Starting over

Chapter 8

It is now a day before my birthday! Every time I walk into a room someone hides something. They must be planning something for tomorrow. Whatever it is I will try to act surprised even though I know something will happen.

"Hey." I walk into the kitchen and Tess puts something behind her back. I pretend not to notice.

"Hey! So what do you want to do for your birthday tomorrow?" She asks me.

"Nothing real big. Maybe go out for dinner or something." I was never the girl who am wanted a big birthday party or anything like that. I am pretty shy. I don't like all the attention.

"That's it?! Not a party or anything?" She asks. She knows I don't like big things, but each year she asks if I want one.

"That's it." I say plainly.

Harry walks in and he looks surprised. He stuffs something into his pocket. "Hey Becca!"

"Hey! So are we doing anything today?" I ask and they both look at each other.

"I actually have a thing to go to with the boys about the new tour." Harry says as he looks down at his feet.

"I have to go do some grocery shopping." Tess says frowning. I love shopping but not for groceries.

"I will just stay home then. I love lazy days!" I say trying to make them feel less guilty.

"I shouldn't be very long unless something comes up. But I will call you if something does." Tess says hugging me and grabbing her jacket.

"I should be back later. Who knows how long these meetings go?!" Harry says chuckling and giving me a hug.

"See you guys later." I say and I go lay down on the couch. I turn on the TV and I end up falling asleep.

When I wake up someone is in the kitchen banging pots and pans. I walk into kitchen and see a man with a ski mask on. I gasps and he turns. He takes a kitchen knife and starts walking towards me. I slowly back away from doorway and take out my phone. I run into my bedroom and hide in my closet. I call the police and tell them what is happening. They said they would be there in a couple minutes and to be quiet. Then I call Harry. He doesn't answer. He must still be in the meeting. I hear the bedroom door open and I hold my breathe.

He looks through all my stuff and knocks over my lap. I can hear his breathing. Then the footsteps stop in front of the closet. I try to move back farther but I knock into something. He opens the door and I try not to scream. Then I hear the front door open. It isn't the police. Then I hear Harry.

"Becca?" He yells out and walks around the house. I hear him go into the kitchen and he gasps. "Becca! Where are you?!" He screams now. The intruder hides behind the wall so Harry wouldn't be able to see him when he walks in.

When I see Harry coming to the door I yell "Harry watch out! He is going to jump out!" Harry turns just in time to see him as he jumps on him. I hear Harry cry out and I scream. Harry punches the intruder and knocks him off of him. He grabs part of the broken lap and holds it in front of him. The guy is holding his nose and blood is gushing from his face. At this moment, I hear the police knocking the door down. The intruder looks for a hiding spot but he is too late. The police run into the room and knock him over and handcuff him.

I run out of the closet and run to Harry. I give him a huge and he groans. "Harry are you hurt?" I ask worried.

"My arm." He holds him arm and blood stained his shirt. One of the police told Harry to come with him to get medical help and I follow them too.

"Harry you saved my life!" I say as he gets bandaged up. He looks up at me and tries not to show the pain I know he feels. "I don't know how to thank you!" I say and I start to tear up.

"It was nothing. I am just glad you are ok!" He says and a police comes to get our names and what happened.

"Is your arm ok?" I ask Harry once all the police are.

"Yeah. It isn't that deep." He says as he looks at the bandage that is now red from blood.

"Tess is going to freak out." I say laughing a little.

"Yeah. Who knows what will happen when she comes back?" He says smiling a little. "And he didn't hurt you did he?"

"No. He never touched me. I was just so scared." I say looking down at my hands that are still shaking. Harry notices and pulls me close.

"I will always be here for you. I want to be here to protect you whether it is as a friend or something more. I don't want to see you hurt." He says and that makes me tear up.

"Thank you." There is no way that he will know much it means to me that he wants to be there for me. That someone actually cares. Since Daniel died, I have had no one. And now I do.