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Harry's POV.
My dad walks away and stops right in front of the taller one, pointing his hand back to me. when her eyes land on me, I feel like I'm going to burst.
She puts a hand on Alex's chest and shakes her head. for a moment there, my jaw drops. I think Alex is going to come and take care of me. but she surprises me pushing him away and running in my direction. Her hair is floating all around her face like she's some kind of angel.
She's wearing a long trench and a jumper, which is really big and happen to be mine.
She knees down and when her face is only inches from mine, I freeze. Her sweet face is so pale and she looks tired, like she hasn't been sleeping nor eating for a while. Her thumbs trail sweet lines on my cheeks and her lips trembles as she tries to keep her tears away.
''Harry'' she murmurs and sniffs before tugging at my hair, pulling it behind my ears.
''Oh, Harry. I'm so sorry'' she simply says and she wipes the moisture from under my eyes. her touch is so gentle that makes me wonder if she's here for real. I want to touch her too, but I'm afraid, afraid of doing so much wrong things to her. afraid of hurting her and make her run away again.
''Talk to me Harry. Please, you're scaring me. How long have you been here? I've been searching for you for two days by now'' she utters and I grab hold of her wrists as softly as I can as I caress them and keep them in my hands.
''I've been searching for you my whole life'' I bite back and Grace closes her eyes, lowering her head. She sneaks her arms around my neck and pulls me near her warm body, I don't move.
''Don't touch me Grace.'' I whisper and press my face on her shoulder, my action not respecting my words. she tilts her head back so now she can watch me carefully and I bite my lower lip not to kiss her. her blue eyes are even more blue than I could remember and what's this silence inside my body. is this what's peace is made of? It's this what love makes me?
''I don't want to harm you again. Please'' I mutter back extremely calm, almost worn out. She plays with one of my curls and her eyes travel for a second from my eyes to my lips but her whole body tenses and she looks up again.
There is a little violet mark on her cheek still, a friendly remainder of my animal nature.
''it's okay. You're going to be okay, Harry. I know this for sure. You're stronger than this'' she says and her voice almost cause me to break down right inside her arms. She's talking like she's not included in the processes of me getting better.
''Me? Strong? Not now that my source of power decides to walk away from me. Not without you.'' I use my hands to grab her hips and she cringes, squeezing her eyes shut. She's afraid of me. I know this. but I can help, I need to feel her melting under my touch, I've already done it. only that she wasn't afraid of me. I pull the jumper up and finally get the chance to touch her skin. She shivers and I let out a long desperate breath.
