Not Alone For Long

Chapter 22

Cat's POV

I lay on the couch, starring at the dark ceiling wondering what the hell just happened. Everything happened so quickly that my mind still didn't realize what just happened. Why do I always manage to fuck up everything in my life. Not only my life but Jen's too. For obvious reasons, I couldn't speak with Harry anymore at least until after our stay. But this also meant that Jen would lose a friend too. Probably her only friend. I couldn't do that to her. So I decided to only deal with Harry when I absolutely had to.

I sighed with a some what disturbed content as I turned on my side. I guess it was for the best.

I just began to close my eyes when I heard muffled sobs. I instantly shot up to see Jen standing at the bottom of the stairs rubbing her swollen eyes.

" I thought I'd find you down here," she quietly murmured as her tiny feet carried her towards my now moving body. She clasped onto my abdomen as we fell to our knees on the floor.

"I dreamt about mummy," she managed to get out in between little sobs.

This happened so often for both me and her. She'd wake up in the middle of the night,crying, and crawl into bed with me to help take away the aching in her heart. I had them often too, though I'd usually wake up to a few tears on my cheeks, II'd wipe them away and find comfort in the cheap liquor that sat idly by on the kitchen counter. I know not the best way to deal with things but hey we all have our copping methods.

Her weak sobs momentarily stopped and she gently pushed herself from my body.

"Can you sleep in my bed tonight? I don't wanna sleep on the couch," she wiped the tears from her cheeks and reached her hand out for mine.

We walked silently up the stairs and down the hallway. I could see Harry's door wide open and the blue glow if the T.V. was cascading on the carpet. I did my best not to make a sound as we crept past.

We made it to the room and I laid down with Jen as her tiny figure clung to my side. I could hear Gemma stir on the other side of the room, then small footsteps sounded toward us.

"Jenny are you ok?" Her tiny voice squeaked as a finger poked the side of my cheek causing me to smile.

A muffled 'mmhmm' made its way to Gemma's ears but she still stood there.

"Gemma, it's Cat she just had a nightmare hope you don't mind me staying in here with you guys for the night." I reached over and took her hand leaving a light kiss on the back of it.

"Ok," her sleepy voice whispered and her body disappeared back into her bed.

The sound of knocking on the door awakened me and Jen squirmed into her pillow. Harry's tall form stood leaning in the door way.

"You weren't on the couch and I got nervous that you left." He croaked in an extremely attractive morning voice if I may add.

"My mum came home but she's exhausted so she's probably gonna sleep until 3."

His statement caused me to glance over at the fuzzy pink digital alarm clock that sat on top of Gemma's side table. This caused me to immediately jump up.

"IT'S 9:00! We are so late for school! Why didn't you wake me!" I tried to untangle myself from the sheets as quickly as possible which only resulted in myself falling to the ground with a thud and a groan.

"Well the girls are late for school but you and I aren't going today. I'm still concerned about your head therefore I'll be looking after you until I feel you don't need it." He tried to help me off the ground but I shrugged him off in anger.

"Who do you think you are!? I've only just met you and you think you have the right?! Well I'm telling you something Styles, you.dont.know.me." I put emphasis on each word,"So stop acting like we've known each other for years. And hell I don't even know you! But here I am standing in your sister's bed room after I just spent the night! Do you know how crazy that is?!" I ended my hollering rant and looked around the room.

Gemma and Jen has waken up. Jen had this look on her face of something like disappointment and sadness. Gemma looked just confused and when I looked at Harry, I wish I hadn't. Hurt was as clear as words on his face. His head was bowed and his hands were stuffed into the pockets of his jeans.

"I was only trying to help you cause I care," is what I think I heard him say before he, yet again, left the room. Leaving my guilty thoughts to consume me.

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I wrote most of this is math class hahah my teacher don't give a shit! Hope you enjoy! Sorry if its short I suck at making long chapters. Something I'm trying to work on! Sorry if there are any errors!

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