Harry's P.O.V
The expression her gentle face rendered me speechless. I couldn't move, she looked absolutely terrified. What could have possibly happened in the few minutes after I left the room to start the shower? The way she rushed out of my room paralyzed me. And I don't know what to do.
I'm still standing with a towel wrapped around me torso exposing the two ferns on my hip bones. I shiver from the cold creeping into my room. Grabbing the nearest sweatshirt and sweats and throwing them on, I look for my phone.
I should call her. Ask her what the fuck happened and tell her to come back. I hate being away from her. Even being basically 5ft away from her kills me inside. I'm total fucking mess without her. And she helps me control me urges. I've been clean for so long. Before I met her, I would smoke shit, swallow shit, and occasionally inhale shit that fucked me up me up a lot. It was bad. It would go to the point of me being knocked out for hours, incoherent, everything. But after her, I knew I couldn't drag her into my mess. I had to be better for her. She doesn't need to worry about if I'm died somewhere or thrown into some hospital from an overdose.
Lyssa.Lyssa.Lyssa.
No, I will not have that happen to me. I'm an idiot for even wanting to do drugs. Isabel needs me, and I love her. I love her so damn much.
Fuck it, I'm calling her.
I search through the futon where we were sitting and find my huge ass phone upside down in the crevices. Honestly how can you lose a galaxy s5? It's the size of my foot. When I swipe my finger across the screen, I am sent to one of my messages. Unknown? What are all these messages? I never saw them. My phone would be blinking from the unread messages.
All these threats and shit...
She couldn't have read them. No.
But it seems so accurate. They way she acted could only been because she read them all.
I owe Liam money. I shit ton that I can't give him yet. Thanks to my dumbass, I have to reimburse Liam for hundreds of dollars worth of pot, and all those ecstasy pills that made me lose all common sense. And now it's all come back to bite me in the ass.
Before I know, my finger is pressing the dial button at the side of her name.
It rings. And rings. And rings. No answer and I keep calling.
I've called her almost 30 fucking times before she finally answers.
"Hi." She softly answers. Her voice soothes me.
"I'm sorry," I rush out the words.
"It's okay Harry. Just tell me what it that was all about."
"Come back," I plead. I sound like a little kid but who in hell cares.
"Okay," She agrees.
"Please hurry," I say and hang up. But call her back again. "I'm staying on the phone until you get here."
She gently giggles, "Alright."
We don't speak, I just listen to the sound of her breathing.
"You almost here?" I question. I can feel my nerves worsening.
"I'm here now."
I jump out off the futon and practically sprint to the door. I open up as fast as I can.
Her hair is up in her usual bun, and no makeup covers her gentle features, just the way she looked earlier.
"Come here," I open my arms to her, begging for the closeness I know well enough will be the last time I can touch her.
She fits firmly into my hold, my nostrils a filled with her rose scented shampoo I pretend I hate but absolutely adore. God I love this girl. Pulling us both in, I close the door behind her. Reluctantly releasing our embrace momentarily then taking her hand and guiding her to my bed.
"Harry, answers. I need them please," She mutters quietly.
"I know, and I will give them to you. Just hear me out okay?" I say nervously. My palms are sweating and it got fifty degrees hotter in my room. "This was way before I met you, and it was during the dark days. When I was still "grieving" the loss of my sister. I promise you that I changed and I don't do any of that shit anymore, from the first day I met you I've stopped. Just please, don't leave me," I take in a deep breath from rushing out the words at lightning speed.
"I won't leave you," she places her warm hands on top of mine. Soothing the terrible ache that was growing rapidly.
"Back then, I had a problem, " I pause to gather my thoughts then continue, " a few of my mates introduced me to some fast acting pain relief. And at that time, I needed anything to rid my mind of Lyssa. I mean my sister. Anyways, I was consumed by countless drugs. Pot, different kinds of pills I don't remember of what, and at one point I even tried cocaine. And for a while they helped. Until you came a long and saved me from my imminent death."
Her mouth is parted but no sounds escape.
"Bel? I'm sorry, I should have told you this sooner, I just didn't want you dragged into my problbreathilI frantically apologize.
"You should have told me this from the beginning Harry," she darts her attention anywhere but me.
"I know, I know. I'm so sorry," My eyes are burning. And my chest is throbbing.
"Then you wouldn't have had to go through the withdrawals or whatever the texts were about alone. I would have been there with you the entire time," Her hands shifts upward to rest against my cheek. I'm never been so vulnerable in my life. This close to crying. This close of breaking down. Being completely drowned with overflowing heat coursing through my body. Every fiber of my being burning.
"I love you Harry. No matter what. I'm not going anywhere ever," she whispers softly.
"I love you,"I respond smoothly. "Every breath, every laugh, every tear, every smile, I love every little thing about you." I add.
She runs her hands in my long curls before smiling into passionate filled kiss.
"How about that shower yeah?" She smirks against my lips.
"Yeah," I breathe out.
And we get lost into each other under the burning hot water. Savoring the sweet moans and the way her back arches when I fill her completely.
If I were to die, I would want to die in her arms.
She guided me through the dark.
"Never let me go," I whisper in her ear as we layed down.
"I won't," she replies, making my heart flutter.
But sometimes, you can't make promise you can't keep...
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