Linger (h.s)

Night Terrors.

"Harry, stop moving," I ushered to him, giving him a slight nudge. I settled back down again, closing my eyes ready to fall back to sleep only to be awoken by Harry moving again.

I pushed my body from the bed, forming into a sitting up position next to the fidgety boy. Harry's body twitched every now and then; as if he was having a bad dream. I stood from the bed, altering my head to the side as I looked at Harry in confusion.

I watched as his body began to shake slightly, "No, no." he began to murmur to himself. "Stop it, you can't take her!" He began to scream. I lent back down to the bed, nudged Harry's body only to have a large hand grasp at my wrist tightly, finger nails digging into my skin.

"H-harry, l-let go, you're hurting me," I softly pleaded, trying to pry my hand from his strong grip. I watched as Harry's body tensed, sweat droplets quickly forming on his forehead and chest as he tossed and turned sharply. Harry's grip on my wrist tightened, to the point of my body not being able to take the pain. I let out a loud cry of pain.

"HARRY!" I screamed, bashing on his chest with my other hand.

Harry eyes darted open, not to his usual beautiful green orbs, but to pure darkness. I yanked my hand from his grip with a cry, stumbling back off the bed only to land in a heap on the floor. Tears streamed down my face as I gently touched the red fingers marks imprinted into my skin, little beads of blood forming from where his fingernails had penetrated. I looked up at a panting Harry, his eyes slowly turning back to the normal green they usually were.

I quickly stood from the floor as Harry did the same, he stepped closer to me as I backed away a step. Still shielding my wrist with my other hand, Harry gestured out a hand to me, I flinched back slightly.

"What's wrong," Harry softly asked as I once again stepped back, closing into the corner of his bedroom.

I gently lifted my hand exposing my wrist, Harry's finger imprints very dominantly showing now. I wiped away a few tears that had fallen from eyes down my cheeks as I returned my vision back to Harry.

"What happened?" He asked, gently touching my fingertips of my injured hand.

"You did." I watched as Harry's eyes widened, his facial features slowly turning soft.

"Did I do that?" He asked softly, stepping back slowly from me. I think the short silence he received was enough to confirm. I felt 2 large hands pick me up by the waist, slowly carrying me over to the bed. Harry gently laid me down in the centre of the bed, climbing on top of me and gently placing my hand within his. I felt as Harry's lip left little kisses on the top of my hands caressing where his fingers had left prints into my skin. I let out a soft wince when his lips grassed one of the cuts he had made.

Harry stopped the kisses, resting his head on my stomach with his left ear faced down.

"I'm so sorry," I hear him softly sniffle against me.

"It's okay."

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As the water from the shower dripped down my body and cascaded to the floor, immense amounts of thoughts flooded into my head. What was going on in his dream, or more as so what was going on with him?

I quickly rinsed the conditioner from hair before turning the water off and stepping out. I grabbed one of the towels off the rack, drying my body before applying the new set of clothes that Harry had laid out for me. I wrapped the towel around my hair before walking out into Harry's room, only not to find him. The aroma of food filled my senses as I descended down the stairs, finding a somewhat shirtless curly haired boy positioned in front of the stove mixing something.

Harry's back muscles flexed and relaxed against his beautiful tanned skin as he continued to stir. I cleared my throat before moving closer to Harry, his eyes turning sharply to meet mine.

"What's for breakfast?" I asked, referring to the pot of food in front of Harry.

"Bacon and Eggs." I licked my lips at the thought of food, I was so hungry.

Harry turned to face me walking over and giving me a soft hug.

"I really am so sorry," He ushered gently rubbing my back, I pulled back from the hug, resting my non-injured hand on his cheek before pulling him in for a kiss.

"It's okay," I replied pulling back.

Harry rested both of his hands on my side, propping me up to sit on the kitchen bench. He spun around, reaching into one of the cupboards above the stove. He pulled out a first aid kit, retrieving a large bandage. He wiped the few deep finger nail marks with a wound wipe before applying the bandage on top.

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"What do you mean his eyes were black?", Lexi asked in confusion as she shovelled another spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. "I dont know any way to explain it other than, his eyes were just black."

I looked down to my bandaged wrist, slowly undoing the wrapping and showing Lexi my bruised and swollen wrist, the finger prints and cuts Harry had made in my skin. She quickly covered her mouth before letting out a gasp.

"Did he," I nodded in response covering the bandages over my wrist once again.

"But he didn't mean it, it wasn't his fault. He was having a bad dream," She gave me a reassuring smile before continuing to shove ice cream once again into her mouth.

"You are right, now let's get past this serious talk and down to girly stuff. How's the love life exactly? Have you Harry done it yet?" I choked at her words before blushing slightly, It wasn't more as so that I just feel as though I could be blushing. I could feel how red my cheeks were, I was in fact blushing.

"Oh my god, you guys totally fucking have! Give me details. Wow actually, not like details details, like how was it details." I giggled at her.

"Okay haha, well there is only a few ways to explain it. It is fucking amazing."

"Wait so youse actually have done it, oh my god." Her hand slashed to her mouth before gasping again.

"You lucky duck, my god. How many times??!!?!?!" Lexi really had always been the one to ask questions, no matter what topic she would continue to ask and ask and ask questions.

"Only once Lex."

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