Footsteps || h.s.

Chapter Twelve

Harry's POV

I couldn't sit there any longer. I had to get out.

The amount of scars she had made me feel horrible. Guilty, and most importantly, angry.

I can't believe the bastard did such a thing!

I couldn't believe she cut...

I heard small footsteps platter behind me.

"H-h-Harry?" A shaky voice said behind me. It was Louis.

"Hey mate" I sighed and turned around so I could see him.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"Yeah... I guess" I shrugged, putting on a careless, happy side.

"Okay... Well, I'm moving out... Now...." He said.

"Alright" I sighed and helped him put his things in his car.

"Where you off to?" I asked Louis.

"Eleanor's" he smiled. I could tell he couldn't wait to see her.

"See ya later mate" I said and waved him off, before heading back inside where Scarlet laid on the couch.

There was no words, only actions. I found myself lifting up her sweater once again.

I sighed and pulled her into a tight hug.

"I'm so sorry" I whispered in her ear.

She pushed me off her.

"Don't" she growled.

I gave her a confused look.

"What did I do?" I asked.

"It's not what you did...."

Okay, I was really confused at that moment. She was making no sense.

"Then... What did I say?"

"It's not what you said...."

She was making me impatient.

"What then?"

"It's how you made me feel. I just feel like I shouldn't of fallen in love this quick-"

"How's that bad? Isn't it good? You can love again. It's what you wanted wasn't it?" I asked, cutting her off.

She put her hand on my upper thigh and hovered over me.

"Yes. Yes it was" she purred in my ear.

"Scar... What are you doing?" I asked her as she lifted up my shirt.

"To see if you have any scars" she said.

She sighed and gave up.

"Actually I do have one..." I started and showed her my finger, "I cut it when I was younger. Almost cut it off" I chuckled.

Scarlet looked at me funny.

"What?" I said.

She lifted up her hand and experimented her finger.

"Harry- I did that to. On the same finger!" She shrieked.

"Really?!" I chuckled. I kissed the scar on her hand as she did mine.

She giggled.

"I guess you're right. I did want this" she sighed, "and I need to live it while I can"

She then, planted a soft, passionate kiss on my lips. A bolt of electricity was sent through me, like always.

She pulled back and stared me in the eyes.

"Harry. It's officially decided. No buts, no ifs" she said.

I raised an eyebrow, "what?"

She rolled her eyes.

"Harry- I LOVE YOU! IT'S OFFICIAL! I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU! AND I NEED YOU! HARRY I DEFINITELY, OFFICIALLY, COMPLETELY, ONE HUNDRED PERCENT, LOVE YOU!" She screamed.

My heart fluttered and a small smirk appeared on my face, which turned into a smile.

"I love you too"