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ch. 5

*Amberlyns POV*

I woke up this morning with a new kind of energy, all i could think about was what i was going to do today and what would happen.

Harry was probably sound asleep in the guest bedroom, and the thought of that made me smile.

it felt amazing to make him happy, and to make him feel wanted and when he hugged me yesterday, my heart was beating against my rib cage for him.

I opened the waffle maker as i pulled another waffle out onto the plate, humming quietly to myself in thought.

What would happen now though?

Is it absolutely creepy i don't want him to leave?

Jesus, i've known him for less than 24 hours, now i'm definitely sounding crazy.

I didn't want him to leave to go to nothing, leave to go walk around aimlessly, or to sleep on the streets again.

i frowned slightly at the thought of him alone again out in the cold, i sighed to myself as i scrambled some eggs into a bowl.

Talking with Harry last night created kind of an easy going relationship between us. He was super easy to talk to, was quite funny, and was really down to earth.

i stayed away from the personal questions regarding why he was homeless and what happened to his family and why they don't want to see him.

if he wanted to tell me he'd tell me on his own, i would not pressure him into telling me.

i turned my head as soft footsteps ceased beside me looking at the boy now standing beside me the same way he did last night.

Yet this time he looked well rested, his eyes more of a green shade without the dark bags underneath. His curly hair stuck out in different places, and his skin regained its tan color.

i smiled at his tired face, as he gave me a lopsided grin.

"good morning sleeping beauty." i said playfully, as he smiled and let out a soft laugh.

"morning." he said lightly his voice deeper and a bit raspy from sleeping. "hope i didn't snore to loud last night, cause i slept like a baby." he said to me as he scratched the back of his neck gently, dressed in the same outfit from last night the same black sweatpants hanging loosely from his hips, as the white shirt clung to him slightly.
i chuckled while he ran a hand through his messy curls.

"i'm glad you slept well." i grinned as i set the plate of waffles, now scrambled eggs, and bacon on the counter. I glanced at him as i watched his eyes look over the food hungrily.

i grabbed two plate from my cabinet as i held one out for him, his eyes looked at me softly as he took it from my hands gentle as ever.

"you want me to stay for breakfast?" he said quietly, i nodded immediately as i grabbed some forks and knives.

"well i can't eat all of this by myself." i said waving at the food in front of me as i sat at the stool. He watched me for a second before sitting beside me throwing a smile my way.
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"i can't help but feel i'm feeding off of you." he said silently after a few minutes of eating, i looked at him to find him staring at me already.

"Harry, you aren't feeding off of me at all, this is my decision. i'm one hundred percent willingly to help you." i paused as he nodded softly. "i'm here for you and i hope you know that." i said softly, his eyes stared into mine as they looked glossy.

"i've never had anyone really care for me, and it means a lot that you are doing this for me." he said quietly looking down at his lap, i gently set my hand on his arm in hope to comfort him.

His sadness radiated off of him as he looked back at me, tears filling his eyes.

"i don't even know why i'm crying." he said with a small dry laugh as a tear finally rolled down his cheek. i shifted in my chair immediately facing him as i set my hand on his cheek wiping away the small tear.

"its okay to cry Harry." i said almost at a whisper feeling my heart break for him as he looked at me with his sad eyes.

*Harrys POV*

why the hell are you crying harry?

get your shit together! i screamed inside at myself looking at her big beautiful brown eyes as my emotions were pouring out.

They had been trapped inside for so long, i forgot what it felt like to cry and feel emotions. Amberlyn seemed to be unintentionally picking at my locked box of emotions.

Memories flowed through my head, thinking of my parents, and all the cold lonely nights i had. The nights i spent sleeping on a piece of cardboard in a dark dirty alleyway, the mornings i spent sitting on a bench as people gave me dirty disgusted looks.

"oh Harry." Amberlyn cooed softly scooting her stool close to me as suddenly i was letting the tears fall down my face freely. My bottom lip quivered as her arms wrapped around my shoulders gently, my head falling to her shoulder as she comforted me.

I felt everything i've bottled up for so long pour out of me with my tears that wet her shoulder quickly, i wasn't sure why she was so open to helping me.

why on earth she was letting me, a strange homeless boy, sob into her shoulder helplessly.

her hand gently pet my hair as she whispered sweet nothings into my ear.

'its going to be okay Harry.'

'I'm here for you.'

'let it all out.'

i lifted my head from her shoulder slowly as i eventually calmed down, swallowing back down my memories as she gently wiped away the tears that stained my cheeks.

"oh god i'm so sorry." i whispered suddenly feeling so embarrassed, avoiding her gaze as i looked away wiping my tears on the shirt i was wearing.

"don't apologize for having feelings Harry." she whispered as she set her hand on mine gently, i looked at her small hand on top of mine.

god if i wasn't a mess right now, id be flipping my shit freaking out at such contact from her. Her hand gently guided me to look at her as she stared at me warmly, without that stupid sympathetic sad look people usually give you.

"do you want to watch a movie?" she asked softly, her lip twitching up into a smile, as i couldn't help but let out a laugh.

she smiled widely now as i smiled at her nodding.

"yay! okay cmon lets go rent something off the tv." she said as she jumped off the stool, leaving the messy kitchen behind she hopped to the living room before plopping down on the couch.

her head turned my way as she turned on the tv, her smile was wide as she waved me to come over patting the cushion beside her.

i smiled slightly shaking my head.

how did i get so lucky to be here?