My Heart Protector

Ch. 21- Pain and sorrow

Song for this chapter is......

'Through the dark" By One Direction

and

'Something Great' By One Direction

ENJOY :)

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 Kiley's POV

*1 week later*

It was a Saturday. School has not been the best. Harry never ever talked to me after the 'kiss'. He hasn't even showed up for school. Kian on the other hand, gives me the glares as probably Peyton and him are together again.

Thinking back, closing the door in front of Harry made me feel guilty. I felt so bad. So bad. Why can't I love him? He is the most sweetest guy I had ever met. He takes care of me, and even loves..me but I can't like him back.

My back slides against the bathroom door as I slowly fall on to the floor, hugging my knees in place. That was my first kiss, I had ever gotten and it seemed different. A hint of spark filled my stomach as I shoke my head trying to get rid of it. 

I glanced at the razor on the sink. Eyeing it closly, I promised myself. No I promised Harry, but he doesn't care anymore. I took it and did it. Took deep cuts.

One for my mother

My long lost father

My old brother that's never home

Kian

Peyton

School

My appearance

And Harry

I quickly wiped off the blood as I sighed.

The salty water from my eyes spill across my cheeks as hid my face. My life went so well. Was it because of Kian? At first, yes,but what he did later was all a set up. Was it my friends I had fun with? My friends.. Hailey, I haven't spent time with. Then who was it?

It was Harry.

He was there for me everywhere. But I wasn't there to give it back to him. 

Then the only thing to do was go to his house. I have to talk to him. I took my coat and got my metal keys. I kept walking and walking till I was almost about to freeze to death.

The wind blew through my face as the snow blocked my view. 

After a long walk I arrived at Harry's house. His light was still on. Which means he is here. Taking a deep breath I climb up his porch and knock.

I knocked again. Nothing.

"Harry...please open the door..." I knock mulitple times.

"I know you are in there, please. We need to talk." I knock a few more. Still nothing as I sigh. I guess I have to walk back home. Walking down the small steps of the porch, the door springs open. I turn as Harry's tall firgure appeared. 

"What do you want..?" Harry's voice was so small, so quiet as it cracked at the end.

"H-Harry.. were you... crying?" I ask taking a step closer. I never seen a guy cry, not like this. Harry's eyes were puffy and his nose seemed a light pink colour as well. His hair was messed up to sides, but still looked fine like usual.

He didn't answer but tilt his head down and faced the floor.

"Please talk, I am sorry, its just that you know...." I whiper softly. Harry probably knew about what I said. Yes Kian. Its him.