Diana

Chapter 26 : Im gonna be okay.

January 21st

For the first time in weeks, I thought about Kylie. I want her back, i want harry back. I told my mom I have been sick to avoid school. I'm really sad. Although Harry has been "secretly" seeing me on weekends, but I want to be with him everyday. This whole management thing is stupid. Why can't I just love him? Why can't he just love me? What if management finds out? Sure the boys know but they also know how to keep a secret. I'm in between the lines of happy and sad. I guess that means I'm okay, for now at least. I heard the signature knock at my front door.

Finally he's here. I opened the door smiling to see the curly freak smirking at me stood at my porch. I let him in closing the door behind him as he pulled me into a tight hug. I inhaled his scent which smelt of cologne.

"I missed you babe." He whispered into my hair.

"Missed you too." I said with a sad puppy dog face pulling out of the hug.

Harry studied my face for a minute.

"Has your dad been home?"

"Umm..no" I lied.

"Why are you lying to me love?"

I looked at him worriedly, how? How would he exactly know my dad was here and beat me up again. I covered the bruises on my face with makeup, and the ones on my body with a long sleeve sweater.

"Look me in the eyes and tell me he wasn't here to fucking hurt you. Tell me now, Diana."

I looked down starting to cry, harry has never been so stern, and angry. I knew it wasn't towards me but it still kinda scared me just a little.

"He raped me. Harry he raped me. My father raped me...he's not even my father harry he's just a guy my mom said she used to date...he's not even my real fucking father harry. I just figured that out today. My real father died when I was one." I sobbed out.

Harry looked at me in the eyes not speaking.

"Why did you not tell me this?!" He yelled.

"I don't know, I'm just scared and it would help if you stopped yelling."

Harry took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry."

He grabbed my waist pulling me into is masculine body. He shhed me as I sniffled while laying my head on his shoulder.

"I swear to god I'm gonna fucking kill him." He muttered.

"Please stay with me." I cried.

"Your coming to my house and staying there I'm so fucking tired of this shit." He said grabbing his coat and putting it around me.

"Harry but, the paps?"

"Do you think i care if management fucking figures this out!? I don't, they can go fuck themselves." He said stomping to the car while grabbing my hand.

"Kay..." I whispered under my breath.

Once we got in the car it started to rain. He angrily struggled to put the key in the ignition.

"Babe calm down!" I said loudly.

He immediately stopped trying and threw the keys at the wind shield. I noticed as the tears poured down his cheeks. I've never seen him cry.

"Harry?" I whispered.

"Hey, I'm gonna be okay." I whispered again, grabbing his hand and fitting my fingers between his.

"No...you got raped. And I couldn't freaking save you! I'm supposed to protect you Diana, and I didn't! I wasn't there for you when you needed me! I couldn't save you from your own so called father!" He cried punching the steering wheel, making me tear up.

"Harry that's not your fault, you didn't know...you thought my father never really came home, you couldn't do anything about it. I don't expect you to be some kind of superhero." I sniffled playing with his chocolate brown curly ringlets.

"You know I love you right?" He smiled, but from my experience I knew it was fake, there was a force and I could see it. His cold eyes showed me.

I nodded my head yes. I knew for sure this time. This time I was the one to lean in and kiss him. He always wears the pants in this relationship but this time I felt in charge. It hurt, it hurt to see him hurt.