How To Save Her Life

Chapter 2:

It's really short but I guess somewhat intense n sad..¿ maybe idek. But yea

Chapter 2:

Alex's POV

I didn't think he would believe that I used him, but I guess the thought just pieced together all of his confused thoughts of my past. I never answered his questions, and I didn't tell him any more than I had to. But the worst part about him believing them wasn't that he believed them over me; it was that I knew it was coming.

It was about two months after I met Harry, and I was walking back from work; Harry got me a job at the bakery with him. My shift ended early, and Harry was off that day. I was going to stop at the store first, and pick something up for him; after all that he did for me, he deserved a gift. As I turned the corner, I slammed into something, or someone. I looked up to see the leader of the runaways looking back at me with a smirk. "Bou-" I choked out his nickname, Boulder, before he stopped me. "Only trustworthy runaways can call me that, Alex." His deep, loud voice made my teeth chatter. He was alone, and I was scared. "Listen here; you pay me back soon, or I tell the boy." Now I was terrified, but I held my ground. "What boy?" I asked innocently. "Don't play games, Small." I clenched my fists at my side. Small was what they called me when they first took me in; a name I never wanted to be called again. I changed since I was first with them, and I didn't want to be reminded of those days. "Fine; but keep him out of this. This is my past, and my problem." I wanted to smack that smirk right off his face. "But Darling, as long as he is with you, this is his problem, and his future too."

I shook my head. I was so stupid. I could have stopped this from happening. I could have paid them. If I did, I would still be safe; I would still be with Harry.

Harry's POV

I thought about her as I walked home, too drunk to drive. I remembered her playful eyes, her beautiful smile, her long hair that she always put in a braid. I can't believe she used me. She used me to get away from the runaways; but it all felt so real. All the smiles and laughs; I would have never guessed they were fake.

Alex's POV

I thought about him as I waited for the next beating. I remembered his capturing eyes, his breathtaking smile, and his curly hair that I loved to mess up. I can't believe I was using him; was. In the beginning, I saw him as a way out, but I grew to see him as more. As time went on, I fell for him. It wasn't an act; it was real. All the stolen glances, the kisses; everything. But I let him go because of a stupid mistake.