Broken Walls | H.S | [Discontinued]

Chapter 4

Nigella

"You can sleep here" Harry tells me as he shows me the guest room.

"Alright, thank you" I give him a small nod. "But Harry, I don't have any extra clothes with me"

I look down at my clothes that is covered with Nathan's blood. I wince as the scene replays in my mind.

"Oh, right. Wait here" He says and runs inside his room. He walks out with a pair of boxers and a black t-shirt. "I hope these will be fine"

"Yeah. Thanks" I take the clothes from him, thankfully.

"I'll let you be. Goodnight, Nigella. If you need anything, I'm just one room away" He smiles.

"Okay, I'll keep that in mind. Goodnight, Harry" I smile at him, weakly.

Harry walks inside his room, closing the door behind him. I sigh and walk inside the guest room. I close the door and lock it. I changed into the clothes Harry has given me, and throw the bloody clothes away. I lay down on the bed and let my body go limp.

I feel weak. I feel numb. My heart pains as sadness crushes me. I just want Nathan to be okay. I can't lose him. He's all I have. I lost my parents, my little brother and sister. I don't want to lose Nathan. I will not be able to live. All I know is that for now, I'm alone. All alone.

"...And remember, you're not alone. I'll always be here, if you'd want me to"

Harry's kind words play in my mind. Do I like him? Yes. Do I fancy him? Hell, yes. He's such a kind-hearted person. He's too nice. He's so gentle and caring. The world doesn't deserve such a nice soul like him.

Am I alone?

I don't think so.

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"Sissy" Norah whimpers.

"Shh, baby. Sissy's here okay? You'll be fine" I assure the little toddler.

"Rweally?" Nigel cries.

"Mm-hm" I nod.

"Big sisters shouldn't lie to their younger siblings..it sets a bad example for them" Logan mocks.

"Shut up!" I scowl at him.

"Anyways, while you're lying to them, might as well say goodbye" He smirks before taking a out a gun.

"Don't you fucking dare" I grit my teeth.

"What was that, sweetheart?" He raises his eyebrows.

"You will not do anything to them" I demand.

"Watch me"

BANG!

BANG!

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"Nigella, love? Wake up!"

My eyes shoot open. I see Harry looking down at me with a concerned expression. I sit up and let out a whimper.

"Harry" I sob and wrap my arms around his neck. "He killed them, Harry. He killed them"

"Who killed who?" Harry questions.

"Logan" I hiccup. "He killed Norah and Nigel. He killed them"

"Shh, shh. Don't cry, love" He coos and rubs my back.

"I don't want to lose Nathan. Harry, I don't want to lose him" I bawl.

"You're not going to lose him. He'll be fine" He assures. I slowly pull away stare into his green eyes, that held nothing but sadness and worry. "He'll be fine". He wipes my tears and strokes my cheek. "Would you like some water?"

"Yes, please" I croak out and nod. Harry walks out of the room and quickly returns with a glass of water. He hands it to me. I put the glass up to my lips and let the soothing liquid pour down my throat. I have a couple more sips before handing the glass back to Harry. He takes the glass and puts it on the nightstand beside the bed.

"You okay, now?" He puts his hand on my shoulder. I nod and sigh. "Alright then, go to sleep. Goodnight"

As he is about to leave, I immediately hold his wrist in my hand, stopping him from leaving.

"Stay?" I plead.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah"

He hesitantly gets in the bed lays down beside me as I lay down beside him. He pulls the blanket, covering us both. He hesitantly wraps his hands around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

"Goodnight, Nigella"

"Goodnight, Harry. Thank you for everything"

Slowly my eyes shut close and I feel darkness surrounding me.

"I'm always here for you, Angel"

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I groan and stretch as I feel the rays of sunshine hit my face. I slowly open my eyes and yawn. I roll over and bury my face in Harry's chest. His warmth giving me comfort.

I close my eyes and inhale the smell of his cologne. I wish we could stay like this forever. I open my eyes and stare at Harry's face. I observe his beautiful features. Oh my god, is he handsome. God's creations never fail to amaze me. My eyes drift of to his bare chest. I see a large butterfly tattoo. I can't help but trace the tattoo with my finger.

"Mm, that feels nice" Harry moans making me almost fall out of bed. I stop. "Don't stop. Keep doing that"

I keep tracing his tattoo. He opens his eyes and shoots me his signature smile.

"Good morning" He speaks. His voice deep and raspier than usual.

"Morning" I grin.

"Are you alright, now?" He asks, seriousness taking over his features.

"Yeah, I feel better now. All thanks to you" I tell him. "I'm sorry for making you go through this. I don't want to be a bother"

"No, you're not a bother. Don't you ever think that" He shakes his head.

"Okay" I nod.

"Anyways, what do you want for breakfast?" He asks.

"I'd really fancy a cuppa" I hum.

"Pancakes, too?" He raises his eyebrows.

"Oh, yes of course" I chuckle.

"Alright, anything else Ma'am?" Harry says, jokingly.

"No, that's all I need" And maybe you.