Broken

Chapter 17

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I woke up early, so early it was practically dark. Harry lay next to me, his breathing calm and peaceful. I touched his tattooed arm, repainting the illustrations. He whimpered in his sleep as I kissed his eyebrow piercing, slipping out of his bed. I turned the shower on in his black-tiled bathroom, the water making goosebumps on my skin. I sang softy, my voice echoing round the room.

"I got that summertime, summertime sadness..."

I washed my hair with his shower gel, filling the room with the overpowering smell of mint and tea tree. I continued singing, slightly louder and getting into it. My singing always turned into a performance when I was in the shower.

I turned round and saw Harry leaning against the bathroom door, smirking at me. I screamed and wrapped the shower curtain round myself, turning the water off.

"Oh my god Harry!' I cried, "did I wake you?"

"Your a nice thing to wake up to," he said, grinning at the white curtain around me which had now turned see through.

I made a face at him, covering my body as much as possible.

"Harry get out! I'm... I'm-"

"Naked?"

"Yes, exactly. So don't look at me," I said firmly.

"You didn't mind before,' he grinned dirtily.

I picked up a bar of soap and threw it at him. He dodged it and laughed, closing the door to give me some privacy at last.

I washed the rest of my hair and body, wrapping a towel round me. Harry was sprawled on the couch watching crappy morning tv.

"Do you have to go to school today?" he groaned.

He looked at me with big puppy dog eyes, his bottom lip sticking out.

"Don't do this to me!" I cried, hiding my face so I couldn't see him.

"Please stay with me?" he asked.

He dragged me over to the couch, pulling me onto his torso. My towel started riding up, my thighs showing. I was pleased that I had shaved my legs the night before. He kissed my neck and chest area, pulling at my wet hair.

"Do you have nothing better to do with your time except making out with me?" I laughed.

"Nope. Theres nothing else I want to spend my time doing," he breathed in between kisses.

" I suppose I could stay off just this one time..."

"I agree," he said.

We decided to have a lazy day, lying in Harrys bed and watching random movies. Harrys phone rang, the name Gemma popping up.

"Sorry I better take this," he sighed.

He swiped to answer, putting it up to his ear. I could hear Gemma's voice from the other end, she sounded stressed and in a panic.

"Woah Gemma, slow down! what's wrong?" Harrys face fell at the sound of his sister upset.

I chewed my lip nervously, waiting for the big reveal.

"What? What's wrong with her? Is she okay?" he stammered, "okay I'm coming."

I looked at the way he moved around the room, frantically pulling on his clothes from yesterday.

"Wait Harry, what's going on?" I asked, confused.

"It's dad. He's back. Mum...she's...she's not in great shape," he explained.

What did he mean he's back?

"Harry calm down. Why did he leave?"

" He... I..."

I walked over to him, wrapping my arms round his shaking body.

"Ssshhh your okay, this isn't like you," I hushed.

"I'm scared Kristen," he whispered shakily.

I scrunched a bundle of his t-shirt in my hand, I had never seen him like this before. I could feel a tear splash on my shoulder. He wiped it away quickly, feeling embarrassed for crying in front of me. His face looked pale, like he was going to vomit.

"It's okay, I...I'm here," I said.

"I better go, I'm sorry," he said, pulling away from me reluctantly, "I'll explain later, I promise."

He kissed me sadly, his fingers slipping out of mine. I shivered as he ran out the door, a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. He glanced back at me, his eyes glassy and wet before walking away...