Shattered - |d.s|

XI

He broke away from the kiss and started to back away, guilt in his eyes.

"This was a bad idea, I'm sorry, I know you don't feel the same way but I felt something and then I kissed you, fuck I'm so stupid please forgive me." He pleaded, running his hand through his hair.

He likes me.

I approach him and hug him, my hands resting around his waist. He stood frozen, shocked, due to the way I reacted.

"I like you too." I whisper, looking up to him and perking his lips. He smiles and kisses me more forcefully, his eyes turn a darker shade of blue, lust filling his eyes.

"Thank god." He mutters, playing with my hair. We both lay on the bed, cuddling each other. I snuggle closer to him while he draws small patterns across my back.

My mind races back to Harry. I shouldn't be thinking of Harry when Dan is here.

I've never felt this way before with Harry.

The butterflies that erupt from your stomach. The way your heart starts to increase, thumping like a drum, the way your palms begin to sweat, the way you can't stop staring at him, admiring him, processing every detail about him, memorising every characteristic, every line across his face, the way you want to talk to him forever, listen to his smoothing voice. The way you want to be the reason he laughs, he smiles. The way you want to comfort him whenever he's sad.

"Dan" I whisper, looking at him.

"Yes?" He whispers back, matching my stare.

"Thank you."

"For what?" He frowns, kissing my cheek lightly.

"For choosing me. Dan there are millions of girls after you, you could have picked anyone but you choose to pick me, the broken one. The one who gets memories and ends up crying. The weak one. Dan you know I'm not fine, and I might never be fine. The scars that are left in my heart might never heal. I can't promise you I'll be best." I say, tears welling up in my eyes.

Why do I feel so emotional all of a sudden.

Because your not worthy of him. My mind voices back.

"Love, you may not be like the others. But I don't want you to be like them. You are special to me and no one can ever replace what I feel for you. I know there's still more to your past that you haven't told me yet and i know you will once you feel comfortable. I'll always be by your side, walking the same path as you. I'll protect you." He states, wiping away the tears that have fallen from my face. He kisses me on the lips, the electricity flowing through my body.

I'll be strong. For him. For the person who truly loves me. I'll suffer, I'll let the the memories haunt me. If I'm with Dan, I'll go through anything.

"Danny, can I do something?" I smirk, letting happiness fill my soul.

"What's that? And don't call me Danny, I hate it!" He pouts.

"Fine Danny! Can I play with your hair?" I emphasise 'Danny' earning myself a growl from him.

"I don't normally let anyone touch my hair, but you can do whatever." He says, poking me in the shoulder.

I touch his hair and oh my. It's so soft like candy floss. I purposely mess it up making Dan tickle me. I start giggling and tell him to stop between giggles which I fail miserably. He suddenly stops, looking down at my stomach. My shirt has been lifted.Oh shit.

He gently touches the scars, his cold fingers grazing along each one. He looks up at me, demanding an explanation. His face shows sadness. Almost guilt.