Deeper Than Skin (Harry Styles)

Chapter 11- Here Comes Trouble

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   After a series of questions that seemed to take an hour, the doctor left. This left Harry and Trinity alone again. There was only a bit of tension left in the room between them. But. It was there.

     She wondered if what had happened before the doctor came would be brought up. By the look on his face it seemed to be a no. This both disappointed her and excited her.

     She was the first to speak, finding courage she didn't know she had. " Do I.... Do I really have to tell them?"

      He knew what she was talking about but still he took a moment, thinking it all over, before answering. "I think it would be best, Trin," Was all he said.

       She shook her head, "I'm so scared. They won't understand... What if the.... the abuse...."

       Harry stopped her right there. "Shhh," he soothed, "It wont. I swear. I wont let it."

       He pulled her tight against him and for some reason, she knew this was true. She knew Harry wouldnt let anyone harm her. It was comforting, even if she didn't understand it.

       Trinity layed her head on his chest and smelled the cologne that lingered there. She didn't remember him wearing this. It must be something new. She did like it though.

         Harry must have still been pondering their conversation for when he spoke it wasn't of a different topic. "I swear if anyone ever layed a hand on you..." His voice trailed off. His grip tightened.

         It tightened to the point that Harry's fingertips were surely going to leave marks on Trinity's skin. Oddly she didn't care. It was crazily nice to realize someone cared that much.

          Soon she found herself comforting him instead of him her. "Harry, hon, calm down. It will be okay."

        His response was nothing short of pure anger, "It better be or he will regret ever laying a hand on either of you."

         Trinity went to speak but she heard a snort and the door slammed open once again. "Who do you think you are?"

Her father's voice made Harry's sound delicate and weak.

She closed her eyes and waited for the worst......