Just The Way You Are.

Just The Way You Are. 16.

Chapter 16. 

I woke up and looked at the window. It was still dark. I took my phone from the night table and saw it was just 4.30am. I've only slept two hours and a half. Suddenly I felt something moving next to me. I turned around to find Harry sleeping. He was deep asleep. His curls were made a mess around his face which was resting on my pillow. I looked at his hand which was resting on my leg. His knuckles were still red from the fight. I felt so bad but I had to thank God for sending Harry on the right time. I took his hand and I stroke it silently. I put his hand on the bed and I got up as quietly as I could. I went to the bathroom and took one of Harry's hoodies he forgot the other day and I put it on. It was so cold right now. I went to the kitchen and I looked through the window. It was starting to rain. Like always. I opened the fridge looking for something to eat. Every single thing I saw gave me want to throw up so I decided to just have a glass of milk. I took it and I went to the living room. I sat on the couch and drank it. 

I stood there sitting with the glass of milk on my hand for like 20 minutes. I couldn't help but think about what happened not long ago, just a few hours ago. I remember how I closed my eyes because of the fear and when I opened them, I saw Harry was already there saving me. It's like he felt I was in trouble. He's more than a savior, he's my hero. It was now 6am. The sun was already appearing down the window. I was curled up on the couch, my arms wrapped around my legs while I checked my phone. 

"hey" I heard his raspy, deep voice said as he posed one of his warm hands on my shoulder. 

"hey" I replied looking up at him. 

"what are you doing awake?" I asked him looking back at my phone. 

"I should ask you that" he said sitting next to me. 

"I just couldn't sleep" I said looking at him again. 

"are you okay?" he asked worried. I opened my mouth to speak but then I closed it again. I didn't want him to worry anymore. 

"I think so" I replied smiling a bit. 

"you sure?" he said in his cute british accent. I thought for a bit about his question. Was I sure I was okay? 

"yes" I replied resting my head on his shoulder. he took my body and moved it forward so he could put his arm around me and he hugged me. We stood in that position for like 10 minutes. He stroke my hair softly while I had my arm grabbed around his tummy.

"I'm gonna tell my mum and Louis I'm here babe, they must be worried" he said as he stopped touching my hair.  

"okay" I said getting up from his chest. I observed how he got up from the couch and went to the room. I saw how Harry walked around the room and talked. He sometimes brought his hand to his forehead and rubbed it. I guess he was talking with Louis. I looked again at his hand. His knuckles were still red. He must've punched that man so hard to habe his hand still red. 

I saw how he finished talking and he saved his phone on his pocket. I got up from te couch and went towards him. He looked at me. When I was in front of him, I took his red hand with my two hands and I rubbed it sweetly. He looked at me confused. I touched the red part of his hand and then I kissed his hand softly.

"I'm sorry about this" I said looking at him.  

"about what?" He asked confused.  

"about your red hand, it's like that because of me" I said looking down still holding his hand with both of my hands. 

"shhh, don't be sorry babe, I would've have done that and more if you were in trouble" he said using his free hand to touch my face. He leaned a bit and kissed me sweetly. His warm lips made my cold lips feel good, like always.