Chp 13: My name is....

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Quote of the day: Never ever choose someone who needs to think twice about choosing you...

Harry's P.O.V

I groan as I wake up from my peaceful sleep.

I had the weirdest dream... It felt so real but I knew it wasn't, because well it had my father in it and well he's still in jail.... I hope.

"Harry just come on don't think about it." I mutter to myself softly.

I sigh as I start to get up from my bed but regret it as I feel pain in my neck.

"I really didn't sleep in the best position." I sigh as I twist my neck making a "crack" noise.

I start to walk to the kitchen and feel my way to the fridge I open it up and gently put my hand in hoping to find the milk.

As I feel something cold collide with my skin I let out a sigh in contentment.

I take the milk out and put it onto the bench and start to feel about in the cupboards hoping to feel a bowl, as I do so I feel my hand go to fast over something glass and fragile and it falls to the floor making a loud crash.

I groan and crouch down to pick up the glass pieces while doing that I feel a sharp piece get stuck into my skin making me hiss in pain.

"Oi! Don't touch that, just stay there for a second and don't move okay?" The voice spoke.

I nod but don't say anything because a stranger is in my room right now and he could be a rapist or a murder.

"Okay I have some stuff to clean you up, just wait there and I will come get you."

Again I nodded not knowing where my voice was.

The sound of shoes crunching over glass caught my attention.

"Now I am going to pick you up, so don't do any tricks because you will get hurt even more, got it kitten?" He spoke his voice soft yet hard at the same time.

"Y-yea..." I whisper out.

"Okay on the count of three I need you to jump got it?" He asked.

"O-okay, please just don't hurt me?" I ask with fear.

"I would never hurt you again, kitten..."

Again with the name kitten, I have heard that name come from someone's mouth before I just don't know whose.

I nod.

"Okay.... Here we go."

"one"

"two"

"three"

"Jump now!"

I do as said and jump onto the stranger. I hope I am not too heavy for them to carry me...

I feel him start walking to my room and felt him put my body gently onto my bed.

"I am going to clean your wounds if that is okay? It might hurt but I have to just in case it gets infected yea?" The voice asked concerned.

"O-okay please be quick, I don't like pain." I whimper.

"Sure, babe." He whispered

I felt my insides churn at that name, it just sounded so right coming out of his mouth.

I hissed as I felt something cold touch my wound.

"I am sorry that this hurts, but you can hold my hand if it hurts that much okay?"

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