Struggle | H.S | AU |

Ten|

When we got home, my dad ushered me to bed and reminded me to take a painkiller. I walked towards my room praying that Harry wouldn't be there again because I was still recovering from our previous meeting earlier this evening.

I approached my door slowly and before I opened it. I took a deep breath and I looked around to be certain nobody saw my movements because I didn't want to explain myself for my weird behaviour and I turned the knob and I was glad that the lights were off and I walked into my room.

I walked towards my bed and turned on the light that was on my nightstand and that's when I saw a single red rose on my bed with a note under it and I almost threw it away but my curiosity won and I opened it. I t was Harry's writing but I couldn't picture him writing something so sweet. He wrote;

"I'm sorry for hurting you, I'm sorry for not controlling my anger, I'm sorry for the fact I can't let you go and most of all I'm sorry that I picked you to love"

I let the note fall on the floor and grabbed the rose and I felt tears forming in my eyes because it was the most beautiful thing someone had ever written to me and it almost made me forget what he did but I needed to stay strong because maybe he was sorry now but what would happen next time I would anger him and that was bound to happen. I was not an obedience person and I wasn't planning on becoming one.

I walked downstairs to grab a long glass for the rose. I was still pretty pissed at him but he made an effort to say he was sorry and I do love roses so it's a waste to throw it away right? "Who gave you that?" My mom asked from out of the blue and it freaked me out which resulted on me almost dropping a glass full ow water "ARGH!! Mom, you startled me"

"I'm sorry dear but who gave you that lovely rose?" She asked me with a knowing smile on her face.

"Uhm..It's from Harry" When I said that her eyes lightened up and she gave me a huge smile. I already saw her brain working over time planning my wedding to him but that was not going to happen but she can dream I guess "That's so sweet of him" He gushed and I just gave her a little smile "I guess so mom" I mumbled and she grabbed my chin carefully "Don't mess this up honey, he will be the best thing for you" I was shocked that she said that and I almost told her what kind of person he was but I couldn't and just nodded in return.

"I'm going to bed" I told her and she let me pass "Good night dear" She said and I wished her the same. I quickly climbed the stairs to my room and when I got there I closed the door and locked it. I also closed me curtains before I put my pyjama's on. I didn't want a message from harry tonight. I took my painkillers after brushing my teeth and went to bed. I again closed my curtains, which made me feel just a bit safer and I was looking forward for my second boxing class in the morning.

I woke up for some reason and I glanced over to check the time and it was in the middle of the night but something felt off. Maybe I had a nightmare that I couldn't remember. I was shaking like crazy as if someone had blown on my body, which I know sounded weird but that's the only thing I can think of this moment and you cant judge me for it. I'm still half asleep.

I needed to pee and just the thought of leaving my safe place in the bed made me anxious. I mean god knows what's behind that damn curtain right? I was probably just seeing things thanks to my painkillers because I took two instead of one and maybe I shouldn't have done that and maybe I should have read the description but the damage was already done and I really needed to pee.

What's up with that, why do you always have to pee when you wake up in the middle of the night. It's really annoying to be honest because if you have bad luck you cant get back to sleep and I'm that kind of person with the bad luck gene, so I better do something with my time now that I'm awake but still I really needed to get out of my safe bed to go to the bathroom. Well here goes nothing. I switched on my bedside lamp and of course there was no one and it was all in my head.