My savior

Odd

Same warnings apply to this chapter as well. Honestly though I'm pretty sure most of this FanFiction will have mature themes so if that bothers you then I don't recommend reading this.
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Harry;

It was odd, that I'd kissed tom. I hoped he didn't mind though if he had then he probably would've done something about it. It was a thank you, I didn't want to say it again but I wanted to show him.

Tom was really very nice, you just had to be close with him. He tended to act coldly towards others and was a bit morbid sometimes, I didn't mind though. We'd been friends for so long that even if tom wasn't showing it on his face, with he usually didn't, I could still tell how he felt. He could probably do the same with me.

It was nice, having a friend as close as tom was to me. I could tell him anything, like that I'd just killed three people and he'd just help me get rid of the evidence. Though I think that if one of were to go on a killing spree it'd be tom.

I sighed into his neck, I was still very shaken and honestly scared from last night. Sure Vernon had hit me before but it had never been as severe as that. The most frightening part was after I'd hit the glass table next to the couch and fell onto it, braking it. Vernon had been so angry that he looked as though he was going to explode. He jumped on me, the glass sinking into my back, and started to strangle me. I had only escaped because Dudley had pulled Vernon off with Petunia's help, they probably didn't want him to kill me and be sent to jail.

I shuddered as I remembered it and rubbed my neck. I had a full on panic attack once I reached tom, I couldn't and didn't see a need to keep anything in while in his presence. I really didn't want to go back, I'm afraid that I'll brake down at the sight of Vernon. He could've killed me. I could be dead right now, I squeezed my eyes shut and held onto tom harder.

I couldn't keep thinking about this, I had to distract myself. I took a deep breath to clam down and leaned back from Tom's neck, looking at him.

Tom gave me a reassuring grin, he knew how badly this affected me, I smiled back. I couldn't think of anything to say that could start a conversation that'd distract me from the events of last night. I almost just wanted to bury my face back into Tom's neck but I knew that I'd just keep on thinking about it.

I gave up my attempts at trying to think of a topic, I'll just make tom do it he's in a better mental shape then I am at the moment. "Distract me?"

It looked like he was debating on what he should say, like his first idea had been a bad one. Finally it seemed as though he had settled on something." Of course." Tom replied before pulling me towards him by the back of my head.

I was barely a centimeter away from his face and he lightly held my head there, as if asking if this was okay. I had an inkling as to what he was going to do but I couldn't say I really minded. I'd had always found Tom attractive and then when we became close I developed a crush, but I had pushed it to the back of my mind. I didn't want to possibly ruin an already great relationship, I liked tom way too much to risk it. If I'm being honest, I need him, he helps me so much just by being near me that I couldn't fathom not ever being close to him again. Sure he can be an ass sometimes but so can I, so can everyone.

We stayed like that for a while and then when tom was certain that I wouldn't object to it he closed the distance between our lips. I would've in a second if he hadn't done it then, I'm quite impatient.

As our lips molded together I could almost not believe that we were actually kissing, making out even. It was very soft but full of emotion. I pulled tom closer, not liking how far away he was, witch was odd sense we had already been very close to one another.

I moved to sit on Tom's lap as he sat up against the head of his bed, his hand in my hips. I noticed how lightly he touched me, like I was fragile. I don't know how I feel about being considered fragile but I was just going to assume that it was because he didn't want to cause me anymore pain by touching my wounds too hard.

I was running my hands through his wavy hair, it was always so soft. His hands started running up and down my bare sides and then over my upper back, stopping at my shoulders and then going back down. It was soothing and combined with our lazy kiss I was feeling a whole lot calmer. Safer.

Tom broke our kiss and leaned back a bit, taking his shirt off. I was glad the wall of cloth was finally gone, he smirked at me when he saw that i was looking at his chest.

Tom's torso looked nothing like my own skinny one, his was more toned. That was to be expected though since he had been on the track team sense middle school. I would've joined a sports team but Dudley had threatened me into not doing any, I wasn't that into sports anyway. Just thought it might've been fun.

Tom also had a few moles and freckles dotted along his chest and back. I started to cont them but then Tom made me lose count by interrupting my thoughts.

He held the back of my neck, mindful of my bruises." Your okay with this right?" Tom asked. He looked as if I'd run out of his room screaming any second now or something.

"If I wasn't okay with this then I wouldn't have made out with you for so long." I grinned. Seriously, he treats me like some weak little kid sometimes, it would be aggravating but I knew it was just because he didn't want to lose me just as much as I didn't want to lose him.

Tom chuckled at that." Yeah, I just want to make sure." He then turned serious." You'd tell me if you felt uncomfortable in any way, right?"

I sighed." Yes, but I don't so." I pecked him on his lips. "Can we continue, your supposed to be distracting me." I knew that sounded a bit sassy but it was true, and he new as much as I did that I wouldn't do something that I didn't want to if I could easily not do it.

Tom smiled." Course." He then pulled our heads back together and we continued. Though this time a lot less tentatively and a lot more sensual. I think I preferred this.

We were fully making out now and the only things in the way of skin to skin contact was our sweatpants. Tom's hands were on my lower back, pressing us together as I was found the same but with my hands on his shoulders and head.

I had only just noticed the sounds that were emitting from my mouth, too caught up in the moment to pay attention to any sounds. Every time tom pulled me forward I would moan, that was embarrassing.

Tom then turned up over so that he was on top of me and we were lying down. I made a surprised noise at the sudden movement and wrapped my legs back around his.

Then tom stopped kissing my mouth and I was about to complain when he kissed my neck." Mmh." Tom started to kiss all of the bruises on my neck.

Then one of the worst thing that could've occurred happened." Tom?" A middle age sounding lady said as she walked into Tom's room." We're leaving and I wanted to kn-" she stopped finally noticing our position and what we had been doing. She turned around and walked back out without uttering another word.

My face was beat red while tom just looked annoyed. We had both been watching the woman and once she left we looked back at each other. We burst out laughing.

"That poor lady." I said in between bouts of laughter. At that tom started laughing harder.