Harry's POV

"H-Harry?" Her voice was just above a whisper, and she was shivering violently. "Please, d-don't hurt m-me." Those words broke my heart.

"I'm not going to hurt ya." I rubbed her arm.

I didn't want to make so much contact with her, I'm scared of all the feelings she gives me.

Sometime's, she make me confused.

Another moment I zone out in her grey eyes.

Some other second I just think how could I hate her, when she did nothing to me?!

I saw her eyebrows furrow in fear when my arms moved swiftly under he knees, carrying her bridal style.

"W-wha-"

"Shh, love, it's fine." A a cold breeze came by, making her clung closer to me.

I walked on the buzy London's streets, wanting to go to my flat.

I heard a soft snore come from my arms, making me chuckle slightly.

She was sound asleep.

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I placed her down on my bed, covering her small frame with the blankets.

And yes, I have a flat, I don't want to live with that crazy ass bitch, who is so called my step mother.

As I was about to exist my room, I remebered...

She cuts.

Because of someone she loves.

And that someone is me.

A shiver ran down my spine, as I remembered how bad it looked.

I gulped, walking over to the bed again, sitting on the edge of it.

My hand slowly crept up her sweater's long sleeves, pushing them up.

My eyes widened, as I examined the deep cuts, one of them was near a main vain.

I may be ditching school, but I'm not stupid.

I need to stop her from doing this, in the nearest time possible.

I felt her stir a bit, so I quickly pushed her sleeves back down, trying to act normal.

"Mmm.." She mumbled.

I chuckled. "Hi, love."

She opened her widening eyes.

"What, what am I doing here?!" She practically shouted, scooting away from me.

"Don't worry love, everything's gonna be fine, I'm not going to hurt you." I repeated what I said earlier this night.

"I- I-" She stuttered.

"Shh, love." I placed my pointer finge on her pink lips.

Then I remembered our kiss in school.

My lips tingled at the thought, and I zoned out in her grey eyes.

Again.

The way they widened when she saw me, the way they light up when she smiled.

Wow.

I just realized that she was beautiful.

She was the first girl I hit or bullied.

And I completely reject it.

Why would I ever hurt such a girl?

"Harry?" She whispered, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Y-yeah?" I replied, my tone just like hers.

"Umm.." Before she could say anything else, I crashed my lips to hers.

I keeped my eyes open to see her reaction, but to my surprise, her eyes were closed.

And she was kissing me back.

I scooted closer to her, wrapping my arms around her waist, as her's went to my chest.

I never kissed a girl like this, so lovingly.

I kiss girls in sex yeah, but I don't feel any spark like when I do with Hazel.

And I don't even know them.

"What. The. Actual. Fuck?!" A high pitched annoying voice shouted, making Hazel pull away immediatley.

"Shit," I cursed under my breath as I saw who the person was.

Sarah..

Notes

DUN DUN DUNNNNN, well I found writing this chapter so cute, because Hazel was scared and things, and harry was being the caring guy he is ^^

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