Invisible [h.s.]

Chap 7-She Died

Chap Play-list:

Lucy by: Skillet

Sad Song by: Christina Perri

These Four Walls by: Little Mix (recommended the most with this chap)

*Harry's Pov*

I couldn't believe the words I heard over the phone from my mum. Gemma had been in a shooting. I was devastated, I don't even know how i managed to stop crying. To be completely honest I didn't give a shit I was crying in front of Jezabelle, I know she wouldn't care considering she did the same thing.

" W-what do you mean, Who's Gemma?" She rushed. In her eyes was a look of something close to jealousy and sadness.

"Shes my sister." her shoulders relaxed and she let out a breath. "Shes been in a terrible shooting. My mum told me an old boyfriend was after her and shot her!" I was back to crying hysterically again. The only thoughts running through my head are why, why weren't you there to protect her or warn her! God its all my fault. I didn't realize Jezabelle was talking to me until she laid her small hand on my shoulder.

"Well is she okay. where did she get-" I cut her off. The anger was boiling inside of me.

"SHE DIED! Dead as in not coming back to life, gone forever. With out a fucking goodbye, God Jez I never got to say goodbye. Ha and the funny part is, Its MY fault,"

"H-how Harry? You weren't even there,"

"Exactly! I WASN'T THERE, that's the thing. I wasn't there to warn her, to be the brother that does a background check of her boyfriend. I wasn't there to stop her from going to that one party that one night. I wasn't there for her, and now its my fault shes dead." By now I was screaming, crying and shaking. It cant be true, she cant just leave me like that. Jezabelle got up and slowly walked over to me. She embraced me in her arms and let me cry. I completely broke down, I fell to the floor bringing her with me and cried. I don't know for how long but I know I couldn't stop. Jezabelle stayed with me the whole time and just held me. I never thought I could hurt so much to the point I'm numb. I've lost all feeling. I've stopped crying all there was is breathing. I could feel the dry tears on my face. Jezabelle still held me but was talking to me. It was hard to focus on her when I could barley hear my own thoughts.

"Harry I want you to go up stairs and take a shower. I'm going to make you something to eat. Ill walk you up to your room," She helped me up and led me to my room. "Yell if you need anything," she kissed my cheek then left me alone. I was staring at my reflection. My eyes were lifeless and my face drained of colour. My hair was matted together and my eyes red and puffy, my lips red and swollen from biting them. I couldn't even look at myself. I tore my gaze away from the mirror and turned the water in the shower on. Hot, hot as it could go. I stepped in not caring how it burned my skin. In some way it felt good the sting of the hot running down my back. I managed to wash myself and wrap a towel around my waist. I had gotten clothes out to put on but i don't have the energy to. So here I am sitting on my bed numb waiting for the room to take me under. Suddenly there was a knock on the door, I knew it was Jez but I didn't feel like answering to anyone. She stepped in and there was a confused look on her face.

"Stand up Harry I will help you dress. Just please put your boxers by yourself," that actually made my mood a bit better and got a chuckle out of me. I saw her shoulders rise in hope that I will be knocked out of this phase. I stoop up and started to take my towel off when she stopped me.

"Wait!" she turned around and covered her eyes "Kay proceed" I chuckled and shook my head

"Okay I'm done you can look," she turned back around and looked confused because I still had my towel on. When she was about to talk I dropped my towel and her eyes widened and her hands then flew over her eyes.

"Harry! I thought you said you were dressed.!?" I cracked up laughing falling on the bed clutching my stomach. "PLEASE put some clothes on I would like to eat and get to sleep its late and I'm tired," she laughed a bit at the end. I gave in and put my boxers and flannel pants.

"Okay this time I promise I'm dressed,"

"Promise?"

"Promise," I walked over and slowly took her hands away from her face. "I promise Jezabelle Marie-Ann Perry. I promise," The promise has more meaning then me being dressed. That promise has more meaning behind it then she will ever know. My eyes flickered from her eyes to her lips. I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me. I guess we both had the same idea and crashed our lips together. Our tongues lapped over each other, our mouths moved in sync. I picked her by the back of her thighs and laid her down on her back. Her legs still wrapped around my torso. Her fingers were running through my curls and my hands were running down her body. When we pulled apart we were breathing heaving from our heated kiss.

"So how about that food you were talking about," I smirked. We walked into the kitchen and two bowel of macaroni were sitting out. I looked over to Jez and gave her a questioned look.

"What? Its the only thing you had," she shrugged. We ate in silence until she spoke up. "Wanna talk about it?"

"About what?"

"Cm'on you know what I'm talking about," she said

"Well I don't know what to say. I mean I cant describe what I'm feeling, which is ironic because I can sure feel it,"

"What does it feel li-"

"Numb," I said immediately

"I know what you mean I was the same way when my father died," We both went silent and the stupid feeling of guilt, sadness, anger all just sums up into numbness.

"Well I'm done, so I'm going to go up to bed. you coming?" I asked her just to see what she says.

"Uh no i think ill go back to mine for the night," she stuttered.

"Please stay, I really need someone tonight," I pleaded. She nodded and followed me up the stairs. I gave her one of my T-shirts to sleep in. She made me turn around while she changed but of course I snuck glances of her as she removed her bra from her soft skin and removed her shorts then threw the t-shirt over her head. No matter how she moved it was with grace and beauty. Before she could turn around I pulled the duvet back and got in. She climbed over me and laid on the other side. Instead of me holding her she took it upon herself to pull me into her and hold me. I didn't decline against it. I laid on her chest her fingers playing with my curls. I kissed her collar bone and draped an arm over her stomach. Her arms came tighter around me and she kissed my forehead. I slowly drifted to sleep but before I did I heard her whisper Its not your fault. Then she kissed me head again and whispered God Harry I'm falling hard this time, please don't let me down. I waited till I heard her breath slow and her heart beat steady and whispered back Don't worry Baby Doll I wont.

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FFUUDDGGEE SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED I'VE BEEN BUSY AND KINDA NOT MOTIVATED BUT I DEDICATE THIS CHAPTER TO.... HTTP_HAZZA. WHY YOU ASK.. BECAUSE THEY ACTUALLY COMMENTED ABOUT WHAT THEY THOUGHT AND I LOVE YOU FOR THAT *INSERT KISSY FACE EMOJI* LOL BUT ANYWAYSSSS. I WAS CRYING WRITING THIS. I HATE SEEING HAZZA SAD *CRIES IN A CORNER* I HAVE A PICTURE OF CRYING HAZZA ON THE SIDE OR AT THE TOP FOR PHONE READERS (THATS ME)

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