Scars.

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  (song suggestions in this order.

1.Diana One Direction.

2.Look After You Louis Tomlinson.

3.Give Me Love Ed Sheeran.

4.Never Say Never The Fray.)

     I now find myself at the café where Harry took me a while ago. The weird thing about all of this is that we're not even together. It feels like it though. I'll try something new, forget about him. Okay if I can go about my day without hin I can do it for more days.

     It's a complete week without thinking about him. One week. I think back to my old days. The dark ones i'd cut almost everyday. The scars lie on my upper thigh and small ones on my forearm. Some I cover up with a bit of this foundation I found that really worked for it, but my scars are a bit faded now. I never want to go back there again.

       Forget about this. I need Harry. I need him to hold me when no one could in my darkest hours when I pondered about commiting suicide or not. I need him to be by my side when I need him most. He's the sun to my shine and sunset approaches. I want him to be there when i'm feeling down. I want to be there for him in his sad days. I want to understand him. I can't forget about him. I need him and he needs me. I'm determined to be his. His only.

       I drive to the house I was at only a few days ago. I rush out and ring the door bell. As I'm about to ring again Luke opens the door. "Hey what are you-" he starts. "I c-came to see Harry." I say walking in. I see a trail of glass as I walk to the source. Good thing I wore closed shoes. I walk in to a dim room and see Harry's tall silhouette. It appears as he's throwing something. A glass bottle. I rush over carefully over the broken glass and kiss him. The strong smell of alcohol hurts my nostrils but I don't break the kiss.

       He grabs my waist and let's go of the kiss. "What are you doing here?" he questions. "I came here for you." I say.

                    Harry's POV.

       She says she came here for me. I'm falling way too hard for this girl. It's the only time this has ever happened between a girl and I. I've never felt this sensation just with Alex. I love her. I pull her to my chest and lie my chin on her head. I only wish I could pause this moment and live here forever. I hope I don't ruin this. I think to myself.

     We walk to the guest room as mine is full of alcohol. It seems as the alcohol has left my system for now. I sit in the middle of the bed and she takes a seat at the foot of the bed.

     We talk about the most random things for an hour. I find out many things abiut her that I never knew. She's afraid of heights, spiders are her least favorite thing, her favorite artist is Ed Sheeran, she hates when the sink is full of dirty dishes, but the thing I learned about her is that she loves me just as much as I love her.

     "I know it's a bit too early for this Alex, but I- I love you."I say. I feel a weight off of my chest.

  "It's not early for me. I love you Harry." she says blushing.

   I look into her eyes and I swear all time stops.

    It's nearly 8:00 pm before we stop talking I ask her if she'd like to stay but she refuses. "Just promise you'll be at school please." she holds out her pinky. "Pinky promise?" she asks. I hold out my pinky and curl it with hers. "Pinky promise. I love you Alex." I say giving her a kiss on the cheek. "I love you Harry." she says getting into her car.

     I wave a final goodbye as she drives off. I'm just so not used to this but hopefully this relationship stuff will be easy.

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