A/N: Sorry if I've made you miss me and thanks for being here to wrap me in a virtual hug whenever needed. I love you.
Quesoftheday: Favorite female singer and girl band? Any specific reason to like her+them or just her voice?
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"Mike don't go! Mike please! Mike I won't be able to sleep without hugging you! Mike please! Mike!" I keep running downstairs after Michael, until I fall down on the ground . My dad closes the door after Michael walks out of the house.
"Don't go after him Snow, he's drunk and he may hit you. Come back to dad my dear child." My father leads me to my room but I run fast to the door calling Michael's name again and again.
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"Snow look at me, Snow!" I open my eyes screaming and see Harry's fearful face.
I sit up on the bed and hug Harry tightly, hiding my face in his chest, the sound of my loud sobs breaking the silence of the room.
"I want everything b-back Harry, everything." I utter against his naked warm chest, my fingertips digging in his bare back in a fear of losing, a fear of losing him too.
"You want to talk about it?" I feel his hand caressing my back in a round motion and the other one in my hair.
"It's the same nightmare, I stopped having those years ago but they've been disturbing me again n-nowadays." I tell tilting up my head, bonding our vision.
"Who's Mike? I've noticed you uttering the name in your nightmares." He asks and makes me sit between his legs. I take a minute to stop sniffling and then look at him swallowing the lump in my throat.
"Michael, Michael Clifford, he's my elder brother. He left the house years ago. He was the world to me as much as I was to him. I couldn't sleep without watching his face." A sad smile escapes along with a teardrop when my memories starts to sharpen inside my mind.
"He used to drink every night and I would keep waiting for him sitting on the staircase. Screaming at each other was a common daily thing between my father and Michael." I stop and look down at my hands which are gently placed above Harry's large one.
"Why they would scram on each other?" Harry breaks the silence, pulling me closer to him by my stone cold knees.
"Dad wanted Michael to get involved in dad's company but Michael wanted to do something of his own, that was the main reason. But when Michael started to drink being frustrated, it became more critical. Dad started to taunt Michael about using his money." I swallow the lump in my throat and look at Harry.
"Didn't anyone tell anything?" Harry asks interlacing our fingers, running his fingers on my white knuckles.
"My mum died when I was two years old. You know I've lost the m-most precious gift of my l-life at a very early age." I take control over my tears with a sad smile.
"Haven't you meet Michael after that night?" He asks placing a kiss in my hair.
"No, I searched for him but I couldn't find him anywhere." I tell wiping away my tears.
He pulls me to him until my chin touches his busted shoulders and makes my legs lay in the bed around his waist. He wraps me with his arms and I hug him back.
I close my eyes in comfort when my nostrils starts to inhale the sweet vanilla cologne from Harry. I needed to inhale this scent, it's the only thing which helps me to exhale all my discomforts out.
We keep sitting on the bed in this position until my alarm breaks our way of comforting each other silently.
"You want to sleep a little? It's only six." Harry yawns pushing me apart from him slowly.
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Fireflakes- H.S AU
Fanfiction*COMPLETED BUT NOT EDITED* She loves snowflakes; soft, white, pure and free as her personality. And he's like fire; ironic, dark and careless about everything without himself. They never meant to be together, but when they collided the whole world...
