HIM

CHAPTER 23

I ran upstairs quickly. I knocked on my room door. I kept knocking but Harry didn't open the door or even answer. I opened the door but didn't find him there. I became confused, where did he go?? I went to the kitchen but he wasn't there.
"Harry.. Harry.. where are you?" I called but he didn't answer. He must have gone home. I called him on the phone to know how he was doing but he didn't answer. I texted him to call me when he sees my message. I think that this is better as mum won't see him.

Mum opened the front door and entered, I went to her to greet her and ask if she was better today or not.
"Sophy.. Sophy where are you?" I heard Harry calling me from upstairs.
Mum looked at me with a confused and frustrated look
"Is anyone here??" I was scared to death. I didn't tell her that Harry is here and I thought that he had gone home already.
"Yes. Just one second mum." I went upstairs quickly.
"But Sophia come and talk to me here."
I pretended that I didn't hear her and ran to my room.
"Yes Harry I am here."
I entered the room and found that he was shirtless with a towel hanging loosely on his waist and his hair was wet with his curls on his forehead, he smiled faintly at me when he saw me. It is obvious that he had just taken a shower. He looked very beautiful. I blushed and then I turned my face.
"Oh.. I am sorry get dressed and I am waiting for you downstairs in the kitchen."

I closed the door and thought about how beautiful he is. I am so lucky that someone like him, that handsome, caring, kind, has chosen me as his safe haven.
"Sophia, who is here?" Mum said cutting off my thoughts.
I went downstairs again for the million time since I came home. Mum was so furious and angr, I could see it in her eyes.
"It's Harry, mum."
"Who is that Harry? Is he the one wo was hugging you yesterday." I didn't know how to answer that question, if I tell her that he is the one who was hugging me yesterday, she may embarass me infront of him and she may tell him not to come near me again, but I have told her yesterday that his name was Harry. I have no choice.
"Yes he is."
"And what is he doing here in my house?" she said angrily
"We are ..ummm...partners in the same project."
"Why didn't you tell me before?"
"We have just known today at school."
"Where was he when I first came?"
"He was in the bathroom and when he came out of the bathroom he didn't find me in the room so he just called my name."

Harry came to the kitchen where we were sitting. His eyes were swollen and had black spots under them, it is obvious that he had been crying for a very long time. I stood up and walked towards him.
"How are you now?" I whispered at him.
He raised his right thumb up telling me that he was fine, though he didn't seem fine at all. I want to know what had happened to him which ended up making hom in this state, he seems heart broken.
"Hey, Harry." Mum said, she had an unreadable expression on her face.
"Hey madam." He replied politely trying hard to seem fine. His voice was so weak and raspy.
"You can call me Natalie." She said smiling
"Okay madam." he smiled back
"I think I know you." Mum said. I didn't expect that.
"I don't think so." He replied simply
"So, where are you from?"
"My origins are from England but I used to live in Minnesota till I was eight."
"Really?? we are from Minnesota too."
"Yes I know."
"What's your parents names?"
"My father's name is Edward Styles but my mum's name ." His eyes became glassy and he had tears in his eyes as if he was going to cry ". was Anne."
Mum had a strange look in her eyes as if ahe had heard a disaster but she was trying to hide her amazement. I started to feel that it became very awkward and Harry because sad suddenly.
"Okay mum, we have to go, we must start in our project." I said. Harry looked at me confused, he doesn't know what I am talking about. I eyed him to just get along with it and he got it, so he just shut up. We went up stairs together and then we entered my roon and I shut the door behind me.
"Sit on the bed." I told him.
"How is your arm?" I asked
"Good."That's all what he said. I went to the bathroom and brought the first aid box to put clean up his wound again and put another bandage. I returned back to my room.
"Show me your arm." I said while putting the first aid box on the table next to the bed, I turned my face to him and found that he got off his sweatshirt and this time there was no t-shirt under it, he was shirtless. I blushed at seeing him like that. I felt very ahy and couldn't even tell him to put his sweatshirt back on.

I sat on my knees on the floor in front of him just as this morning. I took off my button up shirt and put it on the bed beside him. While I was cleaning it up and putting the bandage, I could feel his eyes on me the whole time. Suddenly, he took off my glasses and grabbed my chin so that I look at him. He looked at me in the eyes and made eye contact for a couple of minutes and he put his other hand on my bare shoulder, which made me shiver because of his gentle touch and his soft hands.
"You have gorgeous eyes, Sophy." That's all he said and he started to help me to stand up and sit next to him on the bed. "You too, Harry." He started to approach my face very much that I could feel his breath on my face and I just froze, didn't know what to do. He was an just few inches away from my face.
"Sophia, Come and talk to me." Mum called me knocking on the door.