gravity //h.s//

singing in the shower

Dustin's P.O.V~  

Harry had showed me around the small flat making sure he left nothing out.

"So where will I be sleeping?" I asked when he was done talking.

"Oh yeah um sorry but you'll be sleeping on the sofa it pulls out so it's really a sofa bed. I hope you don't mind," he replied seeming embarrassed that he had no where for me to properly sleep.

"It's okay Harry really just having a building to be in is enough," I smiled at him kindly. He just nodded and disappeared into the kitchen.

"So what do you want to eat Dustin? Pizza?" he asked peeking his head out from the kitchen doorway. I nodded at him.

"That would be great Harry thank you," I replied. I heard him open the microwave hitting a few buttons then the ding meaning he would be rounding the corner with hot food any minute.

"Here you go madam," Harry smiled placing the pizza on the table. I attacked that slice like i've never seen food. Harry just kind of stared at me like I was a wild animal. Truth is we're all wild animals but some of us have become tame while living in a society like ours.After Harry and I finished eating sleep was calling my name. Harry went into his room around 10:30 and I was getting drowsier by the minute so by the time I pulled out the sofa bed I was almost acting like a zombie. I laid down my head thinking of the days events and hoped to god I wouldn't have that same nightmare. But since I'm in this loving environment I don't think that will happen.

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I woke up and heard the pitter patter of water running.

"Harry must be taking a shower"
Then I heard a voice rising above the water.

"I don't care what they say i'm in love with you, they try to pull me away but they don't know the truth" his voice echoed through the small flat. I got off the small sofa-bed and walked towards the bathroom.

"My heart's crippled by the vein that I keep on closing" I sang just audible enough for myself to hear. But then the shower turned off and Harry was pulling at the curtain. I panicked. So I grabbed a towel and threw it at Harry. He lightly screamed.

"Spying on me 'eh?" he said a smile creeping onto his face.

"N-no I just heard the water and you singing and I just wanted to say you have a nice voice," I stammered.

"Oh uh you heard that?" he asked his cheeks turning red.

"Yeah, why?" I asked slightly confused.

"Oh no reason. So I'm taking you shopping today, since in fact you were a runaway I think it would be nice if you had more clothes" He said gripping the towel,walking into his room and closing the door.

"Listen, Harry runaways travel light and although its really sweet of you I don't need clothes" I replied pushing my ear up to the door so I could hear his response.The door swung open and out walked a fully clothed Harry drying his hair with a towel.

"No we are end of discussion" he said throwing the towel onto a chair.

"But--"

"No but's we're going and that's final Missy," he answered ruffling my hair. He started walking towards the door so I followed him.

"Fine Mr. Bossy Pants," I mumbled walking in front of him.

"I heard that," he said shutting the door.

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We returned back to his flat and we had enough clothing to last me a whole year. Harry doesn't question my wardrobe or why when he wakes up I'm sometimes not there, he cares about me but he understands why I need to get out sometimes. I sad down on the sofa completely and utterly exhausted. I looked over at Harry and he looked confused.

"You just took clothes off the racks not even questioning them and said you liked it. I've never seen someone shop like that," he said sitting down next to me. I thought about his words for a second and thought about my own words carefully.

"Well I mean I don't like being judged and even though clothing has no feeling I don't like judging people or things because someone worked very hard to make those clothes and they shouldn't be judged. So as long as they fit me and are in my style range I accepted them," I replied looking into Harry's eyes.

"Okay it's official your standing up for clothing Dustin your crazy," he said smiling. I just laughed.

"So what if I am, a little craziness never hurt nobody," I replied leaning back on the sofa hearing it squeak as I did.

"You're right," was all he said as he leaned back next to me.