chapter four.

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-harry's P.O.V-

i caught her.

wait,

i caught her!

"rachael?" i worriedly say, looking down at her face, flushed of its colour. i pick her up properly and carry her carefully over to the couch, softly placing her down onto it, stepping back. watching for any sudden moments. Soon she starts to stur, rushing over to her side, i see her flutter her eyes open.

"rachael..." i breathe, relief flushing throughtout my body.

"h-harry..?" she asked, confusion laced in her tone. It felt like hours had passed in the mere minutes I stood there, looking at her.

"you caught me..." she whispered, eyes wide. she was staring at me.

I nodded.

"thanky-you harry!" she breathed as she got up from the couch to hug me, I chuckled lightly, hugging her back.

"anything for you, love."

-Rachael's P.O.V-

I was so flustered, thinking that I was for sure going to die!

but harry caught me.

he saved me...!

"I-I should go to my room..." I said, feeling my nerves roll off me like tidal waves, he seemed to notice.

"no rach! it's fine" he laughed "are you hungry? we are having dinner soon if yo-"

"no thanks" I cut him off, I didn't want to eat, I wasn't even hungry truthfully!

he stared at me, opening his mouth as if he were to talk, but quickly shut it.

"I-I'm just n-not hungry I-.." I mumbled incoherently, hoping he would hear me.

"Rachael?" he asked me, concern evident in his words.

"yes Harold?" oh no...

"are yo-" he stopped and took in a deep breath.

"are you starving yourself?"

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