Deeper Than Skin (Harry Styles)

Chapter 8- Confess

     She looked up at him. His eyes were troubled. She wanted to tell him all that was wrong and all that was right. She wanted to tell him the many reasons that she cried but was that really important now? He was here with her that is all that mattered.

     Soon she'd have to face her parents. Or would she? "Harry," she slowly whispered, "do they know?"

    It took him no time to understand what she was asking. "No. They weren't home when I...." His voice breaking. "When I found you. They think you stayed at my place"

    Relief floods through her. That was one thing she wouldnt have to worry about. There were many more things flooding her mind though.

     "Now please tell me what is going on," he whispers "Whats wrong? Why did you do this? Why did you cry?"

      "I...," She can't continue.

       "You needed me." He finshes for her and she is shocked.

       "What?" She asks. What she means is How did you know?

       "You said that last night before passing out," he closes his eyes tight. "But what do you mean you needed me?" His voice is barely audiable on this last sentence.

       "I don't know?" She makes the statement sound like a question.

       She feels his hand grasp hers. "Just tell me." He begs.

       She will have to tell him at least some of it. Harry will not give up until he knows. She closes her eyes. This is going to be embaressing. He will not understand. He will think she is a freak.

       Will he leave her? Would he do that to her? What if they never spoke again because of this. She felt her hands start to shake.

       "It will be okay," Harry whispered. Something in his voice made her give in.

      "I needed you." She stated. She knew he had heard her say that, but she needed to say it for herself. "You... you make me happy. And you... are the only thing that does." She paused trying to figure out what to say so she wouldnt have to give up on everything. "Schools been hard without you there. And well you know how my parents are..." She finished never revealing truly how much she needed Harry.

Never truly revealing how much she cared for him.

Loved him.

    She opened her eyes. Harry was starring at their hands. "I was gone... and you needed me." For the second time his voice broke. "This is my fault." He states stroking where a thick, white wrap is around her wrist.

     "No...." Trinity goes to interupt but he just continues.

     "Dont worry love, I will stay with you until I absolutely have to go back to X Factor. Of course this is our break."

      Her head snapped up. It was his X Factor break? She was going to have him for more than one day? She loved the idea of that.

     "We will have lots of time. We can fix this." He seemed so sure of himself. The sad thing was he didnt know the half of what was wrong and he never would. Trinity would never confess it all because she didnt understand some of it herself.

       Problem one was the obvious, her parents. All they did was argue. They hated eachother you could tell it. It was almost like their bodies were charged from the massive yells that came from their voices. Trinity couldnt understand why they were still together. They claimed to love eachother but there was just so much hate.

      Problem two was school life. Trinity was made of for her height and weight. It was individual because she was so short and her weight was over the norm a bit. It was both as well because her height made her weight seem worse.

      They called her a whore and a slut and a cocksucker but also a fatty and obesse. She hated school. She wanted to be pretty like those girls that made fun of her. Sadly this couldnt happen just as she couldnt confess all this deep in her mind to Harry.

      He still held her hand then. He wouldnt let go. He just gripped it like she would float away. "Im not leaving you." He said bluntly out of nowhere. "I hate seeing you this way."

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