Last Chance.

Chapter 11.

Hannah's P.O.V

I wake up to an ear shrieking scream and some sobs following.

What- I start to question before i gain my senses back and remember I'm letting Harry stay here.

Was that him screaming? I wonder before I crawl out of my warm comforter and walk towards the door. Grabbing the slightly cold doorknob I twist it and walk out towards Harry's door.

Before just walking right on in, I press my ear to the door and listen for any noise.

It was dead silent. I started my way back to my room before I hear his half audible voice start to whimper slightly.

I press my ear to the door once again. "Please, please not again!" He chocked out.

What, or who is he talking about or to? I wondered. Without thinking any longer I opened the door and quietly walked in.

He was still asleep. I saw a tear roll down his cheek. I gently wiped it off with my thumb.

I couldn't see him cry. For some odd reason it, made me feel weak and saddened.

"H-Harry?"I said sitting on the side of the bed next to him.

His eyes slowly pried open. Reviewing the most beautiful shade of green I'd ever seen. His sleepy eyes were super sexy, and - Stop Hannah. I reminded myself, pulling out of my totally inappropriate thoughts.

"Hannah?" He asked. Looking up at me.

"Yeah, sorry. I uhm, heard you." I said. Not exactly knowing how to explain what I had just witnessed.

"What?" He questioned. Obviously confused.

"Harry, you were talking in your sleep." I said, softly.

His eyes changed to a slightly darker shade of green. He shifted uneasily. Sitting up and sighing.

"What did you hear?" He asked, looking at his hands in his lap instead of meeting my gaze.

"You said quote- Please, please not again. Harry what did you mean by that?" I asked him, trying to get him to open up. But I could see, that he was a closed book. In a way exactly like me. But, I was a complete different story.

"It's nothing." Is all he said.

"Harry- " I started before I was cut off.

"Hannah, I said its nothing. It's late. We should get back to sleep." He said before laying back down and tugging the quilt above his clothed chest.

"Alright." I said standing up and making my way towards the door.

"Hannah?" I heard his voice call.

"Yeah?" I questioned.

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight Harry." I said turning the knob and heading back to my room.

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Harry's P.O.V

My eyes opened meeting the sunny room I was in.

Sitting up, my mind replayed what happened last night.

I really hope Hannah is gonna let this go. I don't feel like explaining what happened. My nightmares don't concern her, and I don't want to involve her in them. She doesn't need that. But, it was nice to wake up from that horrible thing and meet the face I can't ever get out of my head. Wait, what am I saying? God, I'm so confused right now. And a lot of that confusion is put on my emotions.

Getting out of bed, I decided to see if she's awake yet.

Walking out of the guest room, or I guess I could call it my room now. I walked to her door. Opening it I discovered a sleeping Hannah.

Smiling at the scene in front of me, I decided on exploring the house a bit more.

Opening a few doors here and there, I came upon a door that I haven't seen.

The door is towards the very end of the house. Near the basement. Yeah, I've discovered the basement. I've actually discovered everything in this house besides the door I'm currently standing in front of.

I was about to open it when I heard her voice.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

I turned to see her with her arms across her chest and a look on her face telling me, I'm in some deep shit.

I went with the truth. "I woke up and you were still asleep. So I decided to take my own tour of the house." I said with a small smile.

"I would have liked it better, if you would have waited for me to wake. Or if you would have at lease awoken me."She said letting out a small sigh.

"Oh, well my bad princess." I scoffed. In all honestly she acts as if I'm gonna do something like steal or set her house on fire.

"Hmm, yeah. Well, don't ever enter that room. Or matter of factly don't even go near it." She said.

I could tell behind that door hid something she didn't want anyone to see, maybe not even herself.

"Why do you have to be such a bitch all the time?" I questioned.

"I don't Harry, maybe your making me be such a bitch! " She raised her voice.

"Oh, and how's that?!" I also raised mine.

"Ugh!" She groaned before turning on her heels and heading for the staircase.

I stood there, waiting for that certain sound. There it was, the loud sound of her door slamming.

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Hannah's P.O.V

I Groaned flopping back on my bed.

Laying here, I just keep thinking about Harry almost going in the room. The room.

I didn't realize it until I felt tears rolling down my cheeks that I am crying.

I hear my door open and I turn to see Harry.

Remembering that I was crying I quickly stood up and ran to the bathroom. I'm so glad that each room has it's own bathroom. Otherwise I would have had to run past Harry. To get to the bathroom in the hall.

Shutting the door and locking it, I went over to the mirror. Great, I have mascara all down my face, my nose looks like Rudolf and my eyes are a bit puffy. I wiped my face off and splashed cold water over my face as well.

It's been about 10 min. So I'm pretty sure Harry left my room.

Walking out I realized I was wrong.

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