When Love Said No (Drarry)

Chapter 7 (re-written)

Draco's POV

He's hugging me?! Why would he hug me? I stared at his shirt with my still wide-open eyes as he continued to hug me tightly. I was shaking so bad, I had no idea what his intentions were, which scared me senseless. Every touch I've ever received had hurt, so a gentle touch like this confused, and terrified me.

"Hey... It's ok Draco, everything's ok... Calm down, I'm not going to hurt you, ok? Shh, it's ok... I know you don't trust me, but trust me this once...." he said, patting my head. It felt nice, it felt like I'm loved... It felt like I'm safe... But I was too good to be true, and I was still too scared to hug him back. I did nothing but cry and shake as he kept hugging me and ran his fingers through my hair. After some time, I calmed down. He looked at me, but I wasn't ready to look at him in the eyes. He slowly wiped my tear-stained cheeks, and I blushed a little. "Are you ok now? Be honest." said Harry, looking worried.

"Oh.. I.. I'm fine.... T-thank you...." I said looking down. "Ok now let's go and eat, ok? It will get cold... And please sit on the chair..." he said calmly but seemed a little annoyed. "Ok..." I whispered, and we ate out food. I ate slowly out of fear that he will get angry. Father always hated when I ate fast. He said that I'm an embarrassment, and eating like a dog wouldn't make me better.

"So.... Want to explore our new house after we eat?" he said kinda awkwardly. "I.. Um... If you want to..." I hesitated with every word because I didn't know how he would react. I also didn't know what makes him angry, so I felt a lot of stress. "Do you?" My eyes widened at the question and my heart stopped. What is the right answer?! What if he gets angry? Oh, God... He is going to be so angry... Is he going to hit me?! I lost myself in my thoughts, so eventually, Harry touched my hand. I jumped out of shock and looked at him with horror in my eyes. "Draco? Are you ok?" he asked with a gentle voice. "I... I.... Yes... I.. I'm fine. I-I do want to... I... I think... Um..." Is that the right answer? He hates when I lie, so I didn't.... I hope I won't make him angry.... "Ok then..." he said and stood up.

When we finished eating we started going through the rooms. We found the bathroom and other rooms, but we found only one bedroom... We both didn't go into the room and just stood there.

I looked down, worried, and tried not to think. Still, my attempt was unsuccessful as I started sweating and my heart started pounding into my chest. Why only one bedroom with one bed?.... It can't be.... I don't want that to happen... I... I don't... I don't want that... I remembered the words of my father as I felt pain in my chest. I squeezed my eyes and just tried to distract myself with other things. "Oh... I guess we're going to sleep in the same bed then..." said Harry. I got so scared that my mind went blank, so I just said anything that came to my mind.

"I-I can sleep o-on the couch in the living room! O-or on the f-floor! So... So we don't h-have to-" Harry looked confused for a moment and then he chuckled a little. "No, it's fine. We'll share the bed."

"Oh... O-Ok...." My eyes watered and I looked down so Harry wouldn't see. What if he does something to me? I'm scared.. Please don't... "Maybe we should go to bed, huh? It's early, but I'm tired...." I started shaking and tried my best not to cry. "Um... I... Please, c-can I just s-sleep i-in the living room?.... P-please......" I started to cry and looked down again.

"Why?" he asked. "I-I... I d-don't know... I..." Harry touched my shoulder and I jumped, scared. "Hey, why are you so... Scared of me today? I've never seen you so scared... Is something wrong?" He looked concerned, yet still very confused. "I... I......" I couldn't say it, so I went silent. "....... Draco, I'm tired, ok? Let's just sleep, ok?" he said obviously annoyed. "Y-y-you're going to sleep?" I asked as my body tensed. "Well, obviously... I said I'm tired, didn't I?"

"Oh... Y-yeah... Sorry..." I'm so stupid... He... He wouldn't do that... He may not be the best person, but he's not THAT bad... Right? "Ok, come on." I went into the room and sat on the bed, relaxing a little. I looked at Harry that had a shocked expression as he gasped. "Draco.... Um... Take off your shirt?" he said, yet it sounded like a question. My eyes widened and my heart stopped once again. "What? W-why?" I said while shaking. My voice cracked a little.

"Take off your shirt, Draco!" he said, this time with a louder voice that made me jump. No... Please no... Please.... I don't want this... I can't- But... I don't have a choice... I.. I don't want to get hurt... I slowly, with shaking hands, took off my shirt and put it on the bed. I did my best to not cry.

Harry's POV

Wait... Is that bruise under his shirt?! Is it because we beat him at school? I don't think I ever left bruises tho? Who was it then... I told Ron and Noah not to be too rough to him. I mean... He deserves it, I guess... But still... "Draco.... Um... Take off your shirt?" He looked at me with a shocked expression. He started shaking looked like he was about to cry. "... What? W-Why?" He asked, his voice cracking.

"Take off your shirt, Draco!" He slowly did what I told him to.

When he took it off I felt like I was going to puke. He had black, yellow, and purple bruises all over his body. He was so thin, you could see some of his ribs. He also had a few hickeys on his collarbone... Maybe he IS a whore.. But... It's weird... That's not Draco that I know... Then again... I do NOT know him pretty much at all... I don't know why, but I felt so angry... Almost like... Jealousy? Haha, no way... Of course it's not....

".... W-What.... What do y-you w-want me to d-do?" he said quietly. His voice cracked as he seemed to struggle to breathe.

"Huh.... What do you mean?" I looked at him, confused. Everything was just so confusing!

"Y-y-you said that... You said that you w-wanted me to take off my sh-shirt..?"

It took me a few seconds to process what he said. "...... Wha- Do you want to tell me that you thought that I wanted to have sex with you or something?!" He looked at me with wide eyes that were full of tears. He seemed scared and that just confirmed it. For some reason, I lost control of my anger. But I often did anyway... "Are you joking me?! Did you really think that?! I just saw a bruise and wanted to see if you have more, but I guess bruises aren't the only thing on your body!..." I pressed one of his hickeys and he shrank back. "I guess your father was right... I guess you ARE a whore, huh?" his eyes widened and a tear fell down his cheek.

Draco's POV

F-father told him?! But.. I didn't want to do it! That... That doesn't make me a whore... Does it....? It doesn't, right?! I started crying. "N-n-no.. I... I'm not... Please... I'm not... I-" SLAP My head snapped to the right side as more tears fell. I didn't expect him to slap me... "You're disgusting..." he said, looking angry and disgusted. I was crying loudly now, shaking uncontrollably. He hates me... He will hurt me... He will leave me... And then when will I do?! Where will I go?! "I-I-I'm sorry! Please! I'm sorry! P-Please don't l-leave me! I-I beg you! Please..."

He looked at me with his hateful eyes. "Go to sleep, I don't have time for this!" He turned off the light. I gasped and started shaking even more. "H-H-Harry, please... P-please t-turn it on.. P-Please...."

"Why?" He snapped. I tried not to cry again, so I don't make him angrier. I even tried not to stutter. Father hates when I stutter.. "I... I'm scared o-of the dark... I'm sorry..." I looked down at my hands.

"I don't fucking care! Now shut up!" I jumped at his loud voice. "Y-Yes, Harry..." I said, holding my tears and I lay down. I lay as far from him as I could so he has a big enough space to sleep comfortably.

"G-Good night..." I said quietly looking on the opposite side. He seemed to lay on the other as he pulled the blanket over us. "Wake me up at 6 am. I don't want us to be late for school. I'm too tired to turn on my alarm...." he said, ignoring me. "Oh... Ok..." I said squeezing my hands together.

"You better." He said in a sleepy, yet rough voice.

"Yes..." I closed my eyes as one last tear slipped from my eyes before I drifted off to sleep.