Have A Little Faith (Harry Styles FanFic)

9-Breakdown

SONG: Breakdown ARTIST: Breaking Benjamin

..."...This is not a free for all...I'll be there for you...'Til my heart is black and blue..."...

She lets out the smallest chuckle and runs her hands over her face before she looks at me again; her now neutral eye contact seems to have settled my nerves a little bit. She gives me a small nod telling me that she will hear me out.

"Okay so here's the thing. I have only ever been...well, intimate with one other person. Things with Amanda were...nice...but you...I didn't even know who I was while I was touching you. It's like my thoughts were completely gone and my body just took over. Your body seems to be...I don't know...almost magnetic to my touch. Towards the end, it's almost as though I could predict each moan. Each twitch of your body before it even happened...shit...does any of this make sense to you?"

"Yes...I told you I had a strange pull towards you Landon so your use of the word magnetic makes perfect sense to me. What you just did to me...I've never felt something so...powerful before...it's a little unsettling to be honest with you."

"Unsettling?" I ask in confusion.

"Yeah..." She whispers.

I watch as she pulls her bottom lip into her mouth with her teeth and she begins to chew on her flesh as her eyes dart around my bedroom. 

Her arms cross over her chest and her shoulders curl in as though she is trying to hide herself. 

I can almost feel the anxiety rolling off of her and I feel lost at the strange shift in her mood. 

One second she seemed at ease with our conversation but suddenly she seems very uncomfortable. 

I sit up and reach for my crutches and when she catches my movement her whole body jerks and a small whimper escapes her mouth.

The split second of eye contact I got from her only makes me feel more lost; I saw fear in her brown eyes. 

But why? 

Christ, her anxiety seems to be seeping into my own body as the seconds tick by; I need to do something or say something.

But what?

I remember her sad mood shifting to a happier one when I fed her last night so I guess it's worth a shot right now.

"What do you want for breakfast?"

"Huh?" She suddenly looks right at me with a small shake of her head; as though she just realized I was still in the room with her.

"Breakfast? What are you hungry for?" I give her a small smile.

"Oh...um...I can just get something when I get home...we should probably get going before my truck gets towed or something."

"Your truck isn't going to get towed and I am starving so you might as well eat with me." I say as I make my way out of my room and head for the kitchen. 

I force myself not to look over my shoulder to see if she is following me. 

I'm probably completely wrong, but I guess I figured she just needs a few minutes to herself.

Maybe she needs some time to gather her thoughts after the way I just touched her and after our surprisingly intense conversation that we had after I touched her.

When I get into the kitchen, and after I busy myself with putting a filter and grounds into the coffee pot, I turn around to see an empty hall. 

What is she doing?