I followed Harry down the hall to the elevator. as we walked I looked out the large window to see it was pouring rain out side, the sky was filled with dull grey clouds and the lightning shone through the thick clouds. I felt my heart skip a beat and my hand grab Harry's shirt as the thunder roared. I heard a chuckle and looked over to Harry who was looking straight. "Your afraid of thunder." He said, pressing the buttons to the elevator. "W-what are you doing?" I asked as I watched Harry press all the buttons for each floor. "My tradition. I do it all the time why do you think I'm always late. " "wow." "but I thought you were afraid of elevators. " I said gripping the railing tightly that my knuckles even turned white. "No I just get a bit dizzy sometimes. "
Harry's POV
I watched Stacey closely her hands gripped the railing as she took in unsteady breaths. She looked scared like she had seen a ghost. "Are you okay?" I said stepping close to her. "Yeah I am!" she said snapping as I touched her arm.
She was perfectly fine before. I think she might be on her period or something. "Okay jeez I was just asking. " "well maybe you should stop asking and shut your mouth. " yup she was definitely on her period. "YOU-"
The lights in the elevator shut and it unsteadily stopped. "Look what you did you fucking dick." Stacey said as he let started banging on the doors. "What do I do?" I said grabbing my phone to shine some light in the small space. I sat my self down and watched as she pounded on the door and yelled for help. I tilted my head up and rested it on the wall of the elevator. "Help...... Please." Her voiced cracked as She hit her back against the wall and slid down running her hand through her hair.
"You know this all your fault." she said looking at me. Her eyes seemed to glow with the dim light of my phone. "No it's not." We practically sat there arguing for a hour.
"Why are you breathing so unsteady."
Stacey's POV
I sat there with my head in my hands thinking of the worst possible ways of me dying. I thought and thought that I almost didn't hear Harry's question. "Cause I just am." I said feeling the need to puke and I was more than happy to do it on his face. "Calm down!" his tone was harsh and rude. "I'm trying to be calm okay it's not my fucking fault that I am afraid of the dark, and that I hate small spaces! cause god knows what your afraid of. So how 'bout you try not be a bastard right now and try to help at least to get the fuck out of this shit hole okay." I said trying to catch my breath as I stood up "you know what I'm done with your shit load of bull shit Stacey. I try and be a good person and make up for everything that I've done but everytime I try you ruin it." He said walking closer to me my back hit the wall. "You will never make up for anything cause your a filthy prick. You don't deserve any pity or forgiveness cause you can't ever in your life be a good person. " his face was only inches away from mine. " says the girl that fucks different guys every night. " I stood there my vision getting blurry as I stared into his eyes.
A tear escaped my eyes and rolled down my burning cheeks. The lights came on. "Stace I'm sorry. " he said as I stepped out to run out but my necklace was caught to something I looked back to see my necklace caught to Harry's shirt, I looked down at it and up at Harry. I took my necklace and struggled to untangle the lose thread from Harry's shirt that was stuck on my necklace. He placed his hands on my hands to steady them, I looked up at him and down at my feet too ashamed of who I am to even be here.
He took his hand and I felt him cup my cheek and lift it so I could look at him. The elevator started shaking and suddenly it fell a bit.
Harry's POV
The elevator had shakes a bit and I felt Stacey latch on to me. Her head was buried in my chest and arms were wrapped around me tightly.
The light came back on and the elevator stopped at a floor and had opened.
