One False Move

Chapter 7

Our lips are almost touching when I come to my senses. Ahh! I shove Harry away from me and he fall back knocking a plant pot over. I don't stay to chat and dart upstairs to my room where I slam the door shut. I slide down my door like they do in the movie when I thump to the floor. Oww, they make it seem less painless in the movies.

What was I thinking? I almost kissed him, what the hell is wrong with me? Obviously I was all upset and shit so the first person that was kind to me, was like bees to honey. I was in the spare of the moment come on, it's not like I like him in that way. God, he's alright I guess but I would never in a million years like him in that way. Eww! I want to throw up now, I almost kissed him. Image if I didn't push him away, I would have kissed him....ewwwwww, gross, gross, gross!

"Ahh, Rainbow open the door now!" I hear Harry yell at me.

Not a chance! I'm safe in here, I'm not safe out there. I don't want to even look at his face. This is just too much for one day. Wait if he was going to kiss me, does that mean he likes me? Noo, eww! Unless it was something like me.

"Rainbow! I'm bleeding! I don't know where anything is!" Harry shouts while banging on the door.

He's bleeding? But how? Is this a trick or something? He seemed fine before I left, but I did push him hard. He said I could trust him, so why would he be lying now. Oh I don't know! Everything is confusing me! Ahh!

"What?!" I shouted back in a worried voice.

Why did I say that like that? Please don't tell me I have feelings for him! No way! Rainbow you hate this guy, you are not yourself, don't cave in! You were upset about mum, you just needed a friend, nothing is wrong with that. You were in the moment, you don't like him. Deep breath! Ohh, I don't like him! Finally!

"I sliced my hand on the plant pot, it's bleeding really bad. Please help me Rainbow!" Harry sobs.

Aw no! That sounds really bad! Before I could stop myself I fling open the door, to see Harry standing there crying his eyes out. I look down at his hand that is covered in blood. Oh fuck, that looks nasty! I quickly take my jacket off and apply pressure to the wound. I direct him to the bathroom while I still keep my hand on it.

"Ohh Harry. I don't know if I can sort this out." I tell him as I sit him on the toilet.

I still keep pressure on the cut as I get a flannel and try to wet it with tap water. This is harded than you think, doing this with one hand. I get it wet though and I wipe away the blood so I can see how bad it is. It's not too bad but it will need some butterfly stitches. Luckily I have some at home in my first aid.

"Is it that bad?" Harry says worried.

It's not that bad but he will have to be careful and not get it wet, since you don't want to open it back up. I seem like a doctor or something. Maybe I should be a doctor when I'm older, and you get like lots of money.

"No it's fine. I just need to use some butterfly stitches and your hand will be back to normal in about 2 weeks." I say with a smile.

I take my jacket of his hand and shove in down on my bathroom floor. I drop the bloody flannel in the sink and get up to find my first aid box. It's normally in the cupboard behind the mirror, so I open it up. I pull out the green box and dump it on the side of the bath.

"Alright Dr Moore. Does it hurt though." Harry asks while staring at his hand.

Does it hurt? Of course not. It's just strips of tapes stuff stuck across the cut. Haha, for someone who is suppose to be smart, he is quite dumb. Well he is probably in shocked so he's not thinking straight. Oh well. I open the box and pull out a rectangle spaced box that contains the stitches.