Sweet Bad Boys || Harry Styles AND Luke Hemmings

Chapter 14: Bruises

OMG I AM SO SORRY GUYS I HAVENT UPDATED SINCE BEFORE THE JONAS BROTHERS

 

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Hazel's POV

I quickly wash my face and look up into the mirror.

Oh my god.

I could barely even recognize myself. I looked horrible. There was dry blood around my nose and I had bruises and cuts around my entire face, most looked like they were going to leave a scar. I could feel my eyes start to sting but I really really didn’t want to cry. I felt a lump in my throat until I started to make a weird noise. I couldn’t hold in my tears anymore. I know I was really dumb for crying but I didn’t realize how bad I was actually hurt. I let out what I thought to be a quiet sob until I heard the door open.

“Hazel?”

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Luke’s POV

I had heard a quiet sob from the bathroom. What was that?

A couple seconds later I heard another. Is Hazel Grace alright? I tiptoed over to the bathroom and looked inside. Her face was all puffy with tears staining her teeth.

“Hazel?”

She looked up at me and quickly wiped her face.

“Oh um, sorry I was taking so long.” She grabbed her clothes and started to exit the bathroom. I quickly put up my arm to stop her.

“Why were you crying? What’s wrong?” I asked her while she avoided my gaze.

“I just had something in my eye.” She mindlessly stated. I noticed she was gently carsessing her cheek.

I pointed to the deep cuts in her cheek. “Is it because of these?” ck

All she did was nod while another tear escaped her eye. If I could kill the man who did this to her I would. I quickly pulled her into a hug while I could feel her tears making my shirt wet.

“Shh… you’re still beautiful.” I whispered trying to calm her, even though the statement was beyond true. Even with all of those cuts and scrapes she still looked prettier than any girl I know.

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It had been 30 minutes since I calmed her down and we were still sitting on the couch. She was sitting on my lap with her head on my chest while I had my arms wrapped around her tummy. We weren’t doing or saying anything but I didn’t care, I was extremely comfortable.

A couple minutes later I noticed Hazel fell asleep so I laid down across the couch so Hazel was on top of me. I pulled a blanket over us while Hazel snuggled against me making my heart beat faster.

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*Bloop*

What… the…

*Bloop*

I glanced at the clock. 5 am? What is going off this early?

I saw Hazel’s phone being lit up. She won’t mind if I checked it right?

I quickly let go of her hoping she wouldn’t wake up and checked her phone.

*2 New Messages From Harry Styles*

Why was that twat texting her? Especially this early in the morning? I clicked view message.

*Hey love, sorry I got you in trouble with Spencer *

*Hey beautiful I miss you*

Does he not get the hint? I like Hazel, and it’s almost obvious she doesn’t like him. Plus after all he’s done does he really think Hazel will give him the time of day.

She must have, if he has her number. My subconscious annoyingly buds in.

Before I could think I pressed delete. What if Hazel gets mad? Oh wait- she won’t she won’t ever even know she got messages from the prick Harry.

I smiled to myself and quickly fell back to sleep.