Broken ( Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 27

Chapter 27

We walked into my house careful not to hurt Harry. I couldn't stop looking at him and how hurt he was. He looked weak and I could tell he was extremely injured. He really did need a doctor, but I knew that he wouldn't want that.

My house was still empty which meant my day and Martha were not coming home tonight. They must have stayed over at his friends house.

“Where should we take him?” Keaton asked.

“To my room,” I said and we carefully went up the stairs.

Harry was really weak and he kept putting most of his weight on me. It was hard trying to get him up the staircase and I found myself out of breathe when we reached the top.

“Let's place him on my bed,” I said to Keaton.

We walked towards my bed and Keaton and I carefully placed him down. Harry groaned as his body came in contact with the mattress and I flinch knowing that he was in terrible pain. I pulled a blanket over him and then turned to look at Keaton.

“Thank you,” I said to him.

He took a step closer to me and he cupped my face brushing away the tears that were running down my face. I hadn't even realized that I was crying. It's just seeing Harry this way scared me. I thought they were going to beat him to death and I couldn't take watching them do that to him. I cared about him too much to just walk away from the situation.

“Hey,” Keaton whispered taking me in his arms, “he is going to be fine.”

I buried my head into his chest taking in his sweet scent. He smelled so good and in his arms I found myself feeling safe. He held me tight in his arms holding me in place.

“This isn't how I expect to end our night,” he said and I pulled away.

I was so distracted with the events that has just occurred that I had completely forgotten that I was on a date with him. Guilt flushed through me and I bit down on my lip nervously.

“I am sorry,” I whispered looking down at the ground. I should be ashamed of myself. Here I was for once having a good time with a guy and actually feeling like this could be something more than just a sexual relationship; when in comes crashing Harry back into my life.

“Hey it's fine,” he whispered trying to convince me that it was alright when I clearly knew that it wasn't.

I took a step closer to him thinking of only one way to make this right between us. My heart was racing and I could feel my palms nervously sweating. I took in a deep breathe and took his face in my hands. Next thing I knew our lips molded together and I could feel my heart racing with adrenaline. His lips weren't like Harry's. They were softer and the kiss was sweat. I found myself really enjoying it and I wondered if I would finally be able to get over Harry.

Harry groaned causing us to break our kiss. I turned around and he had his eyes closed.

“I should go,” Keaton said and I turned to look at him.

He leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on my lips. I felt the butterflies in my stomach flutter and smiled at him.

“Are you going to be ok with him here,” he asked.

“Uh. Yeah. I think I might just call Bethany to come get him,” I said.

He nodded then hugged me, “Call me if you need anything.”

“I will,” I promised and he walked away with a smile on his face.

I wasn't sure what that was all about, but it was different. I never had anyone make me feel like I mattered. He made me feel like I was wanted. He cared about me and I liked the feeling of being care for. I smiled at the thought and sighed to myself.