Nerd || H.S

Chapter 16

Harry sat on the edge of the bath as I bent down slightly and grabbed a damp paper towel from on top of the sink, patting Harry's fresh wounds carefully in an attempt to clean up the blood leaking from them.

He inhaled sharply through his teeth as I carried on cleaning the graze on his cheekbone, pulling away quickly at the indication of his pain. "Sorry." I voiced as he nodded and replied, "It's alright." His deep voice was slightly croakier and quieter than usual.

We made our way into Harry's bedroom and both sat on the edge of his bed. "Tell me what happened." I calmly instructed as Harry began to explain.

~ HARRY'S POV ~

~ FLASHBACK TO EARLIER THAT DAY ~

"Fucking open up!" An angry voice shouted from outside my house. "Liam, stay here." I voiced, holding my hand up to keep Liam in his position whilst he sat on my sofa.

I swiftly opened the door with a confused look, was grabbed by the collar of my grey t-shirt and dragged out of my own house.

"Get the fuck out." The dreaded familiar face from the recent party I had attended greeted me and swung for me, succeeding and clipping me right in the mouth.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" I exclaimed, holding Adam back with my hand on his chest. Similar height, maybe a little bit smaller but not intoxicated this time.

"How fucking dare you embarrass me in front of my girlfriend?!" He shouted, still on my front lawn, slowly moving to the left of it with every stride. "Thea isn't your fucking girlfriend, she told me everything and you're an asshole."

"She's a bitch. A whore. I hate her, she doesn't deserve happiness!"

Anger built up inside of me at his harsh words as I couldn't control my actions, automatically punching him straight in the face, popping him in the eye. He became wobbly on his feet and attempted to hit me hard, almost getting me in the eye also, but missing.

I dragged him to the floor by the back of his neck and straddled his torso, throwing multiple punches to his face. Adam brought his right hand up and hit my face away, knocking me off balance slightly.

He quickly sat up and pushed my head to the ground, grazing the side of my face but swiftly getting back up. I rubbed the sore patch above my cheek and pulled my fingers away to find blood stained on them.

I shook my head and ran my fingers through my curls, pushing Adam back onto the ground by his shoulders and assuming back into my previous position on top of him. Punching and punching and punching.

I didn't want to stop. His words about Thea echoed through my mind and I couldn't control myself. I carried on hitting him even a minute after he had passed out. I eventually stopped.

I stood up, tracing my large hands down my face at the mess I had left below me, towering over Adam unconscious on the concrete, not even sure of where I was.

With my house nowhere in sight, I took a last glance at what was left after the event, bruises scattered all over his face already began to form. Cuts and blood everywhere.

I left him there, not believing what I had just done. It felt like I wasn't even awake during this whole thing, I felt almost unconscious, not even remembering any part of what I did, it was just a blur, only the sight of Adam lying messily on the floor to remind me. I guess I didn't know my own strength.

The streets were empty and no one was around to witness what had happened between us.

I strolled around the unrecognisable streets, not understanding how we got so far during our scrap, sitting down anywhere I could find to try and calm down.

...

A while later, I still sat and reflected. But thankfully, I found my stomach lift up at the comforting sound of Thea's voice calling for me.

~ END OF FLASHBACK ~

~ THEA'S POV ~

"And that's how it happened." Harry ended the story. "Please don't say you're angry at me..." Harry hung his head low once again and fiddled with his fingers in his lap.

"Oh my god Harry, you're so cute. I'm obviously not angry... If anything, he deserved whatever he got." Harry half smirked and half smiled at my statement, pleased with my calm reaction. "Harry, as long as you're okay."

I flung my arms around him as he hugged back and smiled into my neck. Being careful with his recent injuries, I turned my head towards Harry's face as he did the same.

I gazed into his emerald eyes, still tangled in our embrace and clamped my hand over his jaw, his hand travelling to the back of my head and pulling my face closer to his.

Lost in the intimate moment, we locked lips, not for the first time apparently - throwback to our drunk kiss.

Our lips moved perfectly together, we pulled away once and connected again quickly, feeling Harry smile into the kiss. My eyes snapped open at the sudden noise. "Thea... Harry?" We heard Liam shout from half way up the stairs.

Harry and I glanced at each other and laughed lightly as Liam walked into Harry's bedroom - thankfully not seeing anything that was just going on. Harry placed his large hand onto my thigh and looked to the left over at Liam. "I thought you guys had left me." Liam laughed and flashed his gorgeous smile.

"Nope, still here. I was just telling Thea what happened." Harry briskly replied to his friend. I observed Harry's face as he spoke and everything about this boy seemed to be beautiful.