Concealed

eleven

Noelle fell asleep, her head lying in my lap. I was confused and I had no other emotion running throughout me. I don't know whether she wants to be friends or whether if we try she'll push me away again.

I shut off the TV, and hit the button on the side of the recliner to lower the couch so I could fall asleep as well.

I didn't want to wake her which is why I just adjusted myself to be comfortable as well. I didn't know how safe it'd be if I carried her up to my room, but I didn't want her to leave either. She said it's not safe for me to be with her, and that for her to be over here in general isn't safe, but maybe if she stays with me I can protect her.

Her long, soft hair was sprawled out against my torso, and she was curled up in a ball, her back facing me. I played with the purple ends, twirling them through my fingers.

"Harry?" She asked groggily. It reminded me of the night I brought her here because she was passed out drunk.

"Hmm?"

"Nothing," she said. I could feel her cheeks expand on my leg tugging a smile on her pretty face. We laid in the dark, and I just listened to the hum of the cable box eventually sending me to sleep.

***

When I woke up, I had a blanket draped over me in place of the brown haired girl. I rubbed my eyes to make sure she really wasn't there. A part of me was disappointed but in all reality I expected it.

I just hate that she fucks with my emotions as if I have none.

I walked to the kitchen, to head my dad fiddling with the coffee pot.

"You want to explain why you had a girl sleeping on you this morning?" He said not looking at me. He put a filter in, and filled the pot with hot water.

"She's just a friend, don't worry, nothing happened," I told him sitting at the bar.

"Whatever Harry, don't let it happen again," and he walked away.

"You haven't even met her so what would it matter?" I spat at him, disgusted with his judgmental nature.

"Actually I did meet her, I talked to her this morning before she left. She's a lovely girl really, very sweet. Just don't let it happen again." He shrugged changing his fine of voice. He was bitter, like he hated her two seconds ago and now he likes her? I swear everyone likes to fuck with me. "She said she went out to get breakfast, and that she'll be back soon."

"When did she leave?"

"About a half hour ago,"

"Wait, you weren't going to tell me?" I asked.

"Not unless you asked," he smiled before turning on his heels and walking down the hall and up the steps leaving the coffee to brew unattended.

***

"Hello," a female voice called. "Harry?"

"Hey," I smiled turning my head to face the girl that just walked in the front door. I turned my attention from the TV to her as she had snow sticking to her dark brown roots, and little flakes sticking to her black scarf and army green jacket. She had a Dunkin Donuts bag clutched in her hand, and a carrier with two coffees in another.

She slipped off her boots and jacket, and shook her head back and forth to rid the snow and she walked over the sit with me on the couch.

"Hey," she smiled. "I got you a bacon, egg and cheese, I figured everyone likes that and you haven't mentioned if your a vegetarian or not so," she finished laughing. I cracked a smile too.

"No I love bacon, egg and cheese. Thanks," I said taking the sandwich from her hands. The lighting was dim, so I got up and dugged the chain from the lamp to illuminate the room.

I looked down to Noelle, and her gaze was fixed on her breakfast wrap. A huge bruise was scattered across her face from her temple to her jaw. I sat down next to her, taking her hands in mine. She looked at me confused but then soon realized my concern. She put her head down, and slid her hands from mine.

"Oh it's nothing," she blushed.

"What happened? You didn't have this last night?" I spoke softly with concern filling my voice.

Noelle's POV-

Harry asked me what was wrong with my cheek, I could hear the concern flooded through his voice and tone.

I have to lie.

"When I left this morning I went to my house to change. When I was about to get into my car, the sidewalk was slippery and I slipped on the ice and fell." I shrugged taking a bite of my breakfast.

"Bullshit, now what really happened?"

"Nothing that was it," I tried to convince him. He sighed in defeat knowing I wouldn't tell the truth, and took a sip of his coffee, turning his head away from me.

*flashback from this morning*

"Noelle!" My fathers voice boomed. My grandmother was in her room, as usual when my father comes around.

"What,"

"Where the fuck were you last night?"

"I was out," I shrugged. His hand came in contact with my cheek, turning my head the opposite way and causing my body to collapse to the ground. I held my cheek in my hand.

"Now, don't get fucking smart with me if you don't want that to happen again. Where were you last night?" He yelled. I was in a ball on the ground, unable to answer. I gathered my words to prevent more injuries.

"I was at my friends house, her and I needed to study for a project and I figured I could since I worked all day yesterday."

"Who's your friend Noelle? It better not be that boy! I know he came here the other day,"

"How?" I said looking up at him.

"There's cameras in your room, you must've forgotten." He laughed. "I see everything sweetheart." I fucking hate when he calls me that. He used to when my mom was around, and I liked it then because we had a good relationship. But now my mom is gone, and he's a cold hearted bastard that uses that pet name against me.

"Fuck off. I'm so so sorry I didn't work last night, but you and I both know I worked my ass off yesterday. I even skipped school! I just started too!"

"I don't give a fuck Noelle, you're to report to work whenever I ask, when you're assigned or else I'll cut your paycheck, and hurt your little boy toy. Don't fuck with me." He spat, with venom in his words. He kicked me in the stomach forcefully causing me to groan, before leaving my house leaving me on the ground, helplessly.

I snapped out of my memory, by Harry swiping his hand back and forth infront of my vision.

"Yoo-whoo, Noelle," Harry called.

"Sorry, I zoned out."

"I know, are you okay?" He asked concerned. God I'll never get enough of how caring he is.

"Yeah, sorry. I'm fine," I smiled, sipping my coffee, and watching the TV.

AUTHORS NOTE- wellllllll as you can see Noelle's padre is a dick but oh well. I don't have much to say for now which is a shocker. Thanks for reading guys and please vote! Oh I'm sure you guys already read my other fanfic but if you don't it's called Changed! I'm about to finish that, so go check it out if you haven't. You guys are awesome. xx

-Shelby