Specter

Twelve//Reveal All (01)

The night consisted of moaning and groaning, that wasn't from me. The muffled moans seemed covered up by something. It's bugging me because Harry knows I'm here but he's still having sexual intercourse with the dumb blonde.

The bed-frame hit the wall with a great amount of force. All I wanted to do was read a book because I couldn't sleep but if this keeps happening I might never sleep. I put my face back into the book, trying to block everything out. Everything as in their animalistic growls and shit.

"Oh my Harr-" I heard a loud smack and I reckon he smacked his hand over her mouth for my wellbeing. So much for blocking everything out.

I've had enough this midnight train ride. It has been going on too long. My powers are drained from lack of sleep and Harry now knows where I sleep which means he'll bug me every day because he a-

"Harry did your boner go down?" Hannah squeals breathlessly, cutting my thoughts. I cover my mouth and the book fell from my hand making a loud thud. Hopefully they haven't heard.

"Get off!" Hannah seethes and I chuckle while creeping of the room.

When I walk into the hall Hannah's out there sheet wrapped around her petite body.

"You're sleeping on the sofa!" She barked, pointing at the stairs. I couldn't help but chuckle and shake my head. What a dead life I'm living.

I eyeball Harry as he walks out of the room joggers hanging from his pelvis and his chest uncovered but filled with black ink. The ink danced over his body from chest to arm. He looked so bad boyish but he's the sweetest being you'll meet. His hair is a curly mess as he stomps pass Hannah and glares into my direction.

If he saw me standing here he'll be redder than wine. I'll tell him what I heard tomorrow, maybe. I turned on my heel and made my way down the hall into the attic. I plop on the featherbed and threw the cover over my body. I close my eyes and try to sleep as much as I could- I miss my powers.

...

"Emma..." I discern a whisper and I rub the back of my palm on my eyes, sitting up to stretch. When I open my eyes I see Harry sitting in the edge of my bed staring at me with warm, calm eyes.

"Why are you waking me up?" I asked confused and very irritated. This is why I didn't want him to know where I slept.

"I-I made us some breakfast." He stutters, "Hannah took the car to work and I thought you might be hungry." I smirk and nodded my head climbing out of bed.

Harry stands and walks towards the door pulling it open, "ladies first." He smiles and I walk out the room first and go down the hall, then downstairs to the kitchen. Harry was right on my tail as I took a seat at the oval table.

"What's cooking good looking?" I joke and Harry chuckled, gently placing a plate filled with eggs, bacon, grits, and sausage. I licked my lips at the large portion of food- I only steal little things so this is wonderful.

"You really didn't have to do this." I say, grabbing the bacon and shoving it in my mouth. "Mmm, but thanks."

"It's no problem." He smiled, showing off his deep dimples. "I didn't know you ate until I saw that my stash was tampered with." My eyes widen and I laughed.

Harry has stashed ice-cream and Twix inside the ice maker underneath the ice. It's actually the best hiding spot I've seen. I steal a few occasionally.

"I thought I was being sneaky." I shrug and he shakes his head before taking a bite out of his bacon.

"My back is sore." He mumbles randomly and I laugh out loud. He stares at me worriedly and I shut up holding back all my giggles.

"How was the sofa?" I smirk and Harry cheeks redden- his eyes are big as all outside.

"Please tell me you didn't hear anything!" He cried and I smirked mischievously.

"Harry did your boner go down?" I mock, making the best Hannah voice possible. He covered his face and shook his head saying, "this is embarrassing."

"Don't be ashamed, we all have our turn offs. I'll just play as if nothing happened. Being dead and all I've heard worse." I smile, trying to make his situation less awkward.

He sighs, "I tried to make her stop but it was basically rape." He informs me and laugh. It's been a while since I laughed so much it feels foreign. "Never will it happen again."

"I hope not." I say and he smiles at me.

"So, I was wondering do you have ghost powers?"

"Yes, I have invisibility, telekinesis, levitation, fear inducement, and I have the ability to make it cold as ice." I smirk rising the temperature. I watch as a cold huff came from Harry's mouth and he groaned.

"Ok, please bring it back down." He chatters and I do as he says, watching the tension leave his body.

"Sorry," I laughed.

He nods, "how does it feel being in those clothes all the time," he questions.

I look down at the leggings, the old baggy sweater and wiggle my toes that are covered with fluffy socks.

I smile and look at Harry, saying, "comfortable."

He chuckles, "I see," he says, "I want to ask one more question, if you don't mind."

I gulp and stop eating my food. I look at Harry and nod. This is the dreadful talk that I thought about either avoiding or telling, but I would tell and Harry will be the first to know what happen. He'll be the first person I tell because he's the first to ask.

Harry frowns and shakes his head, "Never mind, I can see the discomfort in your eyes."

I almost laugh, "Its fine." I say "You can ask." I pick up some eggs with my fork before placing them in my mouth and chewing.

"I can't." he says, guilt clear in his voice. He's so kind and cares for other feeling before he cares for his own.

I roll my eyes, "I don't mind." I truthfully say. I don't mind Harry asking me this. I rather he ask me now than later. "I would ask you the same question if you were dead. Whether it was offensive or not but that's just me." I shrug.

Harry frowns, seeming offended by my outburst. I put my head down and continued to eat. I'm fine with explaining this to him even though he'll be the first to know.

He's so sweet that it aggravates me. He holds back so much and doesn't want anyone to be offended but that's not who I am. I'm not upset with the question he wants to ask I'm upset that he's too scared to ask.

"No, I can't." He shakes his head and looks down.

Tired of all the foolery I just blurt it out. "I was murdered, Harry."

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