Lost H.S

Chapter 13

I watched as Harry played with his food. He opened his mouth to speak but closed it right after, not knowing what to say. I sat here patiently as he found the right words to say.

He sighed and pushed his full plate away from him as he stood up. I watched on as he started to pace my kitchen looking like he was gonna be sick. I grabbed his arm which made him stop "sit down Harry" he took a deep breath before sitting down in the chair next to mine.

"I don't know where to start" I went to remove my hand from his arm but he grabbed it and held it tightly as if afraid I'll leave even though it's my apartment.

"What was that yesterday, with my dad?" He ran his other hand through his hair "we have some bad blood" I gave him a look for him to continue.

"A few years ago I was in a really bad place and something I did involved your father and I regret everything I did" he looked down at our hands that were resting in his lap "I'm still mad at him for what happened"

He squeezed my hand and looked back up at me "you walked in at the wrong moment. We were arguing and he said something that really got to me and I snapped"

"I was gonna tell you what happened but then again you slapped me and told me to leave you alone, yet again I did something that I haven't done in a while" he looked down ashamed with his actions.

"Kyle told me about the drinking" he let out a breath which sounded like a laugh "of cause he did"

"Last night was the first time in a while that I've touched a bit of alcohol. When you told me to leave I thought I might as well give up trying to tell you how I feel"

My eyes widened at what he just said "you barely know me"

He smiled at me "that may be the case but I feel like I've known you for years" that's exactly how I feel. There is just something about him that makes me feel something I haven't felt in a very long time.

All of a sudden he stood up and pulled me up with him "come on" I gave him a confused look as I followed him into the living room. "We still need to talk" he nodded his head as he sat down on the couch "I know but I want to hold you"

I could feel my cheeks heat up when he pulled me down with him and wrapped his arm around my shoulders as he pulled me closer to him. I rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes when he started to play with my hair.

I wish we didn't have to talk so we could stay like this all night.

"What you said last night-" 

"I use to be with this girl, we met in high school and were together for about five years before she..." I lifted my head to see his eyes closed in pain. I rested my hand on his knee "you don't have to say it"

"You remind me of her. Every time I look at you I see her" his voice cracked as he but his lip "but I know I'll never get her back"

My heart broke when a tear fell from his eye followed by more tears.  I wrapped my arms around him when he fully broke. He held me tightly to him as he cried leaving me even more heart broken.

I continued to hold him even when he stopped crying. After a while he rested his weight on me and I knew he had tired himself out. I tried to move from under but was unsuccessful when he groaned.

"Don't go" my heart broke even more at how vulnerable he sounded.

"It's getting late" he sat up and ran his hand through his hair once again "can I stay the night?"

I smiled "of course you can" he stood up and kissed my cheek before walking down the hall to my bedroom.

I cleaned up the kitchen before going to my room but stopped in the doorway. Harry was stood next to my bed in only his boxers. He looked over his shoulder and smirked when he noticed me staring "like what you see?"

Yes.

I walked over to my dresser and took out an old t-shirt and shorts "I've seen better" before I could turn around two warm hands rested on my hips which made my eyes widen.

I could feel his breath on my neck as he whispered in my ear "don't lie Abigail" he left a kiss on my neck and immediately the skin heated up at his touch. As soon as his touch was there it was gone, leaving me cold.

I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts starting to rise as I walked into the bathroom to change.

Harry was laying in my bed when I walked into the room and I immediately became nervous to be sleeping in the same bed as him.

He smiled when he saw me and patted the bed next to him "come here I don't bite"

I slowly walked over and slipped into the covers. Harry was quick to wrap his arm around me, pulling me into his body. I rested my head on his chest as his arm tightened around me as he sighed in content.

I'm so sorry about not updating! I've been busy at home and I'm rewriting an old story and that has taken most of my time but I'm back to this book as well.

Can we just talk about the fact that Harry has cut his hair 😱

Also thank you for over 400 reads ❤️