𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 36

Grace’s POV.

This will not be easy. This will not be right. But I have to do it. Scott may have ignored my little act of rebellion but when he has a plan, it’s better don’t get in the way. Who knows what could happen. To Harry of course.

Damien knows nothing about Scott’s deal he made me signed and I’m not planning on telling him. He tried his best to cheer me up after the bomb about my mom. We talked the whole night and I end up falling asleep into his arms, the way I used to do with Harry.

Now I’m walking towards the corridor searching for Harry. I’m sure he came to School but where is he? My stomach is fighting against me, telling me we’re not ready for this. I know that really well, but I have to do it, or there will be consequences and I’m not ready for them either.

I spot Harry drinking from a bottle of water, I take a second to look at the way his chin raises showing some veins on his neck. I feel so in need of touching him. So in need of being loved again by him.

I take two steps towards him but my body doesn’t want to comply. It’s like it’s trying to obstacle me, no matter how much I want to get near Harry, it doesn’t want for him to fall back into the state of depression he was yesterday. It’s right for him to have a bit of break.

After a week of watching him slowly dying, I feel relieved that he’s, not okay, but working to be fine somehow. Who am I to take away this little spark of life inside of him. The things that hurt the most, is that he’s going to be good, without my help. That’s what kills me. That’s what I can’t stand in all of this: the idea of him being happy with another girl.

But I can’t be a coward, I can’t let Damien tell him about the dinner since it’s this Friday or better tomorrow.

I fix my backpack and command myself to collect all the courage and the self-control I have before walking towards him. He’s grabbing the strap of his backpack when his eyes randomly fall on my knees then up to my face. He whites and the bag falls to the ground as he straightens immediately.

I gulp loudly and tug my hair behind my ear.

What am I supposed to say? This is not comfortable at all. Damn.

‘’Grace’’ Harry whispers and his eyes go wider

Harry’s pov

My heart is beating as a crazy machine that doesn’t know how to stop from bumping against its walls, ready to explode. My whole body is like burning with fire that comes straight from the hell but deep down, looking at her, her shy way of caressing her hair when she’s nervous, the way her gaze flashes everywhere all around instead that right inside my sea of emotions, gives me peace. It makes me so calm even if I’m scared to death she’s going to hit one more time.

I should be running away, I should be hiding somewhere she will not find me, but I’m like hypnotize by her sweet figure. Butterflies are flying inside my stomach, making me feel both, the need to have her and the need to puke.