Chapter 17

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Romy's P.O.V

My music was on high while I was curled up tightly in the corner of my room, my heart thumping loudly in my chest as I cry. I cry so hard I can't remember the last time I cried like this...

As I sobbed so loudly and with my music on blast I didn't hear my bedroom door open, the only reason I realised my door had opened was when the light hit my face and made me look up, look up to something I'd never ever thought I'd see.

Harry.

He stood there staring at me just watching me, and honestly this is the most scared I've been in my entire life.

Harry's P.O.V

I stood there in disbelief while she was shaking in terror. She was sobbing more now trying to push her self further into the wall like she was hoping it would just open up and suck her into a black hole making her disappear. She broke the silence with her talking or at least trying to.

"Wh-at are y-you do-ing here!? Wh-y are y-you h-ere!? P-ple-ease go. L-eave. Leave m-me a-alone! Ple-ease! I'm s-so-rry, I'm sorry-ry!" I haven't heard anyone more broken in my life not even on TV, you can she the fear in her eyes that were once ocean blue now red raw as clear as day. This is the first time I've seen Romy cry, never cried at any type of bullying she received not even in the beatings, wow that sounded awful even in my head. There has been so many times where I've wanted to see Romy cry, see the pain she felt, but now I'm experiencing it right in front of me it's the most worst heart breaking sight ever...

Her skin was ghostly white, not pale but white as sobs racked up her body. Romy kept on repeating she was sorry but why was she sorry?

The next thing that happened not only did it surprise Romy but myself surely as well.

I threw my bag down next to the bed and immediately hugged her, yes hugged her. She smelt of grapefruit and jasmine, those intoxicating smells that will be forever on my brain.

She was still crying, hands covering her eyes as she breathed heavily still curled up but now in my lap, and I was quite shocked when I felt her leaning into me, lying her head on my chest. I also saw the ends of her hair was now a soft purple instead of the faded pink she used to have.

Even thought I put Romy on my lap to comfort her she was still shaking with fear, I could feel it. So I started whispering things in her ear.

Romy's P.O.V

Harry's comforting me... Harry Styles is soothingly rubbing my back... Harry Edward Styles my bully is whispering little sweet nothings into my ear while in his freaking lap!

Question after question is running through my head right now like why is Harry comforting me? Why isn't he yelling at me about the kiss? Why is he being nice? But the one that I really want to ask is why is he here?

After about 10 minuets of just him whispering to me and rocking slightly I finally calmed down, well calmed enough to talk to him.

I turned down the music all the way, "E-erm H-Harry?" My voice came out horse from all the crying. He cleared his throat before answering. "Yeah?" "N-not to be r-rude but w-what are you doing h-here?" I asked a bit worried he might run out again like after we kissed but he simply replied "Miss Jacobs said we should work on our project and she-" he carefully slid me off of his lap to go and grab his bag then came back and sat beside me. He opened his back-pack taking out a couple of sheets of paper "-she asked me to give you this." He said handing me what I instantly recognised was my song.

"Uh she said it was one of your best." He also said while rubbing the back of his neck. "Oh uh thanks for erm getting it back to me." He nodded, then I thought "Em you didn't read it did you?" Oh god please say he didn't. "Maybe" he answered still rubbing his neck.

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