6. Guardian Angel
Your P.O.V.
"Shhhhh," I slurred. "I don't wanna wake up anyone!"
We bounded up the steps to my apartment. This stranger followed close behind me. We just met at the local bar and started talking. We had a few drinks together. One thing led to another... And here we are. Going back to my apartment. I guess that's what happens when you drink.
Just one more flight and we would be at my front door.
"Oh babe, we need to get there right now." He whispered.
I giggled very drunkly at him. He was just saying the funniest things. He was a cute boy. Around my age. He had blue eyes and black hair that hung over his eyes, he was tall, he smelled good, and he seemed nice enough.
We finally reached my front door. I unlocked it and threw it open, tripping inside and leaving him to close it. I held onto the couch for support as he came towards me.
"What do we do now?" I smiled and bit my lip. God, I was intoxicated.
He walked slowly to me and grabbed my hips pulling me to him. His bulge was noticed against my core and his intentions were becoming uncovered.
"We do each other." He whispered against my ear. I shivered at his words. Not in a good way, almost as if I knew something bad would happen. Like when you know you failed that test, and then it happens.
He started kissing down my neck, leaving his saliva all over the place. It was nasty! I did not want this!
He came back up to my lips and started to kiss them, backing me up to the wall. He asked for an entrance, and when I denied him, he growled. He pushed me harder against the wall making me gasp at the pain and giving him a chance to slip his tongue inside.
I bit down on his tongue and when I did, well that made him mad.
I got this chance to run to my room and shut myself inside. I sobered up very quickly.
What was I thinking?! How stupid do I have to be to bring home a guy, drunk and from a bar, and not expect him to come onto me? Now he is mad. Sometimes I don't think. What did I think was gonna happen? We were just gonna play some Yahtzee and everything would be normal like we were old childhood friends? Jesus, (y/n), THINK!
This guy kept banging against the door until he finally broke it open. I was begging God to please let him sober up. Please let him realize what he gonna do. Please let him stop.
He threw me on the bed, pinning me down so I couldn't get up.
"You slut! You knew what I wanted and fed into it! Now you're gonna get it." He growled.
He grabbed my dress and slipped it off somehow. I was so scared I was not thinking about what he was doing. I was just praying I would be ok. Next I felt my bra off. Soon he ripped my undies off. I was completely bare under this stranger. I heard his belt buckle and I woke up from this daze.
"P-please s-s-sir I'm begging y-you. I won't t-tell anyone I s-s-swear. Please I-I-I'm a v-virgin." I stuttered as salty liquid ran down my cheeks.
He threw his head back and laughed. "Well then, better make it something to never forget. Right?"
At this I totally lost it. I fought against him and kicked. I got him off. I stood up quickly and looked out for him, only to find him not in the room.
Then I heard a crash.
I didn't throw on clothes or anything, I just ran into my living room to see this man being thrown around. Like magic, no one was there.
This man was dragged to the door and before he got thrown out, a man showed up and threatened him.
"If you ever, and I mean ever, so much as look at her again, I will kill you and it won't be quick!" Then he threw him out and slammed the door. He turned around and was shocked to see me. I was shocked to see him too, but I felt like I knew him. I wasn't scared.
"Who are you?" I asked.
His gaze slowly traveled to my eyes. I covered myself more as I felt insecure about my naked body to this stranger.
"I'm Harry." He said.
"Just Harry?" I asked again. He staked towards me closer. I noticed he was in all black, with curly hair, luscious pink lips, and these green eyes. He had looks that could pleasure a woman.
He stopped In front of me. He took my arms away from my body and pulled them around him. He was cold, so cold. He then held me close. And even though he was cold, it was comforting.
"You know me (y/n), just think." He whispered.
I thought a lot. I thought long and hard. I don't recall knowing anyone Harry. I did have this one friend when I was little named Harry but he.... Died.
"Harry?" I ask. "Who died when he was seven?"
He chuckled. "Ya."
"I'm not sure how it's possible though. Your dead." I said.
"Well, I'm on guardian duty. I have to protect you your whole life until you die. When you do, I'll go to Heaven and you will be put in place of me." He explained.
"So your a ghost?" I asked.
"Kinda. Cmon, let's go put you to bed." He told me.
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"So your just stuck with forever? That must suck! I would hate to save me from everything." I say.
He shrugs, "eh, I like it. Now, get to bed it's late."
I snuggle under the cover against him. I'm still naked, but he is fully clothed and doesn't mind. He starts to move and I realize he is trying to get up. I grab his arm.
"Wait, Harry, please stay. Don't disappear." I mumble sleepily.
He smiles and stays in place. He snuggles down with me and tangles our legs. He kisses my fore head and rubs my back as I drift into sleep.
"I love you so much. I always have." I hear him whisper when he thinks I'm asleep.
Very lazily, I turn my head up and my lips touch his cold lips in a pecking kiss.
"Don't ever leave me, please." I snore.
"Never."
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Ok... I know it's not that good, but I think it's at least longer! That's something right? Ok well,I know it's only one update, but yesterday was just a lazy day and I'm tired af. I half-assert his one so.... Ya, sorry but not sorry.Anyways, thanks for the reads! I need feedback and ideas!
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