His Pure Happiness

Chapter 3

*Sophie's POV

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing lightly. When I finally opened my eyes, I found myself tied up in Harry's arms. No wonder I felt so safe at night. I smiled to myself and looked at his angel face he had when he was asleep. I tried my hardest to untie myself from Harry trying not to wake him up.

"Hello?" I asked into my phone.

"Hey Smiley! I miss you!" Smiley was all I heard to make me feel some sadness of missing my brother.

"Travis Evans! Do you know what time it is!" I couldn't help but I needed more sleep then what he never gave me.

"Yes I do! It's time for your lazy bum to get up from bed!" He would always say this but this time it made me smile, knowing I never heard that around the house anymore.

"Okay! Okay! I'm up!" I started to laugh and heard shuffling around behind me.

"Who's on the phone love?" I had woken up sleeping Harry. 'Please don't let my brother hear, please don't let my brother hear.' That was the only thing I said to myself.

"Soph?! Who is in your room?! I heard a guy voice! Who is with you! I want answers now!"

"Bye Trav! See you soon!" I clicked and ended the call not answering my brother's questions. I had nothing to hide but I didn't want him to know I was sleeping with a guy. We didn't do anything but still.

"So you do have a boyfriend." I heard disappointment in Harry's voice, I turned around to face him and started to open my mouth to explain that, that was my brother on the phone.

"Save it Sophie. I have t0 go. See ya around." He was getting up from where he was on the bed. I stood there and said no words. I couldn't speak. I was frozen. All I can do was watch him get his clothes and walk out my bedroom door. Once he had shut the door. I threw myself on the bed. I didn't know what just happened.

It was about 9 at night... Carla had thrown another party. But this time, with less people. Not much of a party but I wasn't in the mood. I walked to the nearest coffee shop they had. It was the cutest place I ever been in. I ordered my coffee and sat down at one of the tables they had. I looked around and examine everyone's face. Then I reached one very familiar face.

I was about to leave, I had my cup of coffee in my hand and everything.

"Sophie?" It was a familiar voice I heard since forever. I hate that voice. I turned around and Jerry was looking at me. Jerry. His name sickens me. I noticed that Jerry was coming over to me. Why? What did he want?

"What do you want Jerry?" I spat out to him.

"You know exactly what I want from you babe" He gave me one of those terrifying looks he always gave me. He grabbed my arm and started to hurt me. I tried to move away from his reach but he was holding on too hard.

"Let go of me Jerry!" he was now dragging me outside to his car. What was he doing all the way here anyways? I resisted getting inside his car.

"She said let go bud!" I heard a voice from behind me. The voice I loved and melted me.

"And who are you to be telling me what to do or not?" Jerry pushed me to the side of the car making me hit my head. I slid down his car.

"I'm her boyfriend!" I managed to see Harry knock Jerry out with one good punch to the face.

Harry came over to me and picked me up bridal style. I felt safe and warm. Not because of the weather. It was pretty windy out but because I was in Harry's arms. He walked to his car and put me in the passenger seat. He clicked me in and got in the driver's seat.

"It's alright love. You're safe now. You'll be okay." He looked at me, kissed my hand and held on to it the whole drive. My guess is we were at Harry's condo because he had pulled in to this massive building. I finally had the strength to move. But Harry wouldn't let me go. He held me close to his body.

"Hello, there Mr.D" he waved at the tall middle age man behind the counter. I gave out a weak smile when he smiled at me and greeted both of us.

We headed towards the lift and he pushed the button that taken us to his floor.

"What were you thinking? Going out around this time, you could have gotten hurt Soph!" He looked down at me meeting my eyes. He had hurt, afraid, anger feelings in his eyes. Did he really care after what had happen this morning?

"How... did you find me..?" I was getting dizzy and my head started to hurt even more but I tried my best not to show that it did.

"You look horrible Soph. Come on, let's get you some sleep." I guess I didn't hide it too well. He walked me to his door and opened it. Like the view from outside wasn't enough. The inside was beautiful, but messy. Massive, but still messy. He took me to what seem to be his room.

"Here, let me give you something to wear." He walked out the door and into another room. He came back with a big pink panda sweater, LOVE grey sweatpants and pink converses. (Picture on the side)

"Why do you have girl clothes?" I looked at the clothes but I didn't want to put them on knowing it was some random girl's clothes.

"Don't worry, they are my sister's, Gemma, clothes. I wouldn't make you put on some random girl's clothing." He gave me a chuckle and a cute little smirk. I took the clothes from him and started to walk to the bathroom.

"Please be careful, you seem to have hit your head really badly." He turned around to face me. I went into the bathroom and felt dizzy again. I took off my shirt and looked at my arm in the mirror. There was a bruise. I took the sweatshirt and put it on. It fit perfectly big. I took off my old jeans and had put on the sweatpants. It fit long but good at the waist.

"You okay in there?" The slight knock on the door made me jump a little.

"Yeah... I'm good. I'll be out in a second." I shuffled my clothes together and put on the converses. I went out the door, "do you happen to have a bag, for my... err... clothes do you?"

"Well, it so happens I do. What were you thinking going out this late anyways?" He was searching all his cabinets just to find a bag. Then he pulled one out. I looked at him and took it. I put my clothes in the bag and decided to answer his question for once.

"Well, Carla had another party and well, I didn't want to be there. I wanted to be alone... but I guess I wasn't." I whispered the last part.

"What are you trying to say about that? Did he follow you here? Did he know you were coming for the summer? I want to know what he wanted from you Sophie, please." Harry gave me those worried eyes and by the tone of his voice it was making want to tell him.

"Can I trust you Harry?"

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Can she trust Harry? Jerry is such a jerk right guys :o