I woke up with a loud knocking on my door. I realized I wasn't lying on the floor, that either my mom or my dad must have put me to bed yesterday. I got out of bed and walked towards the door, but before I could open it, I heard voices behind it.
"I don't think you should see her Harry. She had a long night. She's been yelling in her sleep since ten o'clock last night. She doesn't need anymore heartbreak." My mothers voice was soft, almost pleading.
"I need to see her. I have to tell her that I was wrong. I'm the one who needs her. That she's the one who's saving me, not the other way around. Please, I, I can't lose her. Please." Harry sounded like he was on the verge of tears, and I came so close to opening that door, my hand so close to the door knob that I could feel how cold it was. I didn't open it, I just listened.
"I know, Harry. But she needs time. She's a broken girl. She always has been. I don't know what you said, or what you did, but you have to let her be alone. She hasn't had someone in her life for along time, and when she found you something just clicked. She was finally being herself again. And even if she does forgive you, she'll never be whole, not like she was before."
"She's not broken, she's a human being not an inanimate object. Humans were made to be hurt and beaten down, but we were also made to love, and as long as she stays with me, I don't care about anything else."
I went back to my bed with tears in my eyes, listening to Harry argue with my mother. I closed my eyes and started to sleep after I couldn't distinguish between who's voice belonged to who.
I woke up with tears on my cheeks, my clothes sticking to my body with sweat. I was gasping for air, trying to figure out where I was; the image of the classroom still stuck in my mind. I was frantically searching for some form of reality to grasp on to. There was only a little light in my room, enough for me to see someone reach for me.
Out of instinct I screamed and covered my face. "Please don't hurt me. Please!" I sobbed, not having enough courage to look up, shrinking into a ball.
"Don't be afraid of me. Please. I'm not going to hurt you love." I slowly put my arms down and look up to meet Harry's eyes. My lip starts to quiver and I reach for him.
I wrap my arms around him and cling to him tightly because I was afraid he would disappear. I was scared to be alone.
I pulled back to look at Harry, tears still in my eyes. Harry starts to speak. "Look I'm so sorry, Autumn. I was wrong before. I was so wrong and-"
"Shush Harry. I know, I know." I mumbled, putting my hand behind his neck and bringing his face to mine.
I kiss him hard, holding on to him like I was drowning and he was my life preserver. He held onto me just as tightly, neither of us wanting to separate, not even for breath. I start to cry, pulling away as I started to sob. Harry pulls me into his lap, rubbing circles into my back. He never spoke, never asked questions.
When I calmed down, I tried to speak through my hiccuping. Harry told me that I didn't need to say anything, so I just listened to his heart beat.
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Summer Of Secrets Revealed
RomanceIt was just another summer. She never thought anything would happen. But boy was she wrong. Meeting a new boy who truly cares about her is something she's never experienced, and as the summer goes on, she starts to learn new things about her previou...