Invisible [h.s.]

Chap 2-Basically Im Your Hero

*Jezabelle's Pov*

        I woke up on a soft surface and in a dimly lit room. I didn't recognize where I was. The door over on the other side of the room slowly opened and a curly head poked in. I shot up on the bed only to have my head aching with pain. 

        "Whoa there, calm down I'm not going to hurt you. Just relax you got hit pretty hard...then again it was my fault. Then you fell and smacked your head on the ground, which was my fault again, because if I hadn't--," 

        "Slow down mate. I don't even know who you are or where I am. Can you give me that much?" I snapped. 

        "Oh, right. Well I'm Harry Styles and your in my flat,"

        "Okay Harry Styles, why am i here and not at school?" I rubbed my pounding head whilst trying to stand up and find my bag and shoes. Which causes me to wobble over back on to the bed. What the hell is wrong with me?

        "First your not going anywhere, you cant even stand for Christs sake. Second your here because you had a little head injury and so I brought back here. So basically I'm your hero," He said and smirked. I just shook my head in disgust. 

        "Okay...since I'm stuck here with you can I at least have some food? Correct me if I'm wrong but I think you hit me in the head before I could get any. Thanks for that by the way,"  I tried to stand up again almost falling over but a soft hand caught my arm before I did. I looked up into Harry's crystal Jade eyes. I saw somewhat of...concern. I rolled my eyes and yanked my arm from his hold. I searched around the flat for the kitchen and a toilet. It didn't strike me that I had to wee until I saw the washroom. When I stepped inside I noticed Harry still standing there behind me. 

        "Um you see there's this thing called privacy and id like some right now," I said and slammed the door. I turned my back against it and slid down the door. My mind was everywhere, filled with many unanswered questions. I got up and looked in the mirror I guessed I didn't look to bad. I fixed my hair and- wait? Why do I care what he thinks, I've never cared before. Rolling my eyes I stepped out into the aroma of what I think is pasta? Wondering around his flat things started to look familiar. The set up of the place was the exact same as mine! When I finally found the kitchen Harry was there over the stove humming a song I wasn't familiar with. I quietly sat down at one of the bar stools and just watched him. The was his muscles flexed in his back every time he stirred the sauce and his low voice quietly singing a tune. Seriously what was wrong with me? I'm normally never like this. I've always been kept to my self and in the shadows. I groaned and put my head on the table. I looked up when a steaming bowl was placed in front of me.

        "Uh thanks. Do you happen to know who your neighbors are Harry?" I asked with curiosity. He mumbled something that I didn't hear. "Speak up please I didn't hear you," I said politely. 

        "You. Your my neighbor." I almost choked on my pasta. "For almost 2 weeks," he added. 

*Harry's Pov*

        "For almost 2 weeks," I added. She looked up at me with anger and a mix of sadness? "I'm sorry i never thought to come over and introduce myself." A pang of guilt struck threw me.

        "Of course you didn't, no one ever thinks about Invisibles!" Her voice raising at the end. she got up but turned to face me before walking off, muttering words I will never forget. "Congratulations Harry, you've found an Invisible,"  with that she turned and walked off. I just sat and stared at the spot she was standing. An Invisible?  What the fuck is an Invisible? I cleared the table and marched up stair about to bust into my room until I heard soft whimpers inside. I carefully opened my room and saw Jezabelle rocking up against the headboard. I walked over to her and did the only thing i thought of. held her. I just let her cry on my shoulder no talking no nothing. Just the silence speaking for her. Eventually she looked up at me her eyes glazed over. 

        "Jezabelle Love, whats wrong? Whats an Invisible?" I asked calmly not wanting her to think I'm forcing her to give me answers. It took her a few minuets to answer but by the look on her face I could tell what ever she was about to say was a lot. She blew out a slow breath and began.

        "Okay so to answer your first questions, an Invisible is someone who is always there but no one ever notices them. I mean sure they have been called on in class or asked for help on that one homework assignment, but in general they have no friends because no one knows their name or simply that they exist. Sure they could know your name or who you are but they sure as hell don't show it. Now speaking for myself it doesn't normally bother me, but ever since this morning when I ran into you its been getting to me. I walked into first period and for the first time in years I looked around at everyone. With their cliques and boyfriends and girlfriends. I just felt alone." Her voice started to crack. All i wanted to do was hold her and forget about the cruel world. Just her and I.

        "I'm used to the loneliness. I've been alone since i was 16 so about a year ago. My father died of cancer and my mum couldn't deal with her self so she put all her time and money into drugs and alcohol. I just wanted out, that bitch never cared for anyone but herself. Ha I bet she doesn't even realized I'm gone. So i took all my money I've been saving bought my own flat and started a new life. Here i am now an Invisible sitting in the strangers room who noticed her and telling her life story. So that's it I guess." She dropped her head and played with her thumbs. Shes not saying it but I know she wants someone to be there for her, and I'm going to be that person. No matter how hard she tries to push me away. I pulled her into my arms and rocked her back and forth trying to calm her. I waited for her sobs to quiet before asking her the question that's been on my brain from the start.

        "The thing I don't understand is how can some one ignore one as beautiful and kind and precious as you?" I looked down to see her eyes closed softly and soft snores falling from her beautiful lips. I kissed her head and laid her down. When I went to get up she clung to my shirt for me to stay, so I laid down beside her and she snuggled close as if to say she please don't leave. 

        "Don't worry sunshine I'm not going anywhere," I whispered into her hair holding her closer then before.