Don't let me go?

Chapter 10

As soon as I saw Harry standing there, I rushed towards him and hugged him tight.

He hugged me back, and for a moment, I felt safe. I'm sick of everything. I'm sick of being bullied, sick of crying, sick of feeling vulnerable and sick of being alone.

I couldn't think straight, so I just stayed there in his arms, feeling a sense of security. He rubbed my back and my arms, in an attempt to calm me down. When I stopped crying, he looked at me worriedly.

"What happened Rose? Why are you crying? Did anyone say anything to you?" He asked me quickly.

"V-Veronica." I managed to say and he hugged me again.

"Okay Rose, calm down. I'll go get you some water and then we can talk about it."

"Don't leave me alone, Harry. Don't let me go." I said, scared that even he will leave me, just like everyone else.

"I'll never leave you Rose. I won't ever let you go. I'm always here for you. I'll be back in just a minute." He replied.

I sat there on the grass with my arms wrapped around my knees. Just like he said, he came back in a minute with a water bottle in his hand.

"Here, drink it Rose." I took the bottle and took a sip.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked me.

"I-I don't even know what to say Harry. I feel so empty and hollow on the inside. For once I thought that coming here would be a good idea. But I was wrong, girls like me are better off at home. At least I would have saved myself from the embarrassment of being dressed up as a primary school kid in a high school party! I wouldn't have caked myself up in the make up in an attempt to look beautiful. But for a while I just forgot, ugly remains ugly, no amount of make up can cover that up!!" I said in a frustrated tone.

Harry held my shoulders and turned my body towards him. Now he was looking straight into my eyes.

"Listen to me Rose. I don't know what Veronica told you and to be honest, I don't give a damn to anything she has to say. What I know is, you are one of the most beautiful girl I've ever met! Don't let anyone make you feel any less about yourself. You're beautiful without even trying. You do not have to cake yourself up in make up to look beautiful, like all the other girls do. You're anything but ugly. You have the prettiest and the most honest eyes I've seen. And I cannot see a single tear in those eyes." He responded.

It took me a while to fathom what he said, I couldn't bring myself to believe it.

"It's not true Harry. You're lying. You're saying those things to make me feel good." I replied, refusing to believe his words.

"Rose, each and every word I said, is nothing but the truth!"

Tears sprung up in my eyes once again, because I've never met someone like Harry. Someone who understands me so well. No one has ever cared to wipe my tears and make me happy, but he did.

"Thanks for everything, Harry."

"Don't thank me Rose. What are we friends for?"

Friend.. I never knew the meaning of this word, until now.

"Do you want me to take you somewhere else?" He asked.

"Yes, please." I replied.

"Okay. I'll just go and tell Niall and Louis that we're leaving. Till then, you can stay in the car or you can come with me, if you want to."

"I think I'll stay in the car."

"Come I'll escort you there."

"No Harry, I can walk by myself."

"Of course you can, but I don't want you to."

We walked towards the car, but I felt cold, so I crossed my arms and rubbed my sides. Suddenly I saw Harry taking off his blazer.

"You don't have to, Harry"

"Here, take this Rose. And let's not argue about this." He said, handing me his blazer.

He opened the door and I got in.

"I'll be back in a few minutes. Call me if you need anything." He said.

"Thank you Harry."

With this, he left. I sat there in utter silence. My brain started running in circles. I cannot take Veronica's words out of my head. Especially the ones she used against my mom. How can she be so emotionless? How can she joke about my mother?

I miss you mom. I whispered to myself when suddenly the door to the driver's seat was opened and Harry got in.

"So Rose, where do you wanna go?"

"I miss my mom Harry. Can we go to see her?"

"Sure. So you mean I should take you home? Not a problem." He smiled.

"No Harry. My mom doesn't live with me. I'll give you the directions, just take me there."

"Sure."

He turned the ignition on and we drove off the place.

"Rose, do you mind if I ask you something?" He asked.

"What is it Harry?"

"Why don't you and your mom live together?"

I didn't know how to respond to that because I didn't want to say "She's dead"  or "She isn't there with me anymore" because none of them is true. She is not dead to me. She is alive in my memory and my dreams. And she is always there with me, in thick and thin.

"You'll see." I replied.

He suddenly put on some music. I was surprised by the familiar music. It was a song called "We can work it out" by The Beatles. It was one of my favourites.

"I thought you didn't listen to old songs?"

"I didn't, until you told me about them. I thought this might calm you down."

I recalled telling him that classical music calms me down and I was glad that he remembered.

"It surely does, Harry. Thank you." I said.

I gave him the directions until we finally stopped.

I got out of the car and stood there. In front of the.. Cemetery.

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