Unethical

Chapter 7: Grateful

Widening my eyes while staring deeply into Harry's light forest green eyes, I then eye all of them. They seriously just broke the law and killed the human for me.

I honestly don't know what I'm feeling right now. I'm so confused in the fact that I thought so wrong about them hating me. Or also the fact that they just killed a human being.

I should feel protected, but my mind is fooling me right now.

"Okay." Swallowing the lump in my throat right after I agree with them to not speak any of this to Adam, Harry smiles.

"I'm sorry for what happened and for making you keep it a secret from Adam Emma." Harry shows some sort of pity through his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm just very thankful with you all for saving me back there." I hint up a small smile.

A small smile curls up in Harry's lips, while he stares at me in awe. I look back at him, trying to show him how thankful I am just by staring into his eyes.

It's weird to be acting and treating Harry like this, but I'm so grateful of his existence right now. If it weren't for that, what would've happened to me? A few days ago, I never thought I'd be so grateful and thankful with Harry, but here I am. Safe, alive and not raped, and all thanks to him.

Harry turns on the engine of the car, and slowly reverses his way out of the parking spot. The short drive back to the house is quiet and relaxed.

"Do you need help getting off?" Harry turns to question me as he shuts off the car.

"No, I can do it.....I just.." Swallowing the lump in my throat, I stop.

"What is it?" Concern is written in his face features.

"Do I just walk in with this on?" I point at Harry's white button up, which still covers a third of my body.

"Uhhh.." It seems to struck them all like lightning.

"I mean, I don't care...but don't you think they'll suspect something?" Meaning to the family inside, I state.

"You're right." Camely blurts out.

"Okay I have an idea!"Louis beams excitedly all of a sudden.

"Zayn and I will go inside the house. I'll distract the family while Zayn runs upstairs to get some of your clothes for you." He claps, once he's finished talking.

"Yeah you fucking idiot, then what is she gonna tell them when they ask why she's changed?" Harry retorts back.

"I got that covered too. She can just tell them, her other clothes were very uncomfortable so when we came to drop off the groceries, Emma changed." Louis explains.

"I gotta admit that's a good plan mate." Zayn looks over at Harry.

"Okay, just make sure you don't get caught bringing her clothes out of the house." He warns them.

Louis shakes his head in approval. He finally opens his door, but Harry speaks again.

"Camely go with them and help them get something decent for Emma." Camely only nods as well and follows Zayn and Louis.

Harry and I are then left alone. I watch the three of them from the car as they enter through the front door.

"How are you feeling?" His deep voice fills the small space.

"I'm okay, you?" Keeping my head leaned on the seat, I turn a bit to get a glimpse of his face. His eyes focus of the steering wheel.

"I'm fine, just glad you're okay." He then turns to face me.