Jump | H.S.

Chapter 19

Harry's P.O.V.

She left me.

She fucking left me and I just stood here and let her go. There's a million possibilities of what could be out there, what could hurt her. Mostly Mike, but she wouldn't go back to him, would she?

I shake my head, and snap myself out of the bubble I'm in, before I try to move my body.

Everything seems a blur, like the world is closing around me, encasing me in my own fear. But I force myself to move. I can't let her stay out there alone, I can't let her get hurt. I'm supposed to protect her, I promised, and not because I just wanted something to protect, but because I care about her.

I open the front door, and run out into the streets. Rain falls down upon me, beating my body lightly in dribbles and sheets. It is almost hard to see, for the sun is hidden behind clouds.

"Jumper!" I yell as loud as I can, my voice echoing on the brick buildings around me, receiving stares from people passing by. I don't care what they think though, I never have, I just want her. I was so stupid to let her go; especially when she even turned around and looked at me.

She turned around.

Almost as if she was saying, "Are you going to let me go?"

I want to call someone right now, and have them beat me up the way I feel. I should have never let her go, I have no idea what the hell I was thinking.

It wasn't very long after she left, that I left for her also, but I can't see her anywhere. She couldn't have gotten too far.

"Jumper, for God's sake!" I scream up at the sky, hoping she would hear, and come out; relieving me of the misery stored inside my heart.

Jumper's P.O.V.

I was cold. Cold, wet and hungry.

I want to be back with Harry, snuggled into his arms as I sleep, but I can't go back. He needs to let go, learn to move on. I know it's hard, but goddamn you can't dwell on it 24/7.

What am I even doing? Why am I pushing myself to be out here, in the wet streets, getting soaked to the bone?

He should be the one in the rain, cold and hungry, feeling no hope left. But instead it's me.

I let out a sigh, as I realize that I don't actually want him in the cold either. I just want his eyes to open up, and his heart.

I begin to slow down into a walk, just as I faintly hear, "Jumper!" I stop walking, knowing that voice all too well.

"Jumper, for God's sake!" He sounds desperate, sad almost. I want to find him, hug him just to feel that security around me. I felt safe with him, and I knew he would protect me; but I need something more than just protection, I also need love.

I love him, and he doesn't love me back. This gives me motivation to continue, my feet moving beneath me. The rain pouring down like the tears escaping my eyes. I can't let him do this to me, I can't let him get inside of me and hurt me like this.

I want something with him. I know we need time, time to get to know each other more before we can even think about something serious, but all that doesn't even matter. Not to him at least, when it means the world to me.

I know it's sudden, I know it's a lot to take in, but I also know that sometimes when it's right, you just know. As I sat on that couch ad told him I thought I loved him, it felt so right. That makes being out here in the cold streets feel so wrong, but I can't go back.

"Jumper, please!" I hear a soft choke. He's not crying is he? I shake my thoughts away, because if I think of him crying over me; there's no doubt that I will go back to him.

I close my eyes, not being able to keep them open any longer with all the weight stored on my chest. It almost makes me even feel a bit better with them closed; letting me forget what the world looks like for just a few moments.

I stop after a bit, my legs beginning to ache, and now beginning to panic not knowing where I'm at. I'm somewhere near an alley, the good clouds are starting to darken, and the rain is letting up just a bit.

There's an eerie atmosphere, and I don't like it at all; so I go against my will and do the first thing that comes to my mind. "Harry!" I scream as I look around.

No lights are near me, showing me I must be near the outskirts of the city, scaring me even more. I don't know who could be around here, and that scares me more then the dark shadows that fall on me from the buildings.

"Harry!" I scream once again, before I see a figure in the distance. It was too tall to be Mike, and Harry being the only person taller then Mike that I know, I run towards them.

"Harry?" I whisper as fear begins to take over when I see it's not him.