Polishing The Edges

Chapter 34

"Stop!!" I'm woken by Harry's screaming.

I sit up and rub my eyes.

Harry is sweating uncontrollably.

"Harry?" I shake him and push his hair back from his forehead.

I strip the covers off of him to allow him to cool down.

I shake him again and his eyes shoot open and search the room.

He finds me and literally jumps on me.

He hugs me so tight it's my turn to sweat now.

What was up with this?

"Are you okay?" I question his sudden movements.

"Yeah." He lies through his teeth.

"Why?"

"Huh?"

"Why does this happen every night?"

"What happen?"

"Don't play games with me at three in the morning." I poke him in the chest with my finger.

"Honestly, I don't know."

"Well what is it? What makes you suddenly do this?" I gesture towards us.

"I don't want to talk about it." He says.

"Why?"

"I said I don't want to talk about it Ella." His voice hard and angry.

I sigh. I was not going to fight with him at three in the morning.

"I just don't want you keeping things from me." I admit to the boy I was beginning to love.

"I'm not." He argues. This can wait until later.

I roll onto my side and close my eyes in an attempt to sleep.

But I can't sleep knowing something is bothering Harry.

He pulls me into his chest. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you." He apologizes into my hair.

I look back to make sure it's still Harry.

Was this him now? Did he really change for me?

"Who are you?" I whisper a little too loudly.

"What?" I face him and sheer confusion covers his face.

"Can we just talk in the morning?" I half smile while giving him my offer.

"It is the morning." He smirks.

"Very funny." I sarcastically state and shove my face into a pillow.

It just so happens that behind my annoyed expression was a girl who couldn't fall asleep the rest of the night.

She was too wound up over the boy who was changing for her.

No, he wasn't nearly as bad as they come. But he was his own character.

And every time she was around him, she forgot about everything.

All I knew was I didn't think I wanted to leave. I want to stay kidnapped forever, if this is what it's like.

It's kind of like waiting for fate.

Hoping pointlessly that you could fix someone. But there's a different between being loved and being a project. Faith backed that up well.

After all faith is taking the first steps, even if you don't see the whole staircase, right?

A/N:

The valentines chapter will be up in a day or two if not today... sorry I'm running behind on updating my week has been crazy and I got over two feet of snow. ilysm tho keep reading!