Cold. (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Twenty-One- Protected By a Fallen

   The next day Harry sat me down holding my hand tightly staring at it. The girls wouldn't be back for another two days. This was Harry's chance to tell me something he's always wanted to tell me. He took a deep breath and glanced at me. We were sitting in the living room and he seemed really nervous. I cocked my head to the side and blinked at him a few times.

        "Promise to trust me?" He stares at me.

        "Of course I trust you," I frown. "Why wouldn't I?"

        "Well, after listening you're going to think I'm crazy; promise to believe me?"

        I nod slowly. "Yeah, of course.."

        He smirks. "Alright...well, I'm supposed to be watching over you."

        I frown. "Watch over me? What are you talking about?"

        He takes a long exasperated sigh. "Gracie, do you believe in angels?"

        "Well, I went to church with my mother a few times. I can't say I've ever seen one though," I look back up at him. "Why are you asking me this?"

        He grabbed my other hand and peered at me. "If you've gone to church, do you remember the stories about Lucifer's Fall? And all of the other angels that fell with him?"

        I narrowed my eyes. "Where are you going with this?"

        Harry stared at me seriously before speaking again. "I was one of those angels that fell with him; my human name is Harry, but I was given the name Garron as one of the Fallen."

        I widen my eyes. "Y-You're...a fallen angel?" How was he supposed to have me believe something like this?

        He smiles softly. "I told you that you wouldn't believe me."

        I take my hands away slowly. "I...don't understand. Even if you are what you say you are, why are you helping me? Aren't you supposed to..." I shrug not wanting to say more.

        "Kill people?"

        I swallow hard. "Well, if you put it that bluntly..."

        "I've sinned a lot since I've been here on earth, Gracie."

        "So...you...you have?" I should be afraid of him. I have to be. So why am I still perfectly at ease around him?

        He hangs his head ashamed. "Yes. Once I did because I went crazy about you being hurt. Any other times where because of...Him."       

        I shiver. "So...they do all exist." I scoot away from him needing space. This was a lot to take in at once.

        He looked fearful grabbing my hands. "Please, don't give me that look. I would never hurt you. I told you I've been protecting you this whole time. I was assigned to you, and I've been looking for you for a very long time really."

        I frown. "Protect me? From what exactly? Are you like....my Fallen Guardian Angel?"

        He smiles ruefully. "I guess you could say that. Heaven gave me a chance to get back in; that was protecting you."

        I nod slowly. "So...that's it. But...what exactly are you protecting me from? I mean, I guess I was attacked twice but..."

        His expression grew grim. "You have no idea, do you?"

        "What do you mean?" He was kinda starting to scare me now. "Are...people after me?"

        "Answer that yourself," He says quietly. "Remember you were attacked in the woods?"