Chapter 16

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Neves POV

Harry has been locked in his room for two hours now, I'm starting to worry. Through out those hours I've watched one film which was 'the little mermaid' I only like it because the prince is very good looking. I know his a cartoon, but there's something about him that I like.

After watching the movie I got very bored so I braided my hair into two plates. It didn't take long because my hair is not long.

I did think a lot about the conversation over tea. I really want to know why it bothered Harry so much. I'm so confused, it's just work and so what if I want to be a model. It's none of their business.

What really confused me was what Louis said to Harry, "your in some deep shit now". Like what does that mean. How is Harry in some deep shit because I'm not a model. I'm probably just missing something. It's probably something that's happened in the passed maybe.

I also thought a lot about the argument with dad. I didn't really get the time and space to think about it.

I do wonder if I did do the right thing. Did I say the right thing, did I speak about how much I'm hurt inside because I can't remember what I said. All I remember is my dad calling pathetic and worthless like my mom. Which is not true, mom is the opposite of those hurtful words. She is a beautiful, kind hearted and powerful woman.

She's done so much for me and Bonnie, that I'm so thankful for. She helps me with my panic attacks and my nightmares. Every time I see her face after a nightmare I feel safe again, I don't feel so lost. She's always there to hold my hand and pull my hair back when I'm throwing up in the toilet after I had a drunk night. She's always there. She's my best friend.

After hearing those words come from my dads thin, chapped lips all I saw was red. I was angry. I've never been that angry before.

Maybe I am worthless. Maybe i am pathetic. I mean look at me, I'm sitting here in the middle of the floor when there's a huge couch behind me, with two messy plats in my hair, watching this tv show that I don't know the name of.

I need to get a life.

I suddenly hear the door of Harry's room creak open. I turn my head to see Harry in just a pair of grey joggers were you can see the top of his boxers. His hair is all messed up, but it still suits him. His eyes are puffy and red, you could tell he has been crying and it's breaks my heart.

He walks out and heads to the bathroom. He's shuts the door again, leaving me alone again.

What should I do? I want to make him feel better, but I don't understand why he's so upset.

Maybe I should make my famous hot chocolate. Well it's not really famous, my Nan told me it was the best she's ever had so I kinda of called it my famous hot chocolate since then. So thanks grandma.

It's literally normal hot chocolate, but I add a special ingredient. Cinnamon. It gives you that Christmas Spirit.

I head to the kitchen straight away finding all the ingredients that I need. Thank god Harry had everything that I needed.

I get started on the drink hoping it will bring up Harry spirit.

I do the finishing touches like marshmallows and cream, then I'm done. Harry still hasn't left the bathroom I hope he's ok.

I go towards the closed bathroom door and wait for him to open it so I'll be the first thing he'll see, so I can hand him the drink. He doesn't need to tell me about his feelings and what's happened if he doesn't want to, I won't push him to.

I hear the lock unlock and I see the handle move. The door opens to see Harry looking better than before. He looks at me with those green eyes and then looks at the drink in my hands.

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