Falling For Harry

Chapter Six

Harry's POV

The time I had set eyes on Hannah, I new it would be something. One thing lead to another. First I got her number, then I took her out, she grabbed my hand, and we kissed.

I reached out to find that my mum had called me over a dozen times. I called her back to find out something I never wanted to hear at the age of twenty years old. I hung up the phone in tragedy as a tear ran down my face. I never cried either.

My dad. My dad was in a car crash. "That fucking bastard in front of him was drunk!" I screamed in my truck although no one could here me.

Once I got to my apartment, I slammed the door shut and sat on the couch and cried my eyes out. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." I screamed out while grinding my teeth together.

The next morning as soon as I woke up I called Hannah. Before she could even say hello, I spoke out. "Hannah. I need you to come over. Now." There was no reply. "Hannah. Now. Please." I waited again. "Okay. I'll be there in a minuet. Why? What's wrong though?" I didn't tell her. I just waited for her to come over.

Hannah's POV

I rushed over to Harry's early in the morning to see what was wrong. When I arrived at his apartment, I found him outside throwing and smashing what looked like old plaques to the ground.

"Harry! H-Harry. What's wrong? S-stop!" He didn't stop. "I can't! I hate my fucking life. Just kill me!" I jumped in front of him, so he couldn't throw nothing else.

"Harry. Please tell me what is wrong!" "My dad." He spoke while taking deep breaths in and out. "My dad got rear ended my a stupid ass drunk and went threw the windshield and..." I cut him off before he could finish because I already knew what happened. "I'm so sorry, Harry. If there's anything I can do for you, please let me know." I moved closer to him and wiped the tears rolling down his face.

"Stay." Harry spoke. "Stay?" I asked. "Stay with me, Hannah. Stay the night and keep me from blowing up." I didn't know what to do. My parents would kill me, but then again they were gone for six days. "Okay. I have to get my stuff. Come with me."

He hoped in my car and we rode down in silence. When we got to the house Harry did something I didn't expect. He grabbed my arms, pined me to my bedroom door and started kissing me. He let go of my arms, as my arms came around his neck. I let out a groan as his big hands moved to my waist. My hands, now messing with his hair.

He came out of the kiss, both of us out if breath. His green orbs getting darker and darker as we just stood there in silence. "You're beautiful." My cheeks flushed.

We went back to his place and ended up watching a couple of movies. I feel asleep on his lap and we stayed like that for the rest of the night.