Four Mistakes

Chapter 8

Harrys POV

I woke up to a loud scream coming from my room. I jumped up and ran towards my room passing a clock that read 2:30am.

I open my door cautiously and am met with a sleeping Ella thrashing around. Small sobs escaped her mouth and in between her cries I could make out a few words.

"N-oo" she stuttered.

"It should be me. It should be me. It should be me!" She screamed gradually getting louder.

She was having a nightmare.

I slowly make my way over to her and try to softly shake her out of her sleep.

"Ella. Ella wake up, please Ella." I whisper, not wanting to scare her.

Her eyes open and widen as she screams and moves away from me, pulling her knees up to her chest, and putting her head between her legs. Hysteric sobs left her shaking body making my eyes water just because of the sad sight in front of me.

I move closer slowly not wanting to scare her. I sit down next to her in the bed and rub circles on her back. "Ella it's just me, Harry. It's ok I promise your safe." I say quietly, with a shaky voice myself.

Why such an innocent person should ever have to go through this, I guess I'll never know.

She removed her head from between her legs and looks up at me with red eyes. They soften as soon as they make contact with my eyes and she puts her arms around my neck, pulling me in for a hug.

"I should have warned you. They happen all the time. Usually no one is there to hear me, though." She whispers with a shaky voice.

She disconnects her arms from around my neck and leans back on the headboard.

"I'm sorry, Harry, for waking you." She says quietly, while looking down, rubbing her eyes.

"Stop saying sorry, Ella." I say.

I place a single finger under her chin to move her head up so she is looking at me. I place a single kiss on her lips and say, "Get some sleep, Ella."

She nods her head and repositions herself back under the covers. I make my way to the door flicking the lights off when a small voice says, "can you stay, Harry?"

To be honest, I was kind of hoping she would say that.

"Of course." I answer a little too quickly. I make my way over to the bed an crawl in next to her. She snuggles close to me and lays her head on my stomach.

"Thank you." She whispers.

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Ella's POV

When I wake up I am happy to find that Harrys legs are still intertwined with mine. I lay still so I don't wake Harry and think.

I think about what it would have been like if I never met Harry. I can't even imagine what I would be doing. I was so alone. And now I have Harry, and I couldn't be more grateful.

"What are you thinking about?" A husky morning voice asks indicating he had just woken up.

"Mhmm nothing." I say, turning so I'm facing him.

I'm met with a pair of sleepy green eyes.

"Sleep good?" He asks.

"Great." I reply.

Harrys warmth leaves me as he rolls out of bed. I can't help but notice that he is only in a pair of Calvin Klein boxer and nothing else.

"Like what you see?" He says when he notices me staring. My cheeks automatically flush red and I look down.