TATTOOED -h.s.

Chapter 6

Sarah's P.O.V
I waved goodbye to Harry before he drove off. I stepped inside of Emily and Audrey's house, hardly able to see anything because of the darkness. They obviously ran upstairs since I noticed them watching us through the window so I walked upstairs to see about the only light that was on throughout the whole house. I stepped into the room to meet eyes with Lauren, Emily, and Audrey as they gasped at my appearance. "Sarah! Did he do this to you?" They all panicked as they looked at my bruised, swollen, and slightly bleeding face. "No..." I mumbled. "Then what happened? Are you okay?" "Harry is the only reason I am okay... he saved my life." I said quietly. I explained every detail of what happened and all they did was gush over us. I listened to the endless "You guys are so cute!" and the "That's so sweet, you guys are perfect for each other." They just stared at me as I sat there silently "What?" I asked. "Did he kill him?" Audrey stuttered. "I don't think so... I stopped him." "You stopped Harry? How? I've seen him fight, he doesn't stop for anything... or anyone." Emily stated. "Well I did." "Do you understand what this means?" "No." "You have an affect on that boy whether you want to believe it or not." I paused and just thought for a moment before saying "Guys... can I tell you something?" They all nodded in unison. I sighed and said "I think he has an affect on me too." I whispered while fidgeting with my fingers. "You like him don't you?" Lauren asked with a smile. "I don't know, it's just that when I'm with him... I feel something, something special." "Love?" Audrey interrupted. "I don't know, I just feel safe around him, he could be a complete badass, but I've seen his good side... I was the only one that's ever seen that side of him..." They all pulled me into a group hug and said "Honey, you're in love." "How is that possible when part of me still hates his guts?" "Love works in weird ways, but it just so happens that you're in love with the bad boy." Audrey stated. I exhaled and said "I don't love him." "Just wait." They paused and then Emily said "Who wants some popcorn?" "Me!" We all chimed through the room. Emily and Lauren walked downstairs into the kitchen as me and Audrey sat on the bed and talked about what movie we should watch. We heard the doorbell ring and me and Audrey looked at each other confused. "Who would be here at 2 in the morning?" I asked. She shrugged her shoulders in response before Lauren called up the stairs and said "Sarah! Lover boy is here for you!" I got off the bed as Audrey smiled creepily at me. As I got to the bottom stair, Harry looked at me and said "Lover boy, huh?" "Don't flatter yourself, and why are you here?" "Um... you need to come with me." "Where?" "My place." "Uh, why?" I asked confused. "Come on, I'll explain in the car." He said as he grabbed my hand. I pulled away and said "No, I'm with my friends!" "Sarah, this isn't a time to be stubborn. Now lets go!" "You don't own me!" I fought back. "Do you want heaven to own you?... I didn't think so, now come on." he said as he reached his hand out for me to grab. "What are you talking about?" I said scared. "I told you, I'll explain in the car." I just stood in front of him and stared, trying to think about what he meant. "Babe, please. I told you I would protect you, I promised. Do you trust me when I say that?" I slowly reached out and grabbed his hand as Emily, Lauren, and Audrey stood next to us and stared. "I'll text you guys." I stated before following Harry out the door. We got in the car and he sped off quickly. "Now tell me what's going on." I said. "Dean." "What about him?" "His crew, his team, whatever the fuck they are. Dean told them that you caused this and he wants revenge... he wants you." "Wha... what?" I stuttered as fear overpowered my body. He placed his hand on my knee and said "You know I won't let that happen. I will kill them if they even lay a finger on you." His words stung me 'kill them' 'kill them' 'kill them' replayed over and over through my head. "Harry..." I mumbled. "Yeah?" he answered while gripping my hand tightly. "Di...Did you really kill someone?" I asked. His hand let go of mine and placed it back on the steering wheel, his grip tightened and his knuckles turned white. He didn't answer me, he just sat there and ignored my question as I noticed the fear in his eyes, and the guilt in his face. He killed someone... I thought to myself, the rumors are true. I wasn't completely sure if he did, but his expressions said different. He tried to grab my hand again but I moved it away before he could grab it. I didn't mean to do it, something overpowered me and told me that it was a bad idea. I stared out the window and watched as it started to rain. The droplets of water slowly rolling down the window as my face did the same. The droplets started rolling down my cheeks as I thought to myself thinking if the Harry I know is the same Harry that killed someone. Flashes of him fighting Dean shot through my mind, witnessing him almost kill someone right in front of me. The car stopped as Harry turned the keys and removed them from the ignition. "Here." He said as he wrapped his blazer over my shoulders again. "You ready?... Run!" He laughed before we ran to the front door of his home. He unlocked the door and nudged me inside as he followed behind me. I hung his blazer upon the hook on the wall before slipping off my shoes. "Is anyone else here?" I asked. "No, I live alone." he placed his hand on my back and guided me down a hallway. "You can take a shower and clean up if you would like, I'll let you borrow some of my clothes to wear." I lightly nodded my head before saying "Harry..." "Yeah?" "Thank you." "For what?" he chuckled. "Everything." He smiled and walked closer to me, gently pushing me against the hallway wall. He closed the gap between us and placed a soft kiss on my forehead. He put his hands to my hips and stared into my eyes. "I wont let him hurt you." He whispered as he closed his eyes and leaned closer to me. His lips touched mine and I didn't even think to pull away. I placed my hands around the back of his neck as he moved his hands to my butt. He lifted me up and placed my legs around his waist as he walked over to the kitchen, he placed me on the counter and stood in-between my legs. The kiss became more intimate, but he separated our lips. He started placing kisses on the crook of my neck as I fiddled with the buttons of his shirt, undoing them one by one, revealing more and more of his tattoos as I got lower. I slowly slipped my hands under his shirt, touching his chest before moving them towards his shoulders and slipping the piece of clothing off. I watched it hit the floor and he removed his lips from the skin of my neck. I pulled his forehead to mine as his chest rose and fell quickly. "I want you..." I whispered before pushing my lips into his. "I want you more." He said in-between kisses. He grabbed the hem of my leggings and fiercely ripped them off and threw them to the floor. I grabbed his belt buckle and pulled him closer to me. I slowly unhooked the belt, but he interrupted and pulled his pants off quickly himself, unable to wait. He placed his hands at the end of my shirt, about to pull it off but I grabbed his hands. "No..." "What's wrong?" he asked. "I'm scared." I said before he pulled me into a hug. I heard his fast heartbeat as my head laid upon his bare, tatted chest. "I wont let anyone touch you." "Not about that...us." "What about us?" "This, what's going on right now." "Are scared to have sex with me? I won't hurt you if that's what you're thinking." He said as he brushed his fingers through my hair. "I know you wouldn't hurt me... it's just I never did it before." "You're a virgin?" he chuckled. I pushed him off of me as I dropped down from the counter and said "Sorry, I'm not a whore." I said as I picked up my pants off the ground. "I'm not making fun of you, I think it's cute." "No you don't, your judging me." "Trust me, I'm not, and I won't rush you into doing something you're not ready for." he said as he pushed a piece of hair from my face and placed it behind my ear. He grazed his fingers over my wrists but I flinched in pain. He looked scared as he glanced down and lifted my wrists up. He stared at the handprint shaped bruises placed upon my skin. "He did this to you?" he whispered. I lightly nodded before he started placing soft kisses upon the skin of my injured wrists. He gently placed them back at my sides before planting soft kisses across the skin of my blood smeared, swollen cheek. "I should have been there..." He mumbled into my shoulder. "You were..." I said as I grabbed his cheeks in my hand. I stared into his eyes before saying "You saved me. You were there..." I removed only one of my hands from his face and grabbed his big, warm hand that hung on his side. I held it tightly as I grazed my fingers across the broken skin on his knuckles. I laid my head to his chest as I removed my hand from his cheek and laid it upon his torso. "Go clean yourself up." He stated. He let me go and placed a kiss on my cheek as he hit my butt as I walked away towards the bathroom. I shut the door behind me before I stripped my dirty clothes off and took a quick shower, making sure to get rid of the blood that was smeared throughout my skin, which was mostly Harry's and some of Dean's. I stepped out of the shower and grabbed the towel that hung from the wall, I wrapped it around my body as I realized Harry never gave me any clean clothes. "Harry!" I called out from the now slightly opened bathroom door. "Yes, babe?" he called back. "Can you please get me some clothes?" "I'll be there in a sec!" I stood and waiting until he appeared in the hallway with a handful of his clothes. "You sure you want these? I prefer you without them." I rolled my eyes before grabbing them from his hand as he giggled. I shut the door and slipped on the men's black tank top with a pair of his boxers. I walked out of the steam filled bathroom and walked around trying to find Harry. I found him in what seemed to be his bedroom and said "You had to pick the most revealing clothes you owned?" I laughed. "You look sexy." he smirked. My cheeks started to turn pink and I was interrupted by him saying "I'll take the couch, you can have the bed." "No, I don't want to kick you out of your own room. I'll take the couch." "I'm not even going to try winning this because I know how its going to end." "And how is that?" "You overpowering me and getting what you want." I grinned evilly at him before placing a kiss on his cheek and walking into the living room. I noticed a blanket and pillow already sprawled across the couch as I laid down. "Goodnight, beautiful!" Harry called out from his room. "Goodnight, handsome." I heard him lightly chuckle before everything went silent.