Harry styles imagines

28. Playing me like a card II

Previously

Surprisingly he couldn't reply as he turned around and started walking away but not before slapping her right then and there, her head leaning to the opposite side at the impact as she held her cheek, her hair hiding her face as she crumbled.

Everything around her was like a blur, Timothée standing up and breaking the chair that was right beside him on Harry, so hard that he fell on the floor, Harry fell unconscious due to the hard impact. Harry's friends running to him as the rest of the students rushed to her trying to aid her, trying to get her to talk but she couldn't do anything.

Timothée carried her to his dorm, it wasn't that far away but it was the quietest place on Earth this time of day. He got her frozen Beans to place on her face as he moved her hair carefully to the other side of the hit. The moment the ice touched her face she hissed earning a friendly thigh rub making her lost soul gain awareness once again.

Few minutes passed with no words said between the two, with him holding the frozen beans to her face as she kept her eyes looking downwards or kept them closed.

An unnoticed deep breath she took in then puffing it out still going unnoticed. She weirdly took his hand off her cheek, placing the beans away as she just laid her head on his chest as she intertwined their hands holding it tightly. His arms welcoming her as he held her closely, he slowly moves back still holding her in his arms as they laid down. A soothing hand on her back was creating small soft circles on her back as he held her closer, his heart breaking for what she has gone through, she didn't deserve any of it.

Timothée

My heart came down from breaking my rib cage to being normal, as I held the tiny angel in my arms. She was so small compared to me and I loved the difference. I know she would have never asked me for that favour, ever. Because in her eyes asking for something like this means hitting rock bottom, but she was broken and I'm going to do anything to mend her back.

A few moments later she was completely relaxed she fell asleep as her warm breath kept hitting my chest making me pull the duvets over us, kissing her head softly staying for a few more seconds.

"I'll do everything to make you happy again, I promise" I full heartily whispered resting my head on hers holding her closer to me.

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You

I woke up breathing heavily as I sat up my eyes looking everywhere ensuring I'm safe and not where I was. my eyes adjusted the darkness and I could finally make out Timothée figure beside me, making me relax as I laid back down calming down my breath, my mind thankfully doing what it should and forgetting what I just dreamed about 2 seconds ago.

I sighed as I turned to look at him, I hate myself for using him but I feel like I didn't really do it, because I know I do love Timothée since day one, I know what you would say get your fucking emotions together but that's just the way I think, I love too much, too easily that's why I build walls to try to protect myself, but as I said before me being me shut him out scared that I'll get hurt even if he was nothing like anything I've ever seen before.

He's so kind and collected he didn't want to be popular or for everyone to notice him he just wanted a quite life. And it gravitated me towards him and he didn't give up either when I shut him out the first time he then acted like nothing had happened which left me disappointed yet thankful.