My Tourmaline

Chapter Ten

I found myself slumped on the sofa, watching my Friends box sets with a blanket over me. All I could think about was Harry. What was he doing? Was he at home? Do I text him?

Yes... I think I might.

What you doing, H? X

I pressed send. After a good ten minutes, I still had no reply. I ruined my chances, and I couldn't help but feel ridiculously low. He was the first guy who ever showed a real interest in me for myself, not my looks or just wanting me to sleep with them. I began wondering whether I should text him again, but I didn't want to seem desperate....

H? X

I was obviously coming across as desperate, but I couldn't help it! Still with no reply, I assumed that Harry wanted nothing to do with me. I had to face the facts and move on. I tried to concentrate on Friends, but my mind wasn't with it. I began to nod off, until I heard my phone buzz. It startled me, and I got all excited, my heart beating fast as I picked up my phone.

PICK UP THE PHONE DOPEY!!

It was Summer. I hadn't even realised she had called me!!

The phone began to ring...

"Lil finally!! Have you heard?!" She shouted, impatiently awaiting my reply.

"What?! Heard what?!"

"Harry?"

"What about Harry?!" I shouted, my heart in my mouth.

"FOR FUCKS SAKE WHAT SUMMER!?"

I was getting angry.

"He's.... He's been in a fight. Jamie's friend just text him about it. God knows how they knew but I thought you would know! I got so worried, I thought you were with him! I'm not supposed to tell you, Jamie told me not to. But do not go and find him, he could still be fighting and I don't want you hurt okay?"

"What!" I stammered. Tears pricked in my eyes, I was ridiculously worried and my heart was beating double time.

"A fight. I don't know any details of anything, but all I know is that you should jut stay inside. Okay?"

I didn't reply.

"Lil, are you listening to me? Don't go anyw..."

I hung up.

I frantically grabbed my denim jacket, rushing out of the flat and slamming the door behind me. Why was he in a fight? Who with? Was he really hurt? I was so scared for him, but more angry. I had no idea where he was, so I frantically stormed , walking toward town on my way to his flat.

***

I had been walking for a good half an hour, trying to ring Harry for it to go straight to voicemail. I was panicking, speeding up my pace the further down the road I got.

Am I hearing things? I think I can hear a couple of low groans coming from behind a wall on the sidewalk....

"H.. Hello?" I asked.

Walking round the corner I was shocked to see Harry, sat up against the wall clutching his stomach and wiping away the blood from his nose. Further down the sidewalk, was another couple of bodies, but they werent really moving. Either way, I knew Harry had won this fight, but I felt sick looking between them. Bile rose to my throat, as I put my hand to my mouth to stop it from rising further.

"Harry?!" I exclaimed, rushing towards him and kneeling down in front of him as I lifted up his chin.

"Lil?" He questioned, staring and frowning at me. I leant forward, pushing my lips against his harshly as tears fell down my cheeks. I pulled away, as he remained frowning at me. I'm not really sure why I just did that?

"What are you doing here?!" He croaked, holding my shoulders tightly.

"We need to get you out of here right now!"

I began pulling him up as he groaned in pain. His arms were over my shoulder, as I helped him along near the main road.
A taxi approached, and I waved my arm to gesture for him for pull over. Climbing in, Harry following behind me, we went back to my flat. It took a good ten minutes for us to reach it, climbing up the stairs, one by one slowly, as Harry clutched his stomach in pain. Arriving at the door, and entering the flat, I placed Harry down on the sofa.

"Stay there." I instructed him, placing the blanket over him.

Walking over to the bathroom, I wet a flannel with warm water, returning to the sofa where Harry lay in pain with blood smeared down his face, clothes, and bruised knuckles.

"Ahhhh" he moaned through gritted teeth, as I dabbed his cuts and bloody bruises with the warm flannel.

"Keep still!"

He began to squeeze my wrist in pain.

"How did you find me?"

"Who knows!" I rolled my eyes, to then chucking the bloody flannel in the bin. I was still ridiculously frustrated with the boy that sat in front of me.

"Do you want a bath?"


I was concerned, and he could tell.

"I'm fine Lil honestly! Don't look so worried!"

How could I not be?! He looks a state with the blood and bruises and cut lip.

"A bath would be great though" he smirked, tapping my nose with his finger.

***

"Your bath is ready." I shouted from the bathroom.

Harry appeared at the bathroom door, in just his boxers. My eyes gazed across his practically naked body, which was still as gorgeous as ever despite the numerous amount of bruises spread across it. I walked over to him, tracing my fingers all over his body, following the lines of bruises, tracing the shapes as he sighed in response. His lips parted, and his eyes widened.

"Stop....before you kill me." He grabbed me by the wrist, his eyes darkening.

"Would you care to join me while I bath?"

My conscience is shouting yes right now, but I felt things were moving WAY too quick....

He stepped into the hot bubbly water, pain quickly flashing through his face as he winced in pain.

He removed his boxers as he stood in the water, revealing his peachy bum cheeks. I covered my eyes with my hands, giggling.

"It's okay babe, I don't mind." He laughed, as he sat down in the water, breathing a huge sigh of delight.

"Are you decent now?"

"Look for yourself."

He didn't lie, he was covered.

I walked round the bath, and sat on the foot stool, hugging my knee.

He smirked at me, as I felt myself blush. I looked down at the floor, as he broke the silence.

"Kind of weird."

What? He's answering my question from earlier obviously?!

My eyebrows raised.

"I'm a really complicated guy, Lil. Honestly, I'm not a good guy."

"What do you mean?"

"I have a reputation with the girls. And not in a good way. All I ever do is hurt them, I use them, and take advantage of their easy ways. I have a bad past."


My mouth parted, as my heart sunk. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I couldn't bring myself to say anything. Was I happy he was telling the truth? Yes. Was I happy with what he was telling me? NO.

"But not with you. It's wierd, because its different with you. When I let you sleep in my bed? No one else has ever slept in there for the whole night before..it was weird to wake up to someone next to me."

I just sat there, staring.

"I promise you, I'm not like that anymore. I'm really changing, and I'm trying to be a better person."

"How do you expect me to trust you after what you have just told me?

"Let me prove to you that I can be a good guy.. That I AM a good guy." He corrected himself.

He leaned his arms forward, pulling me towards him. I went with the moment, as he held his wet bubbly hands behind my neck and softly pressed his lips to mine, his tongue invading my mouth. He bit my lip as he pulled away, and I felt myself blush, my heart beating erratically as we sat staring at each other. The eye contact broke, when Harry flicked water in my face.

"Oi!" I shrieked, laughing as I mirrored his movement, splashing the bubbly water into his face. We continued to laugh, chucking water at each other until we made a massive pool of water on the floor.

"Oops..." He grinned, peering over the bath.

"I'm soaking wet! Thanks H."

"Good, I like it when you are." He winked.

My face filled with colour and hotness, as steam filled up the room. I could hardly see Harry's face it was so steamy.

"I... I need to go and dry off." I said, getting up from the soaking wet floor.

"Join me?"

"Hmmmm..."

"Please?" He said with a straight face, his green eyes glistening at me with a charm.

"Only if you put some pants on."

"I like to be free.. But for you, okay."

I passed him his boxers, for him to awkwardly slip them on under the water. I took off my leggings and Harry's baggy tshirt, and my denim jacket which where all dripping wet, and covering my body with the help of the steam around me, I climbed into the bubble bath with Harry, sitting on the opposite side to him.

"It not that I don't trust you, but your feet are dangerously close to my dick, and it's making me feel uneasy" he laughed. "Come and sit here."

He pulled my arms towards him, and turned me round so I was now in between his legs, lying against his chest.

"Isn't it painful for me to lie on you?" I whispered through the steam.

"You take the pain away." He whispered back, intertwining his hands with mine rubbing his thumb over my hand. I couldn't help but smile. The fact he opened up a little to me, made me feel so much better. It made the whole situation easier, and I was so content, the hot water tingling my skin, and the steam rising, touching my face it made me feel sleepy. I nuzzled my head into Harry's torso, as I began to sleep.

HARRY'S POV

The warmth of her back against my bruised chest made me feel relaxed and at ease. This girl was so beautiful, and so caring. I've never met anyone like her in my life. I felt her head nod to the side, and I realised the angel had dropped off to sleep.

"Lil?" I whispered into her ear.

"W..what.. Yes?" She jumped, turning her head around to face me. I leant forward, kissing her sweetly, are lips puzzling together and our tongues interlocking. We were kissing for a good minute, the steam around us causing our breathing to be short and fast, my hand held round the back of her neck and my other hand rubbing up and down her back. She placed herself so she was lead on top of me, and after we finished kissing, tummy to tummy, we lay until the the skin on my fingers started to shrivel. I began to play with her long, golden brown hair, twiddling with strands between my fingers, causing sighs and the occasional moan to escape her lips. I'd never felt so different with a girl in my life... She was special.

LIL's POV

The slight tugging of my hair made my eyes open. The water was still steaming hot, and the bubbles were amongst my whole body, covering any bare skin. As I looked at Harry's chest, I couldn't help but be concerned at the dark bruises which were covering the majority of his chest.

"Oh Harry" I sniffed, rubbing over his chest.

"I'm okay baby, honestly."

The word 'baby' made my heart skip a beat. I felt the butterflies reappear in the pit of my stomach. I began trailing kisses down his neck, over his nipples, and covering every inch of the bruises. He seems to like it, as I felt his chest rise and fall at a quick pace, as my hand tickled down his back, causing him to arch it, throwing his head back against the bath. My hands crept lower, with me continuing to kiss his chest, down to his stomach, until both my lips and hands were under the water, as I held my breath, and left one last kiss under the water at the top of his boxer waist line. I could feel the heat through the water from his length, which became prominent, against me. I smiled, staring at him with his eyes closed, his mouth parted and his head back against the bath. I loved seeing the effect I suddenly had on him.. It made me feel... Powerful.

"Woahhh" he moaned, as I crawled back up to the front of his chest. His lip began to bleed again for some reason, maybe where he just bit it through pleasure. I leapt out of the bath collecting a second flannel and dabbing the drop of blood from his mouth. It stopped bleeding, and I pouted at the proudness of my heroic action.

"You're adorable." He smiled, holding his arms out in an attempt for me to pull him out of the bath. I did so, grabbing a huge white fluffy towel, and wrapping it around him.

Before I could move to get mine, he whispered "No need."

He opened the towel like a cape, and wrapped it round the both of us. He lifted me off my feet, carrying me to my bedroom and putting me down softly.

"You can borrow my dressing gown for now?" I questioned.

"No it's okay, I better be getting back anyway, I have things to sort out."

It was hard not to show the disappointment on my face, as I dropped my head, slowly and quietly replying "Okay."

"I'm sorry baby. I wish I could, I can come back later if I have sorted everything? I won't be out for too long, I promise."

"Why were you fighting? I blurted out before I could even stop myself.

"Because.." He stammered, "Because of you."

"What?! What do you mean because of you?! Because of me?! What?!"

"I really have to go, I'll explain later" He made his way to the bathroom where he retrieved his clothes, violently putting them on within a short space of time and heading towards the door. What did he mean he was fighting because of me?! We had just shared a relaxing, loving bath and he decides to take off, leaving me in our shared towel, wondering what the hell he was going on about...

The front door slammed.

He was gone.