Remember Me? [Larry Stylinson] - Sequel - DISCONTINUED

Chapter 35

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Sorry about the delay, I was super duper busy! Aha. Oh! And I went to go see the Catching Fire premiere yesterday night! So so so good wowow

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Chapter 35

Harry's POV

"Still good in there?" I heard Grimmy call from outside the closed bathroom door.

"Yeah mate," I breathed, as I slowly lowered my arms into the water once again. As soon as the cooling bath water made contact with my skin, my bottom lip was taken into my mouth and I squeezed my eyes shut; holding my breath. I opened my eyes again a few seconds later, after I had gotten used to the temperature, and watched the red coloring as it fused into the transparent water. Damn that hurts.

"You sure?" He pleaded again, clearly picking up on my sharp inhales. I ignored his words, which were somewhat muffled by the door, and continued on moving my arms slowly through the water.

If you were wondering why Grimmy was out there and I was in here, it was because I refused to get naked in front of him... I mean.. c'mon. It took me a few minutes to talk him into the idea though, and yet, I hadn't really convinced him fully anyway. Sure he had left the room, but he was pressed up against the door like there was no tomorrow. It wasn't like I was incapable. I could bathe myself.. I think.

"Harry?" He whispered, concern filling his raspy tone. I rolled my eyes slightly, yet refrained somewhat. He was just trying to make sure I was okay.

"Yeah, yeah." I called back as I began to cup the water in my hands and pour it over my head. Through my splashing, I heard him sigh.

"Okay, just checking. I don't want you to pass out again, face down in the water this time," He warned, and I exhaled roughly, pushing the intruding water out of my nose.

"Grimmy, I'm all good now."

"Okay, but just to let you know, I put your stained clothes in the laundry room beside th-"

I dunked my head under water, pushing away the safety of his voice and ruffling my hands through my hair. The whole cupping water thing wasn't working and honestly, I didn't really care about Grimmy's words anymore. My fingers glided easily through the twisted locks, only getting stuck on a couple strands of dried blood a few times. Every once and a while though, I would accidental graze the small cut beside eyebrow and run shivers of pain down my spine. As I continued to wash away the blood from my hair, the reddened bubbles cascading out from my nose flooded up towards my eyes making me blink a few times.

And then I froze, hearing nothing and feeling nothing. There was no more Grimmy worrying in my ear, or the battle of my own thoughts ringing in my mind. It was all simply peaceful, and I almost smiled watching the red swirls around me. What if I didn't come up? What if I let these swirls surround me and engulf me, sending me away into a place where I couldn't be hurt... or hurt myself. What if I could jus-

"HARRY!"

I shifted as quick hands fumbled themselves around my bare neck, yanking my head out of my newfound peace and sending waves of water over the sides of the bath as well. I gasped frantically, coughing up the swirls, and then instantly locked eyes on the frightened boy through my dripping curls.