obey to me.

6

my feet walked me out of my bed and into my car. I went to the one place I knew where he'd be. I parked my car and ran to the glass doors. It was around 9:00 so everyone should be out by now. I click on the top floor waiting impatiently for the elevator door to open. A loud ding sounds and I walk out. I see a door half open, light striking through the darkness. I tip toe to his door.

"Who's there?" His voice cracks. Ohhh no..is he crying? I barge in and quickly clean myself up because I forgot I was in my bedroom all day and I must look like a mess.
"Grace? What are you doing here?" He says wiping his beautiful green eyes.

"I'm here...because, I don't know." In all honesty it's true,

"Come." Harry motions me to sit on his desk next to him. I slowly walk towards him and I hopped on the expensive desk. He had a picture frame, in it, it looked like an older man not too old but not young. I saw similarities from Harry, the green eyes and face shape...it's his dad.

I look up from Harry to see him biting his lip trying not to cry. I hop off the desk and onto his lap quickly. He now is fully crying onto my shoulder.
"It's been 3 years,Grace." He whispers.
I didn't say anything, just running my Hands through his hair.making him feel loved in a way.

I let him cry out all the pain he's been keeping in since I entered. It's been 5 minutes and Harry then clears his throat.
"Thank you." He says looking up at me, I smile. His eyes are a little bit watery now. I decided to tell him something I haven't talked about in years.

"You know, my sister passed away. She was 18, and got into a huge car accident." I pause for a bit, blinking away the tears. Harry's face fell and hugs me tight.i continued.

"No one came to rescue her, and fuck I wish I would have gone to the party with her, so I could of died with her. Because she didn't deserve to die in the way she did. Clare suffered. She was bleeding to death, no one knew where she was for about 2 fucking days. And guess what. I was the one who found her car, deep in the woods near a freeway.

God I wish I didn't see her face. It haunts me every night seeing her pale face and body on the ground, in a crawling position as if she was crawling towards the free way for someone to notice her. SEEING HER TRYING TO Save HER LIFE FOR GODS SAKE. From that day on, for 2 years I've had the same nightmare. Sometimes I though of self harm." My voice cracked so much. Harry stopped me from talking and he kisses me.

And the contact from his lips on mine made me melt. I kissed him back, tangling my fingers in his hair, brining his body closer to mine. Our lips molded together, like if my lips belonged on his. He moans when I push my tongue in his moth roaming around. I grind on Harry roughly and he groans so sexily I could have had sex with him right now, but no. Just making out.  We stop. I was breathing heavily and so was he.
"Wow" we say together.

His kiss made me forget, and I like that feeling....