Chapter 7

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A/N OKAY FINALLY GOT MY COMPUTER TO WORK AGAIN!! ALSO I FOUND OUT IT TAKES ME ABOUT 10 TRIES BEFORE I CAN SPELL CHAPTER CORRECTLY XD XD XD 

WHY DO I DO THIS WRITING THING AGAIN??????

Harry's POV

I dont even know what I am thinking! The fawn I have hated since the beginning of school, two days really Harry, is having an attack and I just pick him up. That's got to help him! It's not like he'll freak out even more or anything! No he'll be relieved that the guy he fears the most is carrying him to his house. Oh thats even better! This guy knows where he lives

I growled to myself and shook my head as I ran to Louis' house. I didnt need my mind lecturing about all the things I did wrong in the last few minutes. Even though I was right, like always, I was probably freaking the little fawn out. Well before he pasted out that is.

His breathing was still short and heavy which was scaring me slightly. His ears flat against his head as he laid limp in my arms. My eyes widened as his breathing started to slow. That cant be a good sign. I ran faster and felt slightly relieved when I could see Louis' house in the distant. 

When I got up to the door I kicked it open and ran inside, setting Louis on the counter. His mom looked up from her book with fear in her eyes, her own ears flattening against her head. 

"Whats wrong?" She asked as she jumped up from the couch. She ran to Louis and her eyes widened in panic when she saw what state he was in.

"He smelled a flower he was allergic to." I said as I looked down at him. I bit my lip worried. Worried? Why are you worried for a stupid, idiotic f-

"How long ago?" She asked hurriedly as she went to the cabinet and pulled out a small see-through bag with needles in it. My eyebrows ceased together as I thought.

"About ten minutes ago." I said rushed as I moved out of the way for Mrs. Tomlinson. She nodded as she pulled out one of the needle and pulled Louis' pants low enough to show he's skin. She stabbed the needle into his thigh and pushed the top down on the needle. I let out a breath I didnt know I was holding in. I heard Mrs. Tomlinson sigh loudly as his breathing returned back to normal. 

"Thank you Harry." Mrs. Tomlinson said smiling with tears filling her eyes. She looked down at Louis' and cupped his face. 

"He is going to be alright, right?" I asked biting my lip again. Stop worrying! He and his whole entire family is at the bottom! Why are you worrying! Theyre only f-

"He'll be okay when he wakes up. He'll still have trouble breathing but he'll live." She said as she laughed sadly. She wiped her eyes from tears that were already falling. I gulped and stared at her with wide eyes. 

"H-e couldve died from this?" I whispered out as I looked down at Louis. I leaned down and picked him up knowing his mom would have asked me to take him to his room. 

Mrs. Tomlinson nodded as she followed me down the hall. "He's severely allergic. Just like my whole family." She said softly. "We're deer and all so deer resistant flowers get to us pretty badly." She practically whispered as I laid Louis down in his bed.

I nodded not knowing what to say as I looked down at Louis. I felt warmth spreading through me as I saw him smile slightly in his sleep. Not the kind where he gets crinkles by his eyes but- no stop this fucking obsession with him. HE IS ONLY A FAWN HARRY! A STUPID FUCKING FAWN! I sighed and shook me head as I looked over at Mrs. Tomlinson. She was talking and leading me out of the room but I wasnt listening. I was right, I needed to stop this! I didnt even knew he had crinkles by his eyes as he smiled! I was about to growl but remembered I was in front of Louis' mother. 

"I dont know what I wouldve done without you Harry." She said smiling softly as she laid her hand on my arm. "Youre a really great friend for Louis to have. Im happy he meet you." She said smiling the same way her fawn son does. She sighed as she walked over to the front door. "He needs someone like you to protect him. I can tell some of the kids at school are hurting him. At least I know he has you." She said smiling softly as she opened the door.

I nodded and smiled sweetly down at Mrs. Tomlinson. "Of course Mrs. Tomlinson." I said as I headed out the door.

"Harry? Please call me Jay." She said stopping me before I walked to far. I nodded as I waved to her. 

"Goodbye Jay." I said as she shut the door. I smirked as I shook all the feeling of being friends with Louis away. I laughed quietly as I headed towards the waterfall. 

I stripped off my clothes and jumped into the water before going into my little cave. The colors from the cave shifted to its blue and green.This time the two colors were separated down the middle of the cave. I leaned against the rocks as I looked up at them. 

"Friends." I said scoffing as I threw a rock across the water. I closed my eyes happily as I relaxed against the rocks. "She wants me to protect him." I said out loud as I smirked. I sighed as I shook my head, the water crawling inside my ears bugging me. I opened my eyes and frowned as the lights around the caved showed the two colors mixing again. The blue looked hesitant to mix but it finally did and the green seemed to happily join it. 

I looked up at the colors confused. Why was the cave acting so weird lately? I got up and traced my fingers around the rock. The blue color seemed to come towards my fingers and chase after them.

I shook my head and sighed as I hoped back into the water, ignoring the way the blue colors followed me out of the cave. As I got back on dry land I shook myself mostly dry before putting my clothes on and going home. 

I jumped onto my bed again and smiled happily as I looked at my ceiling. I buried myself in the covers but couldnt seem to fall asleep with this nagging feeling inside me.

How could I protect him from myself? Its not like I could anyways! I cant be friends with a fucking fawn! It just isnt right! Right?

 

a/n sorry its kind of short but i needed to get this in before shit happened and i cant update for a long time!!

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