• j a d e •
harry takes the kids back home, much to their annoyance. i was fond of both of them, and so my heart stopped when they started speaking of their father.
"i hope that daddy's not home," hollie whispers, clearly only for george's ears but i manage to pick up on it too. and the way harry's ears prick up, he does too.
"yeah, because then we haven't been there to protect mummy," george whispers back, which i almost don't catch.
harry clears his throat and the kids stop speaking. however, judging by the vein on harry's neck and the darkness in his eyes, he heard it all.
when we drop them off, he turns the engine off and unbuckles his belt. he then turns to me, a look of determination set on his face, and another emotion that i can't quite describe.
"stay here," he warns. when the kids are out of the car, he takes both of their hands and leads them up the drive. he didn't bother knocking on the door, but just walked in instead.
he was in there for a while, but out of respect for him, the kids and his sister, i stayed put in the car. whatever harry was dealing with, he obviously didn't want me to see it.
it had been around twenty minutes when my heart lurched in my chest, my head snapping upwards as i heard the sound of a front door slamming. the sound of my heartbeat in my ears as i watched harry pace down the driveway was one that i'd never forget. and the sound of raging silence as he got into the drivers seat burned my ears. i'd never seen him this angry.
"harry, d-do you want me to drive?" i warily ask, but he ignores me anyway. he was going way past the speed limit, passing sixty already. it's like he was possessed by his anger.
you're such a nuisance.
"seriously, i don't think you should be driving like this," i add, a little louder. he scoffs then, placing his foot down harder so we were going at just over seventy miles per hour.
your opinion isn't valid, miss thirlwall.
"stop, harry!" i yell, gripping onto the side of my seat in fear.
he doesn't care about your safety.
"shut the fuck up!" he shouts, accelerating even more until we hit ninety. if the police saw us, we'd be dead.
shut up, jade. we don't want you to play.
"you're gonna get us fucking killed!" i scream, clutching at anything to keep me steady. i felt bile rise in my throat, but i swallow it down quickly. it leaves me with a nasty taste in my mouth.
now you're finally gonna die.
you've wanted this since you were twelve. at least now you won't go to hell in the process.
but you're going to hell anyway, aren't you?
you're f u c k e d up.
"harry, i'm scared," i whimper, closing my eyes shut as tears fall down.
"so were they! and i wasn't there!" he roars, upping a gear to go even faster. my ears were ringing, i could only see red. i was boiling hot, yet shivering. i need to die.
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" i scream at the top of my lungs. my voice cracks and my cries increase, creating a hole in my head as the sirens continue alarming.
"jade? you're okay, baby."
i open my eyes and blink a couple of times to clear my vision. looking to my right, i see harry with a look of confusion and worry set on his face. his eyes were no longer black, but the shade of green that i had come to call home.
"i'm sorry," he sighs. unbuckling my belt, he grabs my thigh furthest away from him and pulls me into his lap. i cry into his shirt, my thoughts no longer overpowering reality.
after staying like this for a while, he lifts my head from his chest and wiped my cheeks free of tears. with a quick kiss pressed to my forehead, he pats my lap to get me back to my seat.
"let's go home, darling."
