Aurora [H.S AU]

Chapter 6

<a/n: this is part of a double update! make sure you've read chapter 5 before this one>

2010, December 12th - Friday | 6:30 pm

Narrator's P.O.V:

He was having fun while talking to that chick - Marilyn, he is almost certain that is her name. Even though she is a little obnoxious and was trying way too hard to look cool, she looks decent enough for him to consider taking her to a dark corner at the Loutherbergh's backyard and having some fun with her. She would definitely want to, he is sure of that.

But in the moment he saw Phillip's girlfriend stepping on the stage, his attention was completely drawn to the only girl he actually cares about. He knows how much she hates Penelope, and he knows how birthdays are such a difficult time for her, not having her mother or sister around. So when Aster turned on her feet and rushed out of her own party, Harry didn't even thought twice - leaving Marilyn mid-sentence, he rushed right behind the raven-haired girl who has been part of his life ever since he was a baby.

As he enters the fancy living room, he can hear her muffled sobs coming from one of the pompous huge white couchs in there. He walks slowly, not wanting to startle her with his presence, but desperate to make her tears go away.

"Hey, Bunny" He whispers, sitting by her side and sneaking one of his arms around her tiny shoulders. Her skin is cold under his touch. "M'So sorry." He mumbles, not knowing exactly what to say but wanting to say something either way. He wants to show her he cares, and that he understand her better than anyone else.

Aster's heart races insanely fast inside of her rig cages, so hard that for a moment she fears Harry could hear the heartbeats. She raises her head from the cushion, forgetting that she is wearing makeup and completely oblivious to the fact now she has racoon eyes, while half of her mascara is stained on the cushion's soft fabric. She looks at Harry, and even though he notice how fucked up her makeup is right now, he still finds her the most beautiful girl in the world. Actually, he believes she doesn't even need makeup to begin with, her pale skin looks like porcelain naturally.

"I hate her, Harry." Aster finally blurts out, her voice sounding tiny and quivering, and she looks so vulnerable "I hate how hard she tries. Why she does it? She have to know she is just a fuck for my father!"

Harry raises his eyebrows, fighting against a surprised smile. It's so rare to hear bad words coming from Aster's mouth, she is always so calm, collected and polite. Always so perfect.

"I don't know why she does it, love." Harry's voice sound so raspy and smooth at the same time, it's like music to Aster's ears. She can't deny that even though she is still pissed at Penelope, she is actually loving to have Harry's arm around her shoulder, to feel the warmth of his body so close to her and especially, she is loving to have his undivided attention. "Maybe she is just dumb." Harry shrugs, smiling that crook, lopsided smile that always makes Aster's heart beat faster.

"She definitely is. Like, the dumbest person ever!" Aster is smiling now, the mere presence of Harry making her heart feel lighter. "Ugh, I'm sorry for making a scene. You're always here to clean up after my mess." She apologizes sincerely, even though she is glad to have Harry always there for her. She knows that besides her father and maybe Bella, he is the only person she can actually rely on.

"I'm always here for you, Bunny." Harry smiles again, daring to raise a hand and take a loose strand of Aster's beautiful black hair and taking it away from her face. He notices when her cheeks gets tinted red and feel the familiar pit on his stomach, that is always there when he's around her. "Do you want to come back to your party?" He feels the need to ask, albeit the last thing he wants right now is to come back under that tent and force himself to stay away from Aster, always trying to make her come to him, always wanting to mean for her what she means for him.