesn't remember our kiss. That's good, I told myself. He doesn't remember and he doesn't need to know because it didn't matter and it's to be forgotten. Which is what I have kept telling myself for the last hour. But being my dumbass self I'm standing in front of Harry's front door and Ive been standing out here for about twenty minutes. It's cold as fuck outside but I still didn't move.

"Pull yourself together!" I demanded myself whilst smacking my own forehead. "Okay that was stupid." I lifted my hand up to the door and gently knocked. But instead of Harry answering a man answered. His hair is greasy and messy. There's little stubble and he looks dirty.

"What do you want." He barked.

"Oh um I'm looking for-" I started to say.

"Dad what are-" I saw Harry over the mans shoulder.

"Shut up son I'm busy." He said back.

"Dad! Move out of the-" Harry hadn't gotten to finish his sentence when his father swung his hand back and slapped him real hard in the face. So hard it caused him to fall backward and stumble into a table. I gasped and backed up a little bit. Harry recovered pretty quickly and held his face which was now red with a slight hand marking. I must've looked shocked because Harry noticed me and told me he was fine.

"Harry!" I exclaimed.

"Okay dad just one second." He stepped around his dad and shut the door.

"What are you doing here?!" He whisper yelled.

"I came to talk to you about last night." I said.

"I left the note!" He made gestures with his hands.

"I saw the note but last night got kind of-" I started while laughing.

"I don't want to know." He stated.

"Well what happened just now. You have blood on your mouth." I pointed.

"It doesn't fucking matter! I'm fine. You and I are not friends. You let me stay at your house last night and thank you but we are not friends now and I don't want you to get hurt. So go. Please." He pleaded. I'm slightly taken back but I nodded backing up. I tripped on one of the stairs but I recovered quickly and ran away from there. When I'm at my house I crumpled up the note he left and threw it in the trash.

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Next day

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It's already lunch and Harry hasn't been around anywhere. Maybe he skipped today. I barely touched my food before I threw it away. Someone shoved me on my way out of the cafeteria and I fell against the wall.

"Bet you are every last bite of that cake didn't you, fatso." He said and I ran out of there as quick as possible. Lunch still wasn't over and I was thankful I'd be able to get to class early.

I sat in a seat in the very back. Harry strode into the class and at the moment, we were the only people in here.

"So. You seemed pretty adamant about telling me what happened the other day." He said sitting down in the seat next to me.

"It's fine. Not really that important." I said flipping threw random pages in my notebook. He nodded tapping his fingers on the desk. I began to get jittery in my seat and tapped my foot on the ground.

"We made out okay!" I suddenly shouted.

"We what?!" He looked at me shocked.

"I didn't mean for it to happen. But you kept telling me I was beautiful and hot and I couldn't stop looking at your lips. And then I don't know it just happened!" I explained rushing my words.

"We didn't- I mean, we didn't you know."

"No! I stopped it before it got to bad." He nodded.

"No one know. Okay? No one." He said.

"Wait why? Is something wrong with me? I mean-" I don't know why he wouldn't want anyone to know.

"No it's just- I can't explain it. But don't tell anyone." He said.

"Okay I won't." And with that he walked out of class just as it was starting and something told me, he wasn't even in that class to begin with.

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Alright this is an updated version of this chapter!!