Have A Little Faith (Harry Styles FanFic)

29-Right Here In My Arms

ARTIST: HIM           SONG: Right Here In My Arms

..."...So hard she's trying...But her heart won't turn to stone... oh no...She keeps on crying...But I won't leave her alone...She'll never be alone..."...

"Your girl flipped shit on me, that's what's wrong." Jake says as he rakes his fingers through his light brown hair.

"What do you mean?"

"I went in to check on her about a half an hour ago and at first, I thought she was sleeping but I heard her making all these noises. I figured she was having a bad dream so I went over and shook her to wake her up; she started screaming and swinging at me. I got the hell out of there after that."

"Fuck..." I groan as I make my way to Jake's room.

"I'll be upstairs if you need me." Jake says as I open his bedroom door and I just nod before going in and closing the door behind me. 

Faith is sitting on Jake's bed with her knees pulled up to her chin and she is rocking herself back and forth. 

When she sees me, she makes a small noise and holds her arms out to me. 

I drop down on Jake's bed and before I can even put my crutches down, Faith glues herself to my side. 

I wrap my arms around her as she begins to shake.

"Shh...it's okay pretty girl, I'm here now."

"I think I scared Jake."

"Jake's fine. How are you?"

"Better now that you're here. You're back sooner than I thought you would be."

"Yeah, mom had to get her stuff from grams and she wanted to see her for a little bit before she flew home."

"I'm really sorry I couldn't meet her today."

"Don't worry about that. I'm sorry I couldn't stay with you, when you needed me."

"I had your shirt, so you were still with me remember?"

"Did it help?"

"Yes, thank you for giving it to me."

"You're welcome. How are you feeling?"

"Sore."

"You sound tired."

"I am, I couldn't sleep last night because I was so excited about today and then mom...did this to me...the pain is taking a lot out of me."

"Let's go home and take a nap until dad gets home okay."

"I don't want your dad to see me like this."

"I know you don't but he's going to see you considering you will be living in his house." I chuckle as the two of us make our way out of Jake's basement. 

After we get in the van I toot the horn to let Jake know we are leaving and ten minutes later, I park the van in my driveway and Faith and I go in the house and head straight for my bedroom.

Faith pulls the covers back and gently lowers herself on the mattress and I don't miss the wincing face she makes as she settles herself in my bed. I sit down on the bed so I am beside her and facing her at the same time. I place my hand on her hip and look into her eyes.

"Don't take this the wrong way but I can't stand the thought of you wearing Jake's sweatpants anymore."

"So take them off." She chuckles and I do as she says; she lifts her hips and I take the sweatpants off and toss them to the floor before looking at her again.