27•01•2013
Hanna's POV
"Harry. That was stupid" I said.
"I know. I didn't want to fight him" he said back.
"I know" I said quietly. He sighed and walked towards me. When I didn't back up, he took my hands. He looked at my wrists. His hands had left small bruises, each identical to his fingers. He brought my wrists up to his lips and kissed all the bruises. He kept his gaze locked on me. I got distracted by his gaze, before I realized his lip and corner of his eyebrow were bleeding. I pulled away, leaving Harry looking confused.
"Come here" I said as I grabbed his wrist and lead him towards the kitchen. I grabbed a soft ice-pack and handed it towards him. "Put it on your lip" I said to him.
"Hanna, you don't need to-"
"Shut up. Put it on your lip" I said as I grabbed a tissue and wet it. He did what I said as I dabbed his eyebrow. I put a little band aid on his eyebrow and pulled his ice pack away from his lip, placing in on his head. I started to dab his lip with some detol disinfected.
"Oww!" Harry winced.
"Oh, stop being a big baby" I chuckled back. He smiled a bit. "There" I said finishing the cleansing of his injuries.
"Thank you" he whispered.
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FanfictionHanna and Harry used to be best friends. Then Harry went away to go on the X Factor and presume his life long dream. Pretty soon, Hanna became famous for singing in a band too. They drift away because Harry says something he can never take back. But...
