Pyschopath ||•Harry Styles•||

28:Paper Doll.

Raelynn

I woke up with my body aching, new bruises cover my skin. This time I couldn't move because this time he was still here. Usually when I woke up from one of his tantrums he'd be gone but this time he was asleep. His head rested on my stomach and his arm was wrapped tightly around my waist.

I started trembling and tried my hardest to stay quiet I was scared to wake him. He moved around he smacked his lips together and got more comfortable on me. He looked more peaceful in his sleep, he looked less of a monstrous psychopath and more of a sweet gentleman.

I didn't realize that I had moved his hair from his face. My fingers moved to trace his jaw line. I couldn't lie and say that Harry isn't gorgeous because like Jake said he's the sexiest thing I'd ever seen in my life.

Jake. I miss my best friend. I haven't seen him in a very long time. I'm sure Harry found a way to get me out of school so no one will suspect anything.

I heard him sigh then I felt his eyelashes move under my hand. I quickly moved my hand but he grabbed it and looked at me with a blank look in his eyes.

"I'm-" he put my hand back on his cheek before I could finish talking.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled. "I'm sorry."

And I said, "I'm not a paper doll. You can't hurt me anymore anytime you want. Look at me, look at my body. Harry, I'm covered in blue and purple bruises because of you losing your temper."

"I know, Raelynn. But I'm trying to get better I really am. I just can't help it, it's not me, I swear it's not me."

"You won't take your medicine, just do as your mother asks and help the both us. Just take your meds."

I felt like I was negotiating with a kid of didn't want to take the medicine to help fix their flu or something.

"I'm so sorry." He cried into my stomach.

"Let's make a deal. You take your meds and stop asking for you to let me leave. I'll stay with you willingly if you get better and stop hurting me."