Hey There Delilah

Ch. 2

*Delilahs POV*

I can feel my body being moved around but I can't move. My hearing is clouded and I can only hear what sounds like mumbling. I try to move my arm but it doesn't move.

What is happening?

My eyes crack open a tiny but to reveal some light. Everything is blurry but I make out a figure that seems to be carrying me? I'm not sure.

I get set into something and I hear an engine start. Am I being kidnapped?! suddenly my brain starts working much quicker.

I open my eyes fully and blink rapidly for what seems like hours, just to clear my vision. I'm in a car. I try to move my neck but my body isn't working fully yet.

Using my full strength I sit up in my seat and turn to my left.

My jaw drops, probably to the floor. I blink again to make sure in not crazy.

"Harry?" my voice sounds dry as I croke out the words

"Shhh" he silences me.

I scrunch my eyebrows together.

"Where are we going?" I look around and none of the scenery looks familiar.

"My house" he says coolly.

"No. Turn around. I'm going home!" I protest, crossing my arms.

He doesn't reply as he drives down a long gravel driveway, revealing a big White House that looks like it could be a mansion. I stare at the building for a couple of seconds.

He can't live here! can he? I don't know but I want to go home. I barely know him and I'm not sure what even happened during class so I need to leave.

"What happened to me?" I say as I close the door to his old fashioned car.

"You passed out then you were mumbling about some person named josh in your sleep so I took you from class"

Josh.

Just the thought of him makes me sick to my stomach.

Oh my god! I'm so stupid! I should've known that's why I was sick before class.

I accidentally hit my stomach on a door knob and since I have bruises on my intestines (ew right?) it made me sick.

I hate him. This is all Josh's fault.

"You okay?" Harry turns to me staring me straight in the eyes.

No.

"Yeah fine" I say, fake smiling.

"You look a little pale. Want something?"

I pace behind him into the huge kitchen. My stomach is still full from my earlier food so I decline his offer.

I pull out the bar stool chair and take a seat. My legs swing back and forth, knocking lightly on the small wooden bar placed at the bottom of the chair.

"Harry?" a un familiar voice rings through the house as a brunette boy enters the kitchen.

"Hey Louis" he replies casually.

I clear my voice, getting both of their attention. I raise my right eye brow, silently asking for an introduction.

"Louis this is Delilah, Delilah this is Louis. He is basically my brother" Harry gestures between us during his intro.

I smile and Louis pulls me in for a hug. I hug him back and he releases me soon after, sitting me back in my chair.

"Good to meet you" his eyes shine and I smile up to him.

"You too"

Harry finishes whatever it is he was doing and motions for me to follow as he pads over to the living room. I get up and silently obey as we enter the living area.

A huge black sectional covers the wall to the right and the wall straight in front. A huge, and I mean huge, plasma tv adorns the wall parrell to the sofa and two recliners sit on either side of the ends of the bug couch.

I take a seat right in the middle of the sofa and Harry plops down beside me.

"Let's watch a movie" he suggests

I nod "Avengers?"

He finds it on the ONDEMAND section and we sit silently as the commercials flash by.

Fourty minutes later they're in the huge battle with Loki toward the end and I'm holding my breath as tony stark plunges into space, only to barely make it back to earth in time.

The end credits flash by quickly and we turn the lights back on. I look at the clock on the walk and almost scream.

1:57 am?!

"I need to go home!" I shout to Harry, jumping off the sofa.

"No just text your mum or something. Stay over please" he whines.

"Harry my mum isn't going to agree to let me stay over at some strangers house let alone a boy stranger" I say tossing my hands in the air.

"Then tell her you're staying at a friends"

I contemplate but end up with the conclusion she simply won't believe me.

"I'm going to the bathroom then we are going to my house" I say sternly

I jog to down the hall and open the door to what I'm pretty sure is the bathroom.

Lucky me it is.

I finish washing my hands and fix my smudged makeup from under my eyes before flattening my hair and returning back to Harry, who is now sprawled on the sofa.

"You can stay" he says groggily

What?

"What?"

"I texted your mum from your phone and she said you could stay over. Come" he pats the spot next to him and I want to argue but I'm honestly too tired.

I sleepily trudge over and lay next to him on the coach. As soon as my body touched the cushions he pulls me to his body, wrapping both arms around me protectively.

If I wasn't half asleep I would pull away. Maybe?

I don't want to pull away actualy. I never want to be out of his warm embrace. Or am I just saying that out of the spur of the moment?

I'm not sure. But the smell of his cologne with his cinnamon scent pulls me to sleep faster than I thought possible.