Bam !
A loud bang wakes me up from my deep slumber. I glance at the clock and it reads 2:39 a.m. Who the hell woke me up? I get up and decide to get a glass of milk from downstairs. I would get a bottle of water from my mini refrigerator I have in here, but I felt like drinking milk. I walk down the steps and walk into the kitchen. As I'm about to open the fridge I see a sticky note on the it. I take it and read it.
They called me from work to take a night shift last night. I'll see you later for dinner .... Maybe.xX ~ Mom
It was probably meant for me to find it in the morning when I woke up, but oh well. My mum is a nurse at a hospital downtown. I take out the mil from the fridge and take the lid off. I open one of the cabinet doors and take out a glass cup. When I'm about to pour some milk into my glass, that same sound fills the room making me drop the glass cup and the milk carton splashing all around the kitchen floor and the cup shattering into glass pieces. I look out the window and see some people out on the streets. I see a figure laying on the floor and notice those curly locks seem so familiar. Shit, that's Harry. They kick his stomach making him flinch and spit out a good amount of blood.
I walk run into my dad's old office where one day I caught him hiding a gun. I take the bullets out and run to the door. Taking my cellphone from the the table. I walk outside and walk towards them but not close.
"Hey!" I shout to them getting there attention and hiding the gun behind me
"Go back inside princess unless you want to end up like this piece of shit" he says and kicks Harry's chest making him shout out in pain.
"Leave him alone!" I shout
"Look bitch, just go back inside before you get hurt. It's not like you care for him" he warns
"Actually I do you jackass. That happens to be .." I try to think on what to say
"Your what?" The guy with the beard and scar across his face asks
"My boyfriend" I lie
"You and this dirtbag?" The guy with the hazel eyes and blonde hair who was kicking Harry laughs
"Yeah so what? It's not like y'all had a better chance in dating me you prick" I snort
"Watch your mouth princess" he warns and kicks Harry in the jaw making him spit out more blood
"Fuck off and leave him alone or I'll call the cops" I threaten
"I wouldn't" the other guy warns
"Or I could just shoot you" I say pulling the gun from behind my back and aiming it towards them.
"Okay, okay we'll leave him alone" they say stepping away from Harry and finally running away
As I check and make sure it's clear I run towards Harry. Fuck he's a mess.
"Why did you save me?" He manages to choke out
"I wasn't going to let him beat you to death"
"But I've been so rude to you"
"That's not a reason for me to let them do that to you" I laugh
He smiles and then I remember he's injured.
"Shit um let me take you back to my place" I say trying to help him up
"No I can just walk back to my place"
"Harry you can't you're injured" I say
"Just leave me the fuck alone. Thank you for saving and shit, but I can take it from here" he snaps
Well he's back
He takes a step and collapses to the floor.
"Harry" I rush over to him and hook my arms with his
I start pulling him back to my house and up to my room. I lay him on my bed and run to one of my drawers where my mum put an aid kit. I rush to my bathroom and grab some paper towels. I splash a bit of water on them and I run back to Harry. By the time I'm back he has rolled off his shirt and I see ink all over his well sculptured torso. I walk over to him and put the wet paper towels over his injury and add pressure to it to stop the bleeding making him wince in pain.
"Fuck!" He shouts out
"I'm sorry, but I have to stop the bleeding" I apologize
He nods understanding and minutes later it seems to stop.
"Just hold them for a bit and apply more pressure so I can get medical wrap and antiseptic" I tell him, and he moves his hand to his side where his injury was and takes the place of my hand.
I take out the medical wrap and antiseptic and get ready.
"Okay, let me see it." I say gently, and he slowly retracts his hand from the damp paper towels he was holding against the injury on his side.
I skim my fingertips across the bared skin, my eyebrows furrowing in concentration as I study his injury. That asshole must have kicked Harry a hell of a load of hard times to make him have a bunch of bruises all across his torso and a bunch of cuts and scrapes. I
quietly work to clean his wounds with antiseptic and more paper towels making him shiver a bit.
I put my hand over his forehead to check if he has fever and e sure as hell does. He is burning up. Once his wounds were all clean I made him sit up making him wince as he tried. I helped him to finish this already and started wrapping the medical wrap all around his torso. I helped him lay back down and put all the materials back I to its place.
I went to my bathroom to grab some more paper towels sprinkling water on them and grabbing a thermometer from one of my bathroom cabinets. I went back and put it in Harry's mouth checking his temperature. Reading 102 degrees Fahrenheit. I put the wet paper towels over how forehead trying to lower his temperature.
"Don't take them off, they'll help you lower your temperature. I'll be across the hall in the game room watching TV incase you need anything" I inform him
Once I'm about to walk away, his hand reaches for my arm and pulls me back to him.
"Please don't leave me" he says with a dry throat
"Okay, let me get you some water" I say walking towards my mini fridge and taking out a bottle of water
I walk back over to him and take the lid off. I push his head up gently and Conner the bottle of water with his dry lips making him take a big gulp. I laid his back down and put the bottle on the nightstand. I sat on the edge of my bed and just looked down at him.
"Lay down" he says
"Excuse me?" I say thinking I heard wrong
"Lay down with me" he pleads
"About half an hour ago you wanted to walk away back to your home saying you could take care of it from there and now you want me to lay down with you" I say raising my brow
"Yeah, so. Lay down" he snaps
"I am not going to let you speak to me --" he cuts me off
"Please"
I sigh and go around the bed to lay down next to him. He scoots closer to me laying his head over my stomach and hugging me wincing in pain.
"Harry don't move, you'll hurt yourself" I say to him
He doesn't say anything and wraps his arms around my waist and lays his head over my stomach. I brush his hair with my hands and later my hands starts tracing over the tattoo on his neck, wondering if it hurt it him when he got it. Later on my eyes start closing and I drift of to sleep.
