cigarette daydream ✧ harry au

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logan

I walked in the building. I felt like I was breaking into a million pieces. I stood at the door trying to calm myself down so when I walked in, if they were there, they wouldn't ask what was wrong. all I have to do is go to my room. I unlocked the door and slowly walking in.

"hey, Logan." Harry said not looking up from his phone. this was going well. I'm almost to my room. now I have to make sure I don't sound like I have been crying.

"h-hey." I sniffled. God dammit. one thing. I was so close. maybe he wasn't paying attention. I started picking up my pace to my room.

"what's wrong." he said looking up.

"nothing." I said looking away so he would see my tear stained cheeks.

"no, tell me." he said walking over to me. I could feel the tears swelling up in my eyes. no, not now tears.

"I-it's nothing. I'm going to my room." I said stuttering as a tear fell down. I turned in the direction of my room, but was stopped by Harry gently grabbing my wrist.

"why are you crying?" he asked.

"I'm not crying. you're crying." I said trying to make myself stifle a laugh, pushing away from him. I started chewing on my bottom lips trying to stop the tears. I was still looking away.

"yes you have. I know you think I'm stupid, but I would know when someone has been crying." he said. I didn't say anything. "look at me." he said softly. I did as he said.

"just tell my what happened, you can trust me." he added rubbing my arm in comforting way.

"no, I can't." I said.

"yes you can, please?" he said.

I knew Harry was right about Matt, but I still didn't listen. I know that Harry has a bad temper so I was trying to say something that wouldn't set him off. as I thought about what to say about the occurrences of tonight, I couldn't help, but start crying again. what's wrong with me, I'm not a crier. I don't let people see me cry. it makes me feel insecure.

"please don't say I told you so. please." I pleaded.

"what are you talking about?" he asked cluelessly.

"you were right about Matt." I said. Harry immediately engulfed me in a hug.

"I knew this was going to happen. why couldn't you have just listened to me." he said raising his voice. "what the fuck did he do to you?" he asked. I could tell he was getting angry. "did he take advantage of you?" he said walking away. he looked like he was trying to calm himself down. I stayed silent letting the tears fall more. I hate crying. it makes me feel inferior.

"I swear to fucking God I will kill him." he said. "Logan, are you going to tell me what happened or not?" he growled. I was quite scared at how mad he was getting. I've never seen him this mad or atleast this mad at me. I didn't even know that he could get this mad. I guess he could tell I was getting frightened with his anger because once he saw me his face immediately softened.

"I'm scaring you aren't I?" he asked. I nodded slowly as a few more tears slid down my cheeks. I did my best to keep them wiped away. he pulled me close to him as he rubbed my back. "Logan, I would never hurt you. I promise that." he said. "just tell me what happened." he said softly.