lost// h.s

Chapter 4

It's like a playlist on repeat, playing over and over again. It's like a marathon of movies, event after event streaming on the big screen. It's like looking through a scrapbook, memories are glued on all of the pages.
It's these memories.
I can't get rid of them.
They're drilled into my brain.
It's like an endless maze. There's no escape.
I can't escape what happened no matter how hard I try.
I've stopped crying now, but I'm still stuck in Harry's strong hold. His finger gently strokes my cheek, back and forth, and back and forth. My arms are wrapped around his torso tightly and my face is nuzzled in his neck. Our legs are tangled together comfortably.

"Babe?" Harry whispers, making my heart flutter.

"Y-yeah?"

"Can you tell me what happened?"

"I... I had this reoccurring dream. It's all these flashbacks from all these bad things that have happened in my life and it's like it's happening again and again. No matter how hard I try, I can't get away from it. I can't get away from my past. I moved out here to get away from it. And I did. I got away from it. But, I can't stop the memories. I can't ignore them. It's like they're drilled into my brain and I don't have the screwdriver to pull them off and throw them in the trash. I'm still afraid of them and I have no clue how to stop it."

"I know you have a past. I don't know what it is, but I know it's there. I want to know. I want to know what you're scared of, how you think, what you think, what you feel, what makes you sad. I see it in your eyes, Arabella. You'll be smiling one minute, then your eyes go dark. All the happiness that was evident on your face is wiped away. I want to know why. I want to know every single inch, aspect, flaw, insecurity, quirk, and fear you have. Let me get to know you. I want to know you."

"You're just gonna run away."

"I haven't left yet, have I?"

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Shortest chapter ever, sorry.
I won't be updating as much (and haven't been) because I broke my elbow, oops.