Skinny love

VIII

“I just really care about you..” his husky low-toned voiced echoed deeply throughout my head although I wanted to come out and burst out crying in his arms telling him how much I missed his hugs.. or how much I just missed him. Although I was scared. I feared for my life. There was nothing here that possibly brought me happiness. I could endlessly bury myself in books and food but I would never feel the sensation of happiness…. nor… heartbreak. A love heartbreak. The feeling of your heart fluttering as they called it. Butterflies. Oh Gosh I’ve always wondered what those felt like? 

“Ashley darling, You’ve been there for a long time are you alright sweetheart?” a old faint voice came from the other side of the door. 

“Yes I’m fine thank you” I trembled noticing how cold the water had turned.

Turning off the shower water and wrapping myself in a towel, I heard Ms.Margaret’s foot steps begin to walk away faintly. Unsure. “Um Actually I-“ 

“Yes?”

“I-Is you know h-e” 

“No, darling he went out early in the morning… but he slept outside your bedroom door”

Harry? Slept? Here. He had the entire comfort of his bedroom bed but he honestly decided to sleep here on the floor outside my bedroom door? Why? Was it possible that maybe he actually did care and I wasn’t being such an over-dramatic idiot.

“I know Harry isn’t the type of person to react very well when he’s angry but ashley.. I can promise you he really cares about you. He brought you hear to keep you safe. Don’t you think it’s time you let go? Of the pain?” her voice almost made me think of harry but it was still her.

“Thank you” and with that she exited the bedroom and headed down stairs. 

Although here I had no clothes I found an old Vintage top white laced pastel coral green dress. 

I rarely used dresses but this would do. It was worn down. By the years of washing and non-using. I placed my hair into a small bun and slipped on my white flats.  

suddenly I felt like a princess. 

And I longed for my prince. 

I walked gently down the stairs trying my best not to look like a total idiot and fall. 

Their was suddenly a knock at the front door. 

Before Ms. Margaret could possibly turn the corner to open it I smiled widely and Opened it and before me stood him.

“Hello?” I laughed unsure of what he was doing here, but he didn’t answer me he just stared at me.

“uh- Sorry” he licked his lips he was actually dressed casually this time…white t-shirt and black jeans..honestly I could picture harry wearing..

“I’m sorry..hello” he smiled nervously unsure by this entire situation. 

“You look beautiful” 

Alright..stranger..this situation obviously wasn’t creepy..

“Thank you” I blushed.

“Could I speak to you outside you know?” his eyes looked over towards the right which is when I turned to notice Ms. Margaret standing behind me.

I nodded slightly. 

“Ashley-“ she began.

“I’ll be gone for just a second.. alright?”

Once closing the door I inhaled the the fresh air deeply. 

“It’s so beautiful outside” I walked over towards a rose bush I hadn’t even noticed Harry had here. 

“You don’t seem to come out much?” he chuckled. 

“That’s because I don’t” I nodded looking up at him.

He knitted his eyebrows and parted his lips as if he was beginning to ask a question but then decided not too. Which honestly seemed like the best thing to do at a moment like this.

“So what did you want to talk to me about?”

“Well, I wanted to thank you” he nodded proceeding, Cutting a rose from the small bush, snipping off the throns. “For helping me you know…I don’t know what I was doing.. I was an idiot. We break up and fight so much but this time I kinda messed things up again” he sighed. 

“Honestly I know you didn’t have to come out and you know help out and talk to me but you did which is amazing… if it weren’t for you I’d probably go get drunk at the Nocturnal Club and probably be an asshole to the waitress there..” he nodded. 

My heart froze.

Nocturnal club?

This was the moment when the pieces came together…he was the asshole in the shades at the club. The asshole who left me a tip. He didn’t seem like such an asshole now…

“Oh.-“

“Well no need to thank me honestly, I just felt you didn’t deserve to be alone in the cold crying…you’re a nice person- you didn’t deserve that you know? We accept the love we think deserve and” before I could finish rambling excuses on why I pushed myself to do he cut me off by placing the white rose in my hair. 

“It suits you” he chuckled. 

“Well thank you” I nodded before walking towards the door. 

“Hey ash?” 

“Yes”

“Do you think you’d wanna hang out today? Come over?” he licked his lips and stuck his thumbs in his pockets.

Unsure of my hand, I headed towards the door.