Tangled {EDITING}

Chapter 13

I go downstairs to where to the cops are waiting for me. The tall chubby officer whose name tag says charly asked me to sit down if I would like. I sat down on my comfy couch, Harry sitting next to me, and the officer immediately got into asking detailed questions about what happened. I wasn't focusing, images kept popping up in my head. Vague images if his face, his tattoo that I now realized, and his knife; the knife that almost killed me. The images went out of focus as I payed more attention to charly the officer. He was asking me questions such as "were you sexually abused?" and "did he rape you?". I couldn't focus, the realization that I actually was kidnapped and that this is actually happening to me. I kept repeating no, answering different questions mostly about sexual abuse. He even wanted to get me tested to See if I was pregnant. All the while, Harry was still by my side never leaving. I feel like we have gotten much closer because of this, Harry and I. I didn't want this to happen just for us to get closer but what happened, happened. No going back. No changing anything. After I finished answering all of his questions he asked me to wait a minutes so he can get the sketch artist so I would be able to describe what he looked like.

I just want this to be over with. I'm done with all the questions. I'm done with all the police and the concerns from other people. I want to go home with Harry. I want him to lay next to me and tell me everything's okay. Just him and I.

When the sketch artist came, I told her I couldn't remember so much only that he had a tattoo on the side of his neck shaped as a triangle. He had a beard and an overly sized head. After I got up, Harry was holding my hand the entire way back to Louis. I'm so exhausted. I don't want them to start worrying or asking questions. They already knew because Harry had called them before when he was with the police trying to find me.

We sat in front of the house, still in the car.

"Harry, I'm tired. I don't want them asking so many questions and worrying about me"

"they won't, i promise" looking at me sincerely "i talked to them already, they won't say anything until your ready to talk"

I heaved a sigh "thank you". I smiled and walked out of the car, Harry right behind me. Opening the gate I walked to the front porch and opened the door. I immediately went upstairs to change into Harry's shirt that was conveniently lying on my bed and my teddy bear face pj's. I crawled into bed not wanted anyone, especially el (because I'm sure she was the most concerned) to barge in and make me explain everything. Which thankfully she didn't come up. No one did. I heard murmers from downstairs and footsteps descending up. Thinking it was el I closed my eyes pretending I was asleep. I heard her walk next to me bed and sit down. I open my eyes and find Harry starring at the wall in front of him. He probably thinks I'm sleeping. I shake him a little on the elbow so he'll be able to look at me. He turns around and says "I thought you were asleep". 

"No, i cant sleep. nightmares" I whispered, not wanting to speak to loud. He nods, gets up and goes around to the other side of the bed. He slips in so casually. I can hear him wrestling to find a comfortable spot. When he stops, i turn my whole body and face him. He's starring at me like im his wife. Since i only have one pillow i scoot closer to him and give him a half of my pillow. We just lay there starring into each others eyes not speaking. The silence is golden, peaceful, Bliss. I finally speak.

"i never got to thank you for saving my life" I smiled just a bite. 

Smiling back, he says "Don't thank me, i just told the cops everything. there the ones who saved you".

I nodded agreeing with him, but a part of my still wants to think he saved me; which technically he did by telling the cops where the house was. "Your being modest" I said truthfully. 

He smiled more broader and scooted closer to me. I felt butterflies in my stomach. He leaned in and kissed me on the nose.

"You know your the most beautiful girl i have ever seen" his face glowing a little. You could tell he meant what he said. 

"You know i love you" I smiled, my eyes sparkling. 

We both stayed smiling at each other. I finally closed my eyes listening to the sound of his breathing, so perfect and even until i fell asleep. 

I knew i had to tell the others what happened. Their all i have, i dont want to lose them. Any of them. But i have this feeling that i'll stay closed up; everything bottled up inside until i can not  take it anymore. I don't want that. I don't want my life to shatter just because of my emotions. For now, it's only me and harry. And really, thats maybe all i need. 

Me and harry. Harry and I.