Song for the chapter: Byran Ellis - Strange days

I heard some noise near me, but I could not see anything sine that guy was too tall, so he covered up my whole perspective. I started to push him away from me, but he just grabbed me stronger.

“Clary”, I heard Taylor say way too high. Before I knew what was going on, the grip around my arm disappeared and the guy was laying on the floor.

Harry stood over him, his hand clenched into a fist. The friends of that guy wanted to get to Harry, but Connor said: “We do not want to cause anymore trouble, do we? I think Mr. Blunt would love to see you all at detention.”

They helped the guy up. His nose was bleeding and he looked horrible.

I heard Harry say: “You bastard better never touch her again or I will make sure you won`t be able to even use your fingers for any action.” His voice left no doubt about his seriousness.

The boys turned around, mumbling some mean things ove Harry, but they seemed like they didn`t wanted to get into a fight with him.

Taylor hugged me and I could smell her perfume, which calmed me down a little bit.

“Are you okay?”, she asked. I caught Simons worried eyes behind her. He pulled Taylor away from me and hugged me as well.

“I am okay”, I answered even though my heart was still racing and my knees felt pretty weak.

“What the hell was going on?”, Connor asked me.

“I do not know. He said he heard about some naught things I did with Harry”, I could feel my cheeks blushing, “and that I should show them to him.” Harry growled deeply.

“Holmes Chapel is such a place for gossip”, Taylor said angry and I could her all the times she was the subject of the towns talking in these words.

“He really started to scare me, before you guys came”, I said still not ready to think about what he wanted to do with me.

“Simon already heard the gossip in the hallway, so we decided to look for you”, Taylor said.

“Thank you, Simon”, I said really glad that he decided too.

“You are really okay?”, Harry asked me. It was the first time he talked to me that day. I looked over to him and I saw something really frightening in his eyes. I nodded.

“I think I was called a whore like five times this morning, so this was just the highlight”, I said sadly.

“We know you are not a whore”, Simon said to cheer me up. I thanked him for the second time.

“We should grab our food and try to overhear that stuff”, Connor said. I could understand in that moment what Taylor liked about him. He seemed to be totally in control of the situation and he was like a resting point for al the different emotions we had.

We all accepted and walked over to our table even though I was sure I could not eat anything at all. They really tried to talk about normal stuff to make the situation better.

Harry sat down next to me. I was surprised as he took my hand into his.

“Are you really okay?”, he asked one more time.

“You can tell me, if you are not.” I decided to tell him the truth.

“I was scared. Until you protected me”, I said quietly and ashamed that I was so weak that I couln`t had stopped him all by myself.

“That guy is an asshole and I swear if he ever touches you again, I will punch him even harder”, he said quietly near my ear that no one else could hear it.

I looked at his bleeding finger knuckles. He seemed to had punched with a lot of power.

“You should see a doctor”, I said.

“I am fine. That is nothing. I just hope the guy is suffering more from it.”

“I think his noise was bleeding”, I said smiling about the memory of his surprised face.

“I am sorry”, he said. I looked into his green eyes.

“For what?”, I asked surprised. What was he apologizing for? He just punched a guy that wanted to hurt me, that was really brave.

“For the whole school talking about you like this just because we kissed.” I shook my head.

“I would do it again”, I said. He looked at me and there was something in his eyes I could not figure out. A cold breeze hit us and I shivered. Harry took off his jacket and handled it to me.

“Oh, you do not have to...”

“Clary, please stop to always try to make people stop from helping you”, he said with anger in his voice.

“They do it because the decide you are worth it and the want to, so just let it happen.” I bit my tongue feeling guilty for making people having the feeling they need to help me.

Harrys jacket was warm and comfy and I it smelled like him. I felt exhausted and tired after the whole excitement, but I felt safe in Harrys jackets and the feeling of his hand in mine.

He protected me and every time I caught his view I melted inside. I knew I was falling even though I never felt something like this for any other guy before.

I wanted to stop to make sure the rumours and the gossip would stop, but there was one thing I wanted even more.

Him. His lips on mine. His hands on my body.

I wanted everything and I was afraid what would happen, if I had it all? Harry turned to me and smiled. Falling.

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