Deceit
Words and Actions
I woke up the next morning with a strong headache but no memory of the night before or how I got home. I strolled into the kitchen and proceeded to make myself some breakfast before glancing at the clock and realising it was gone noon. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to see Jake, too my surprise, with a bunch of flowers in his hands.
"Hey babe" He smiled before leaning in for a kiss, I shoved him away "What's wrong, Pippa?"
I rolled my eyes, as if he didn't know! The memories of rejection from the night before came flooding back. "Where the fuck were you last night?" He made an 'o' with his mouth.
"I texted you, I must've come down with the flu or something..."
"My phone's broken Jake, why do you always do this?"
"Do what? Look can I come in rather than standing on your doorstep, it's freezing"
"No."
"We need to talk" I bit my lip, knowing what that meant.
"Okay" I sighed "Five minutes. That's all you're getting" Jake's face immediately lit up. He followed me into the lounge and we sat on the sofa.
"Talk to me, babe" Babe,I hated it when he called me that.
"On Friday, what happened?"
"I told you, my mum was being a bitch, something about cleaning my room, said I couldn't go out" Bullshit "Oh, well it's just that my mum bumped into yours that night and said you had a bunch of people round, apparently you were being really noisy. She said I should tell you to shut the fuck up." I could feel the rage burning my face.
"That didn't happen" Was all he could say
"Why the fuck would your mother lie about that then, Jake?" He looked down at his hands
"Great, nothing to say. And what happened last night? Why did Marisa say that we were having a night in? Making me look like the bad guy, as if I'm ditching you?!" My voice was raised now, trying to hold back tears."I'm sick and tired of feeling like shit because of you Jake! I don't know if...I don't know if I can keep-"
"Don't you dare say that, Pippa!" Jake pulled my chin up so I was looking at him. "Look, I know I've been slacking lately, but I swear. I swear. I will make it up to you. From now on. Okay?" Now, this is the Jake I fell in love with. I nodded my head and tears came streaming down my face. Jake wrapped his arms around me. After a few minutes of silence Jake spoke;
"Hey, Pippa, let's go out tonight. My friend is having a party in Holmes Chapel. Let's celebrate. How does that sound?" I guess he could see the doubt on my face "I promise I'll be there tonight. I'll pick you up and everything, okay?" I believed him.
"Okay."
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Tonight will be the night. Tonight will be the start of a better life with Jake. Once ready for the party I sat around for what felt like an eternity for Jake. Not having my phone didn't help because I wouldn't receive any cancellation texts. After a while I began to give up on him. And then the doorbell rang. I opened the front door to see Jake. "Hey, babe" I guess I would have to live with 'babe'
"Hey" I beamed, hugging him. I called to my mum to say goodbye before heading into the taxi waiting outside with Jake. He gave the driver the address and off we went. "You look nice" He smiled. Jake was never amazing with words or actions so I knew that the comment meant a lot. "Thank you, as do you" I felt so giddy and nervous. Like it was our first date even though I had known Jake for ages. Before long we were at the house. The door opened and we were greeted by a boy with short brown hair and a gorgeous smile. "Jake!" He and Jake greeted each other whilst I stood there awkwardly observing the boy. He looked familiar. "This is my girlfriend, Pippa" Jake introduced me
"Hello" I put my hand out to be shook before retracting it. No one shakes hands at parties you twat! The guy laughed, he was clearly very attractive. "I'm Louis" He chuckled. I recognized his laugh, I have heard it somewhere before. "Have we met before?" I asked without thinking.
"Not that I can remember, come on in you two - have fun!" Louis practically pushed us in the house, it was obvious he'd already been drinking. Jake grabbed my hand and lead me past the mass of bodies obstructing the hall way. We went into the kitchen where Jake greeted a group of boys and they began chatting about stuff I had no interest in whilst I just stood there. I felt like a child at an adult's work place. So lost, but almost excluded. I nudged Jake's elbow.
"Oh, shit, sorry babe - guys this is Pippa, my girlfriend" I awkwardly waved my hand at the group of oggling guys.
"So, tell us - what's Jay here like in bed?"
"Err..." Jay? Who calls him Jay?!
"Nah, we wanna know - what are you like in bed eh?" An eruption of cheers came from the group. I felt sick. I need to get away but how when I don't know a single person.
"Erm, I need to pee" I excused myself which was met by a load of 'aww's
I ran up the stairs, past all the people drinking and smoking and into the bathroom where two people were making out. "Get the fuck out please" Was all I said. They muttered some remark under their breath but I really couldn't give two shits. I locked the door and looked in the mirror. What the hell am I going to do all night? No money to get a taxi home, not a clue where I am, I don't know anyone else here. I'm fucked basically. I unlocked the door and went out into the garden for some fresh air. Music was still booming in the garden but I pushed past the crowds and went and sat on a tyre-swing at the back of the garden. I swung gently back and forwards for a while.
"Hey" Said a low voice. Oh, here we go, some guy trying to get in my pants. I'm really not in the mood for conversation right now.
"Hi, sorry but can I just get some tim-" I looked up and saw him. My memories trickled back in. Those emerald eyes, the curly hair, the dimples, the lips...the kiss.
"Shit"
"Why do you always say that when I try and start a conversation with you?"
"It's you"
"Really? I never noticed. Nice to see you too, Pippa" He grinned
"What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing"
"I don't know, my boyfriend dragged me here. It's a party"
"Well I'd never have guessed that from the girl sitting on her own at the back of a random person's house. You're just the life and soul of the word 'party' aren't you"
"That's rich coming from the guy talking to her. What a rave we've got going on here"
He laughed at my remark. "I brought you a drink" Harry smiled, handing me a cup, but I knew better than that. I took his cup instead of the one he offered me, gaining an eyebrow raise from Harry.
"Never take a drink from a stranger, Harry"
"Oh, come on we're hardly strangers are we now? I thought we got pretty intimate last night..." I bit my lip thinking back to the event, the affection I'd been shown. How I wish he'd show me more. I shook the thoughts out of my head.
"Harry, I'm here with my boyfriend"
"Where is he? Perhaps I should meet him"
"No, look, last night was a mistake."
"Pippa, I can't stop thinking about you" I could see he was serious. I paused.
"You shouldn't"
"Believe me I've tried."
"Harry, I've only met you once before, this is just a phase." He shook his head.
"You don't understand"
"Enlighten me then" I said, taking a sip from my cup. Before I could register what was going on Harry's lips were on mine, his tongue prying my mouth open. He was kissing me as if it were the last thing he would do. His hands on my waist pulling me closer to him, I can't help but get sucked in to his lust. He reluctantly pulled away, leaving me stunned.
"Let's go somewhere more private so we can talk" Was all he said before taking my hand and leading me into the house. Everyone was too drunk to register our hands being interlinked. He lead me upstairs into a bedroom which was empty.
"How do you know you're way around?" I asked
"Louis is my best mate, he was at Lilliput with us last night, I come here all the time"
"Oh" I said.
Harry shut the door behind us and stopped, millimetres from my face. It was as if he were studying every imperfection and every contour of my features. I couldn't help but think how irresistible he appeared. His eyes fell on my lips and I closed my eyes as I saw him lean in towards me. Our lips delicately caressing one another. His hand snaked around my waist and up to the zip of my dress, he pulled it down painfully slow making my heart skip a beat. My hands travelled to his jeans, unbuttoning them. We broke our kiss so i could step out of my dress and he out of his jeans. He swiftly took his top off to reveal his toned torso. We stood before each other in nothing but our underwear but for once, I didn't feel self concious. I gazed in awe at the beautiful tattoos on Harry's body, in particular a large butterfly in the centre of his torso and two swallows just below his collar bones.
"We have to be quick" He said, smirking slightly due to my studying of his perfectly carved body.
I nodded and he unclasped my bra, revealing my breasts. Harry licked his lips before embracing me. I could feel his heart against mine. I lay down on the bed behind me as Harry removed his boxers, revealing his lengthy erection. I gasped slightly causing Harry to chuckle before hooking his fingers into the hem of my knickers and pulling them down. He lined himself up.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked. No one has ever asked me that before.
"Definitely" I replied. And with that Harry slowly slid his shaft into me. I winced a little at his size as he stretched my walls. Harry interlinked his fingers with mine, squeezing them. "Sorry" he whispered. Harry slowly began to move in and out of me, hitting my g-spot every time.
"You're so tight" He gasped. Harry picked up the pace, finding a good rhythm and keeping it there. Moans escaped my mouth with every thrust. "Fuck Harry...Fuck" I could barely breathe. Suddenly he began slamming into me, the only noise in the room besides our moans is the sound of our hips colliding. With every thrust I felt my high approach, my breathing become ragged. "Harry...Harry I'm close"
"I know beautiful, so am I"
He increased his pace which I didn't think was possible, ripping me in two, slamming into me causing the bed to shift and bang the wall. Again and again and again. Harry's hand flew to my clitoris and began rubbing circles, flipping me over the edge. And then I screamed his name as I reached my climax. I felt my walls clench around his dick. I was sent into a spiral of ecstasy as he continued to pound into me. Suddenly his thrusts became sloppier and I knew he was close. His eyes flew shut and he bit his lip, failing to hold back a moan. He collapsed next to me, gasping for air. My chest was still rising and falling fast. I pulled covers over us and began to trace his intricate tattoos with my finger.
"Thank you" I whispered. Harry smiled and pulled me into his chest. I could stay like this forever.
"You're amazing" He replied, placing a kiss on my forehead.
A knock at the door sent my heart racing again so I pulled covers over my body and hid.
"You okay in here, Harry?" I heard Louis' voice chuckle
"Yeah, fuck off now I'm in the middle of something" Harry joked back. I heard the door shut. Harry's head poked under the covers "It's okay to come out now, Pippa, the scary man's gone"
I playfully hit Harry and popped my head up from under the sheets.
"You can stay down there if you like, my penis really doesn't mind!" He laughed
"Piss off!" I joked, getting out of bed but Harry pulled me back towards him. I gave in.
"I don't normally do this you know"
"Do what?"
"Sleep with guys whom I've only met once before, especially when I have a boyfriend."
"Me either"
"You have a boyfriend?!" I joked
"Shut up" He chuckled
I rolled into his chest once more, not wanting to leave.
"We can stay the night here, you know. Louis doesn't mind" Harry broke the silence
"I can't. Jake...My boyfriend will be looking for me" I sighed. Harry squeezed me once more before releasing me. I got up and began to put my clothes on.
"Pippa" I looked up "Call me"
"I don't ha-"
"Whatever, contact me"
He blew me a kiss as I left the room, I pretended to catch it. Making sure no one saw me, I tiptoed down stairs to find Jake, pissed as ever.
"Pipppaaaaaaaa! Where the fuck have you been?" Jake slurred
"You're drunk"
"SO are YOU"
"Jake, stop"
"Give me a kiss, babe" he grabbed my wrist
"Jake no, you're hurting me"
"I'm not babe, don't be so fucking frigid"
"Jake, fucking let go of me" His grip tightened
"Don't be a bitch babe, put on a show for my mates!" He laughed and all the guys cheered
Jake shoved me into the counter of the kitchen and sloppily placed his lips on mine. His slimey hands forcefully found their way up my body, even as I tried to hit them away he continued. He fondled my breasts and began putting his hands up my dress earning cheers from his 'friends'. I screamed but the bass drowned me out. "Shut up babe, for fucks sake don't be such a moaney whore!" Jake yanked my hand and lead me to the garden even though I was kicking and scratching him. He slapped me. "FUCKING SHUT UP" He shouted, ringing in my ears. This was so different from the affection I had been shown just minutes before by Harry. "Jeez! I need to teach you a fucking lesson, don't I?" I could smell the alcohol on his breathe making me feel sick. "Jake I'm sorry just stop, let's go home" I pleaded
"Oh, you're not sorry, not yet." He began to unbutton his jeans, getting his penis out.
"I'm going to fuck you, right here, right now, teach you to do what I say when I say. Okay, slut?"
"Jake, please" Tears uncontrollably ran down my face. Jake laughed, trying to shift my dress higher up. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the intruder when suddenly I heard a smack. I opened my eyes to see a figure punching Jake. I pulled my dress down and composed myself.
"DON'T FUCKING TOUCH HER YOU SCUMBAG!"
The figure kept punching, he wouldn't stop. I knew that soon he would go too far, that he would do some serious damage.
"STOP!" I screamed, trying to pull my saviour away from Jake. He turned around and the light illuminated his bloodstained face. It was Harry. His once emerald eyes were a solid black, his jaw clenched. His face softened once he saw the tears on my own. His hand flew to my cheek
"Let's go" I whispered through tears.
"Hey babe" He smiled before leaning in for a kiss, I shoved him away "What's wrong, Pippa?"
I rolled my eyes, as if he didn't know! The memories of rejection from the night before came flooding back. "Where the fuck were you last night?" He made an 'o' with his mouth.
"I texted you, I must've come down with the flu or something..."
"My phone's broken Jake, why do you always do this?"
"Do what? Look can I come in rather than standing on your doorstep, it's freezing"
"No."
"We need to talk" I bit my lip, knowing what that meant.
"Okay" I sighed "Five minutes. That's all you're getting" Jake's face immediately lit up. He followed me into the lounge and we sat on the sofa.
"Talk to me, babe" Babe,I hated it when he called me that.
"On Friday, what happened?"
"I told you, my mum was being a bitch, something about cleaning my room, said I couldn't go out" Bullshit "Oh, well it's just that my mum bumped into yours that night and said you had a bunch of people round, apparently you were being really noisy. She said I should tell you to shut the fuck up." I could feel the rage burning my face.
"That didn't happen" Was all he could say
"Why the fuck would your mother lie about that then, Jake?" He looked down at his hands
"Great, nothing to say. And what happened last night? Why did Marisa say that we were having a night in? Making me look like the bad guy, as if I'm ditching you?!" My voice was raised now, trying to hold back tears."I'm sick and tired of feeling like shit because of you Jake! I don't know if...I don't know if I can keep-"
"Don't you dare say that, Pippa!" Jake pulled my chin up so I was looking at him. "Look, I know I've been slacking lately, but I swear. I swear. I will make it up to you. From now on. Okay?" Now, this is the Jake I fell in love with. I nodded my head and tears came streaming down my face. Jake wrapped his arms around me. After a few minutes of silence Jake spoke;
"Hey, Pippa, let's go out tonight. My friend is having a party in Holmes Chapel. Let's celebrate. How does that sound?" I guess he could see the doubt on my face "I promise I'll be there tonight. I'll pick you up and everything, okay?" I believed him.
"Okay."
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Tonight will be the night. Tonight will be the start of a better life with Jake. Once ready for the party I sat around for what felt like an eternity for Jake. Not having my phone didn't help because I wouldn't receive any cancellation texts. After a while I began to give up on him. And then the doorbell rang. I opened the front door to see Jake. "Hey, babe" I guess I would have to live with 'babe'
"Hey" I beamed, hugging him. I called to my mum to say goodbye before heading into the taxi waiting outside with Jake. He gave the driver the address and off we went. "You look nice" He smiled. Jake was never amazing with words or actions so I knew that the comment meant a lot. "Thank you, as do you" I felt so giddy and nervous. Like it was our first date even though I had known Jake for ages. Before long we were at the house. The door opened and we were greeted by a boy with short brown hair and a gorgeous smile. "Jake!" He and Jake greeted each other whilst I stood there awkwardly observing the boy. He looked familiar. "This is my girlfriend, Pippa" Jake introduced me
"Hello" I put my hand out to be shook before retracting it. No one shakes hands at parties you twat! The guy laughed, he was clearly very attractive. "I'm Louis" He chuckled. I recognized his laugh, I have heard it somewhere before. "Have we met before?" I asked without thinking.
"Not that I can remember, come on in you two - have fun!" Louis practically pushed us in the house, it was obvious he'd already been drinking. Jake grabbed my hand and lead me past the mass of bodies obstructing the hall way. We went into the kitchen where Jake greeted a group of boys and they began chatting about stuff I had no interest in whilst I just stood there. I felt like a child at an adult's work place. So lost, but almost excluded. I nudged Jake's elbow.
"Oh, shit, sorry babe - guys this is Pippa, my girlfriend" I awkwardly waved my hand at the group of oggling guys.
"So, tell us - what's Jay here like in bed?"
"Err..." Jay? Who calls him Jay?!
"Nah, we wanna know - what are you like in bed eh?" An eruption of cheers came from the group. I felt sick. I need to get away but how when I don't know a single person.
"Erm, I need to pee" I excused myself which was met by a load of 'aww's
I ran up the stairs, past all the people drinking and smoking and into the bathroom where two people were making out. "Get the fuck out please" Was all I said. They muttered some remark under their breath but I really couldn't give two shits. I locked the door and looked in the mirror. What the hell am I going to do all night? No money to get a taxi home, not a clue where I am, I don't know anyone else here. I'm fucked basically. I unlocked the door and went out into the garden for some fresh air. Music was still booming in the garden but I pushed past the crowds and went and sat on a tyre-swing at the back of the garden. I swung gently back and forwards for a while.
"Hey" Said a low voice. Oh, here we go, some guy trying to get in my pants. I'm really not in the mood for conversation right now.
"Hi, sorry but can I just get some tim-" I looked up and saw him. My memories trickled back in. Those emerald eyes, the curly hair, the dimples, the lips...the kiss.
"Shit"
"Why do you always say that when I try and start a conversation with you?"
"It's you"
"Really? I never noticed. Nice to see you too, Pippa" He grinned
"What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing"
"I don't know, my boyfriend dragged me here. It's a party"
"Well I'd never have guessed that from the girl sitting on her own at the back of a random person's house. You're just the life and soul of the word 'party' aren't you"
"That's rich coming from the guy talking to her. What a rave we've got going on here"
He laughed at my remark. "I brought you a drink" Harry smiled, handing me a cup, but I knew better than that. I took his cup instead of the one he offered me, gaining an eyebrow raise from Harry.
"Never take a drink from a stranger, Harry"
"Oh, come on we're hardly strangers are we now? I thought we got pretty intimate last night..." I bit my lip thinking back to the event, the affection I'd been shown. How I wish he'd show me more. I shook the thoughts out of my head.
"Harry, I'm here with my boyfriend"
"Where is he? Perhaps I should meet him"
"No, look, last night was a mistake."
"Pippa, I can't stop thinking about you" I could see he was serious. I paused.
"You shouldn't"
"Believe me I've tried."
"Harry, I've only met you once before, this is just a phase." He shook his head.
"You don't understand"
"Enlighten me then" I said, taking a sip from my cup. Before I could register what was going on Harry's lips were on mine, his tongue prying my mouth open. He was kissing me as if it were the last thing he would do. His hands on my waist pulling me closer to him, I can't help but get sucked in to his lust. He reluctantly pulled away, leaving me stunned.
"Let's go somewhere more private so we can talk" Was all he said before taking my hand and leading me into the house. Everyone was too drunk to register our hands being interlinked. He lead me upstairs into a bedroom which was empty.
"How do you know you're way around?" I asked
"Louis is my best mate, he was at Lilliput with us last night, I come here all the time"
"Oh" I said.
Harry shut the door behind us and stopped, millimetres from my face. It was as if he were studying every imperfection and every contour of my features. I couldn't help but think how irresistible he appeared. His eyes fell on my lips and I closed my eyes as I saw him lean in towards me. Our lips delicately caressing one another. His hand snaked around my waist and up to the zip of my dress, he pulled it down painfully slow making my heart skip a beat. My hands travelled to his jeans, unbuttoning them. We broke our kiss so i could step out of my dress and he out of his jeans. He swiftly took his top off to reveal his toned torso. We stood before each other in nothing but our underwear but for once, I didn't feel self concious. I gazed in awe at the beautiful tattoos on Harry's body, in particular a large butterfly in the centre of his torso and two swallows just below his collar bones.
"We have to be quick" He said, smirking slightly due to my studying of his perfectly carved body.
I nodded and he unclasped my bra, revealing my breasts. Harry licked his lips before embracing me. I could feel his heart against mine. I lay down on the bed behind me as Harry removed his boxers, revealing his lengthy erection. I gasped slightly causing Harry to chuckle before hooking his fingers into the hem of my knickers and pulling them down. He lined himself up.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked. No one has ever asked me that before.
"Definitely" I replied. And with that Harry slowly slid his shaft into me. I winced a little at his size as he stretched my walls. Harry interlinked his fingers with mine, squeezing them. "Sorry" he whispered. Harry slowly began to move in and out of me, hitting my g-spot every time.
"You're so tight" He gasped. Harry picked up the pace, finding a good rhythm and keeping it there. Moans escaped my mouth with every thrust. "Fuck Harry...Fuck" I could barely breathe. Suddenly he began slamming into me, the only noise in the room besides our moans is the sound of our hips colliding. With every thrust I felt my high approach, my breathing become ragged. "Harry...Harry I'm close"
"I know beautiful, so am I"
He increased his pace which I didn't think was possible, ripping me in two, slamming into me causing the bed to shift and bang the wall. Again and again and again. Harry's hand flew to my clitoris and began rubbing circles, flipping me over the edge. And then I screamed his name as I reached my climax. I felt my walls clench around his dick. I was sent into a spiral of ecstasy as he continued to pound into me. Suddenly his thrusts became sloppier and I knew he was close. His eyes flew shut and he bit his lip, failing to hold back a moan. He collapsed next to me, gasping for air. My chest was still rising and falling fast. I pulled covers over us and began to trace his intricate tattoos with my finger.
"Thank you" I whispered. Harry smiled and pulled me into his chest. I could stay like this forever.
"You're amazing" He replied, placing a kiss on my forehead.
A knock at the door sent my heart racing again so I pulled covers over my body and hid.
"You okay in here, Harry?" I heard Louis' voice chuckle
"Yeah, fuck off now I'm in the middle of something" Harry joked back. I heard the door shut. Harry's head poked under the covers "It's okay to come out now, Pippa, the scary man's gone"
I playfully hit Harry and popped my head up from under the sheets.
"You can stay down there if you like, my penis really doesn't mind!" He laughed
"Piss off!" I joked, getting out of bed but Harry pulled me back towards him. I gave in.
"I don't normally do this you know"
"Do what?"
"Sleep with guys whom I've only met once before, especially when I have a boyfriend."
"Me either"
"You have a boyfriend?!" I joked
"Shut up" He chuckled
I rolled into his chest once more, not wanting to leave.
"We can stay the night here, you know. Louis doesn't mind" Harry broke the silence
"I can't. Jake...My boyfriend will be looking for me" I sighed. Harry squeezed me once more before releasing me. I got up and began to put my clothes on.
"Pippa" I looked up "Call me"
"I don't ha-"
"Whatever, contact me"
He blew me a kiss as I left the room, I pretended to catch it. Making sure no one saw me, I tiptoed down stairs to find Jake, pissed as ever.
"Pipppaaaaaaaa! Where the fuck have you been?" Jake slurred
"You're drunk"
"SO are YOU"
"Jake, stop"
"Give me a kiss, babe" he grabbed my wrist
"Jake no, you're hurting me"
"I'm not babe, don't be so fucking frigid"
"Jake, fucking let go of me" His grip tightened
"Don't be a bitch babe, put on a show for my mates!" He laughed and all the guys cheered
Jake shoved me into the counter of the kitchen and sloppily placed his lips on mine. His slimey hands forcefully found their way up my body, even as I tried to hit them away he continued. He fondled my breasts and began putting his hands up my dress earning cheers from his 'friends'. I screamed but the bass drowned me out. "Shut up babe, for fucks sake don't be such a moaney whore!" Jake yanked my hand and lead me to the garden even though I was kicking and scratching him. He slapped me. "FUCKING SHUT UP" He shouted, ringing in my ears. This was so different from the affection I had been shown just minutes before by Harry. "Jeez! I need to teach you a fucking lesson, don't I?" I could smell the alcohol on his breathe making me feel sick. "Jake I'm sorry just stop, let's go home" I pleaded
"Oh, you're not sorry, not yet." He began to unbutton his jeans, getting his penis out.
"I'm going to fuck you, right here, right now, teach you to do what I say when I say. Okay, slut?"
"Jake, please" Tears uncontrollably ran down my face. Jake laughed, trying to shift my dress higher up. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the intruder when suddenly I heard a smack. I opened my eyes to see a figure punching Jake. I pulled my dress down and composed myself.
"DON'T FUCKING TOUCH HER YOU SCUMBAG!"
The figure kept punching, he wouldn't stop. I knew that soon he would go too far, that he would do some serious damage.
"STOP!" I screamed, trying to pull my saviour away from Jake. He turned around and the light illuminated his bloodstained face. It was Harry. His once emerald eyes were a solid black, his jaw clenched. His face softened once he saw the tears on my own. His hand flew to my cheek
"Let's go" I whispered through tears.
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