Midnight Memories

Ella's pov

i felt my heart beat out of my chest.
My breath was caught in my throat.

"h-hi..." I whispered.
He shoved his hand in his pocket. Slyly smiling at my shocked appearance.
"Going to introduce me to your friend, doll?" He swings an arm around my shoulders. I stare at it for a moment. His hand dangled from by my arm. So close to my body and all the places he had hit me before, all the bruises and blood.

One boy cleared his throat and I look at them both. "Oh. Harry, this is Tristan. Tristan... Harry." I look up at the now confused curly haired boy.

I wanted to scream. I wanted to run. I wanted to hide. I wanted Harry to stop standing there, and viewing my fear and defuse it!

I wanted him to call the police of something. Anything!

Tristan smiled at me and his hand moved to my face. I flinched, my neck whipping opposite of him.
But he pulled me back, nudging his forefinger on my chin.
"Has she not talked about me?" He asked Harry.
"Don't think so, but it's nice to meet you." Harry extended his hand. Tristan taking it. They hold gazes, as if they were competing for something, I see the veins in Tristan's hand grow as Harry's jaw tightens. "Well," Tristan said, unphased, "it was nice to meet you too. And Ella, call me." He let's go of Harry's hand and holds it to his side, the other sliding to my hip. Quickly he swoops in and puts his lips to my ear, "I'd love to catch up."

As he strides off I feel my chest still heavy, but lightening as Harry's hand slides to my back.
"Are you okay?"
I nod, "perfect...." I look to the door, "you know, I've lost my appetite. Can you take me home?"
"Yeah. Come on."

Harry's pov

Ella looked pale, her head against the window..
"are you alright?" She nodded.

i stopped the car.

"Harry. I said I was-"
"tell me." I demanded. She closed her eyes. tears slipping from the corners.

i held slipped my hand into hers and kissed it.
"He's just an ex. We had some bad memories."

i wasnt going to take that answer, but right now, I wasn't going to make her cry more. So I leaned in and pecked her forhead.

Then an idea.

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