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Talking To The Moon

Chapter Six

I didn't sleep at all. The alarm went off and I was up and moving. Today was my first day of school and I looked and felt like complete shit. I had calmed down some though. My heart beat had returned to normal. When I closed my eyes to sleep though all I could see was his green eyes. Angry green eyes. Hovering over me. I was not a big fan of Harry Styles. He had a hunger and he wanted me.

I got up and slipped into the shower cleaning myself up. I got out and dried off. I changed into a white tank top, a gray Young and Reckless hoodie and ripped jeans. I blow dried my blonde hair and straightened it quickly. After putting on a little bit of makeup I made my way upstairs for breakfast. Kail was eating pancakes so I sat down as my mom gave me a plate of blueberry pancakes, my favorite.

"How did you sleep sweetheart?"

"Not bad at all. The bed is really comfy." I began to eat. David walked over with my medication box.

"Don't forget these." He handed me the pills I had to take for my heart condition. I was born with a hole in my heart. Several operations later, it was patched up but I took medication to control seizures. I took the pills with my breakfast and rinsed my plate putting it in the dishwasher. I went down to my room and pulled on my gray Converse. I grabbed my backpack and cell phone. Kail came in "Come on . Our ride is here."

We went outside and I saw Niall, Liam, and Zayn. No Harry. Thank god.

I slid into the suv next to Liam. He wrapped his arm around me comforting me "We heard what happened Torrey. We're all so sorry. We won't let him get to you again."

I nodded resting my head on his shoulder. He was very sweet and caring. He reminded me so much of my dad. Zayn looked at me. He was on my other side. He reached over and held my hand. I felt nice. These guys who I had just met were like my own personal security team. I liked the feeling. I liked Zayn holding my hand. He stroked my hand with his thumb and stared out the window. He was sexy. Dressed in a white and black t shirt and black jeans. His dark eyes were glossy. He obviously hadn't slept either.

I felt a closeness to him. For some reason I felt like he would never let me go.

Comments

You haven't updated in a while ! Please do update ! Thanks if you do :) x

@alexyeubanks
Thank you. I have to work today but I promise I'll update tonight when I get hkme
stacybrookexo stacybrookexo
11/6/13
This has to be my favorite story I have read by far. You're amazing!
alexyeubanks alexyeubanks
11/6/13