Orphan

Chapter 12

“-Hang on before you continue, Can you leave. This is confidential matters.” Harry muttered as he turned to me and I frowned nodding slowly. “Hang on, you okay?” Zayn asked with furrowed eyebrows as I shrugged, “I’m great.” I stuttered as a stray tear fell from my cheek and I swiped it away quickly. “Are you fucking kidding me right now? Bloody hell.” Harry groaned face palming himself as he shook his head. “Just leave please. You’re annoying me. Once you get over it- We’ll talk about this in a minute. Get out of my sight.” He scolded as I nodded walking away from them, heading towards. Well basically wherever. I watched the trees moving with the breeze as I stood against one of it. Minutes which felt like hours had passed and I couldn’t bring myself to move, at least not yet.
“What are you doing here? I was calling you.” Harry spoke from behind me as I jumped forward. “I didn’t hear, I’m sorry.” I sighed as he stepped closer narrowing his eyes at me, lifting his hand as he wiped my face, ridding it of the tears I didn’t know had fallen. I turned my face from him, shaking my head. “Don’t.”

“Okay…Sorry.” He sighed standing next to me crossing his arms, we stood in silence for a while, which seemed almost unbearable for me. “You have to come on now, we have to go inside. It’s getting late.”

“Why are you treating me like this? What happened to the you in my room? The you who was actually enough to make me smile?” I questioned quietly as he stopped, looking up at me, suddenly unable to look into my eyes as he frowned. “You don’t know why I do what I do.” He stated plainly as I shook my head sniffling slightly. “Why do you insist on making everyone suffer like you had to! Why should I be punished for you not getting any love. I’m being forced to be with you because you need some type of affection and some type of release, but you can’t expect me to do that without you giving me the same in return! That’s why you can’t have love! That’s why no one loves you!” I argued, my voice getting louder as he stood there watching me quietly shaking his head in disagreement. “I do have love! Those lads in ther-”

“They don’t love you! Open your fucking eyes! They’re afraid of you Harry. You don’t know love And you never will, all you know is pain! All you know is hatred and darkness. When’s the last time you looked in the mirror and saw a man. Not a killer, not a rapist, not some fucking image but a true man. One who can actually show someone love and affection and respect them without forcing it out of them! When is the last time you truly actually looked at yourself and liked what you saw. If your nana saw you right now, the one at the orphanage…when is the last time you saw someone look at you like that, like she did. Huh?! You’re pretty quiet now! I have to endure pain and suffering because you did, right?” I cried as my lips quivered and his eyes got misty, turning red with pain, “You all just have to get over it. Like I had to…” he frowned walking away as I ran mindlessly, wherever my feet carried me. I couldn’t deal with all of this.

I ran for about ten minutes until I bumped into Louis, who was doing a stock take again probably. “Hey- What’s wrong, where’s Harry?” he asked with a frown as I sobbed. “I-I need t-to g-o.” I cried as he pulled me closely to his chest and rubbed my back slowly. “Let’s go inside yeah?” he mumbled taking me as we walked around for a bit so I could regain my composure. Half hour later I was finally better and I went with Louis inside. Where Abby was sitting quietly on the couch, Niall was nowhere to be found and Liam and Zayn were boxing each other. “Where’s Harry?” Louis piped up as Liam nodded his head to the room. “He’s been in there for almost an hour now.”
I frowned, “Louis, I want to go home…Please.” Louis nodded as we walked up to the room, “Get your things, I’ll deal with Harry when he wakes up.”

I sighed nodding slowly as I opened the creaking door to the dark room. I went to the bathroom slowly grabbing my clothes, and switching on the light looking for my shirt. “Where is it?” I whispered to myself not remembering where I put it as I frowned, just leave it I can get other shirts... I thought to myself. I walked slowly over to Harry with a frown leaning over to kiss his head softly, noticing my shirt in his hand. I furrowed my eyebrows lifting it from his hand, as I did so I noticed bloodstains on the front.

In a panic I held my breath slightly, checking whether he was breathing or not. Luckily he was. I noticed a small slash across his arm as I frowned, he had cut himself? My heart broke slightly as I looked at the multiple grazes across his tattooed skin. I sat down beside him, careful not to wake him and wrapped my shirt around is arm. He winced shifting his body as I laid his head on my lap stroking his hair slowly, hoping to calm him. “It’s okay. I’m here, I’m still here…” I frowned whispering quietly at him as he gripped the shirt tighter, relaxing into my lap.