ONE-THOUSAND AND FOURTY-FOUR WORDS.
Blues P.O.V
I turn to look at Harry who has a look of disgust on his face, but it softens when he sees I'm crying and trying push him off, he runs up to Ricky and tackles him over, causing me to fall to the ground, still sobbing, as soon as I'm free I run out to my car, unlock it try to calm myself, wiping my eyes with napkins, and taking huffs of my inhaler to calm my breathing, I then hear a knock on my window and just about scream, I look to see Harry at the door, I unlock it and jump out.
"Hey, are you ok-" I cut him off by wrapping my arms around his waist and burying my head into his still stained shirt, he seems extremely taken back by my actions and tenses but then slowly wraps his arms around my shaking body, rubbing my back soothingly, I then realise what I'm doing and pull away quickly.
"Shit sorry, I just-"
"It's okay Blue really I don't-"
"Can you please not tell, like, anyone about this?"
"Yeah, I wouldn't go around telling everyone that I beat up a girl."
I laugh at his comment, to which he smiles, he goes around to the other side of my car and throws his books in the back, going on his phone he sits down in the passenger seat, I get in and start my car.
"Seriously though, can we not bring this up? Like, ever again?" I ask Harry, he turns to look at me with skeptical eyes, I turn to look at him at a stop light.
"Please?"
"That's sexual abu-"
"I know."
"Then you have to call the poli-"
"No."
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The rest of the car ride went by in a quiet blur, making small talk and listening to music was all that happened, he didn't argue with me when I said for him to not tell anyone, including the police, although he was acting quite strange and would stare out into space with a frown on his face, I had to physically move his head around for him to snap out of it.
We ended up going to his place because nobody was at my place and I didn't get a spare key because I'm 'not trustworthy' according to my father.
At the moment me and Harry were sitting at his dining room table with our textbooks out, I felt like I was boring him, but chemistry isn't all that fun anyway so I don't think he would expect it to be fun to learn about in the first place, I was explaining something to him when I realised he had zoned out again.
"So, the electron arrangement for sodium would be two, eight, one, where as if it turned into an ion, it would be- hello, earth to Harry." I waved my hand in front of his face, to which he shook his head, blinked harshly and look at me, almost with anger in his eyes, I felt uncomfortable with the stare so I looked down at the textbook.
"Did you hear any of wha-"
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why do you not wanna tell the police?"
I began to nervously play with the edges of the page I was on, letting out a deep frustrated sigh, I put my head in my hands with my elbows on the table.
"What would the electron arrangement of a positively charged sodium ion be?"
"If I answer, will you answer my question?"
"Fine."
"Two, eight, now answer the question."
"How did you-"
"Answer the question Blue." he demanded, with such sternness he sounded angry, I gulped and looked to the window, trying to think of a lie to get out of this, but there was nothing I could think of, I took a deep shaky breath.
"It's happened before," I explained, I watched as his eyes widened in shock, and his face visibly paled, he reached out for my hand and I flinched away without thinking, I quickly apologised before putting my hand back on the table, he slowly put his hand on top of mine and squeezed reassuringly, I looker up to his eyes to see them less stern and angry, they were now more sympathetic and saddened.
"How have you not told anyone Blue? Like the police," he asked softly not so angry like before, my heart was pounding against my chest, it felt as if it had broken through my ribcage.
"I have, believe me," I explained tiredly, just talking about it made me feel exhausted, it takes a lot of work and guts to tell the police of such an unspoken topic, Harry frowned.
"What? If you have then why is that asshole still walking around as a free man?" he asked clearly angry again, I could tell he was trying to calm himself down because his breathing was erratic, I looked down at my lap and nervously put a piece of hair behind my hair.
"Th-they don't have enough, erm, evidence, he's only d-done it to m-me and it's his word against mine." I stammered out, I don't know why I was stuttering so much until I felt a hot tear run down the side of my face, Harry stood us up and wrapped his arms around me tight, I wouldn't have been able to breathe if he was holding me any tighter, I hesitantly wrapped my arms around his waist, feeling more tears fall onto his shirt.
"I'm so sorry Blue, n-nobody deserves that," he said clearly while I choked back sobs, I eventually calmed myself and pulled away from the tight embrace, wiping away stray tears with the sleeve, I looked up to Harry's concerned filled eyes, he was never one to be so intrigued in other peoples sob stories, I couldn't understand why he did now.
"Harry?"
"Hm?"
"I don't mean to seem rude, but why do you care so much?" his eyes went angry and he looked deep in thought, but his answer didn't give any evidence of what he was so angry and emotional about.
"Nothing baby Blue, nothing at all."
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holy moly
guess who's going to niell whoran bitches
suck the balls
-beck.
