Half A Heart

~ Harry's POV ~

Capri brought the wet cloth to my bloody knuckles and more tears fell down her cheeks. A shaky breath left her slightly parted lips and I sigh.

"Say something. Anything." I plea and her eyes flick to me momentarily.

"What do I say?" Her lip trembles.

"W-what did he do?" I ask, barely above a whisper.

"He touched me." Her voice cracks at the end of her sentence and I feel my stomach clench.

"Where?" I bite my lips and she drops the cloth into the sink.

"God, Harry. Do you really need me to tell you?" She rinses off her hands and disappears into the bedroom. Wash the rest of the blood off my hands and face before following her.

"No. But you need to talk to me." I say and she shimmies some jeans on. "Why are you changing?"

"Because I don't ever want to see that fucking skirt again." She pulls a blue v-neck over her bra and then she picks up the skirt to throw away.

"Capri." I say and she looks at me.

"What? Harry, I don't want to talk about it! I don't want to remember what just happened okay?" She walks back into the bathroom and I shut the door behind us. She pulls her hair into a ponytail and then her eyes go wide as she looks at her reflection in the mirror.

"What?" I ask and she grabs her make up bag. Moments later she pulls out her foundation and tilts her head upward to apply some to her face.

"Shit, Capri!" I exclaim when I notice the hickey that he left right below her ear. Her lips trembles as she attempts to cover the irritated skin.

"No. No. No." She gives up and tosses the foundation back in her make up bag.

"Capri..." I wrap my arms around her small frame and sobs erupt from her mouth.

"I was s-so scared." She tells me and I feel a tear roll down my cheek as I hold her. "He was just like my dad...he didn't listen to me when I told him to stop, he hurt me and didn't even feel the slightest bit of emotion." Now she's shaking and I hug her tighter.

"I'm so sorry he did that to you." I whisper.

"Are you okay?" She asks and pulls away from the embrace.

"Am I okay?" I ask and she nods.

"You have cuts on your face." She points out and I turn to the mirror.

"I'm completely fine. You wanna go back downstairs?"

"You go...I'll be right down." I nod skeptically and kiss her lips before walking out of the bedroom and down the stairs.

"Bro! What the hell happened?!" Ashton exclaims and I walk into the kitchen, he follows.

"Grimmy touched her." I say and he widens his eyes.

"I think I'm going to be sick." Jade adds to the conversation.

"Why?" Luke asks.

"I let that fuck face hold Beth." She says and I slam my hand on the table.

"Define 'touched'." Zayn says and I look around at all of the curious faces.

"Pinned her against the wall and put his hand up her skirt." I explained further and everyone either gasped or cursed.

"Why? Who would do such a thing?" Jesy asks and I sigh.

"Apparently Grimshaw." Calum says.

"Fucking prick." Liam mutters and Capri comes into the kitchen. It goes silent as she walks over to me.

~ Capri's POV ~

I look at myself in the mirror and pull my hair back out of it's ponytail to hide the mark that he left on me. I don't know how to feel about this...I ruined Harry's party and he got hurt while beating him up. I shouldn't have left the room. If I hadn't none of this would have happened.

I wipe the rest of the runny mascara off my face before applying another coat and then some chap stick. There. Nothing happened. My feet carry me down the stairs and into the kitchen where everyone was gathered. It was silent. Uncomfortably silent.

Well, this is fucking great.

I take Darcy out of her high chair and set her on my hip as everyone watches me. Oh. Don't like this. At all.

"Are you okay?" Niall whispers and I tense.

"Mhm," I manage and I walk over to Harry with Darcy secured in my arms. Harry eyes me suspiciously and I meet his uneasy gaze.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I ask and he continues to stare at my face.

"You're acting weird." He says and I look between the small crowd of people and my boyfriend. I shrug and start to clean up the counter, clearing stray chips off the table and throwing away empty cups.

"Capri, stop." Harry says and I walk to the sink to rinse some of the dishes. I set Darcy down so I could use both of my hands to clean up the mess. "Capri." Harry places his hand on my arm and I momentarily stop my actions.

"Yes?" I ask, not meeting his gaze.

"What are you doing?" He asks softly.

"Cleaning this damn mess." I mutter and start to scrub the pans from earlier.

"Well, stop." He says and I toss the sponge into the sink to turn to him. "You're avoiding the problem."

"It's kind of hard to avoid don't you think? I ruined everyone's night. I caused a scene, and you got hurt." I gesture to his bruising face and he looks shocked.

"Are you seriously blaming yourself for this?" He asks in disbelief and I nod.

"I'm the only one to blame, Harry." It was silent until a loud cry came from Darcy. I turned to her and she had her fingers enclosed in the kitchen door.

"Darcy." I whine and pick her up from the ground. "What did you do?" I walk to the freezer and take out the gel ice pack that was shaped like a monkey for my daughter. Before anyone could say anything I left the kitchen.

~ Harry's POV ~

"So, she believes this is her fault?" Luke clarifies and I nod.

"Why is she blaming herself?!" Zayn exclaims and I shrug.

"I have no idea...but this is ridiculous." I say and follow Capri into the sitting room while everyone else broke out into conversation.

"Capri, this is not your fault. You did nothing wrong." I told her as I took the seat next to her on the couch.
"If I hadn't gone I to the living room by myself none of this would have happened." She whispers as she holds the ice pack to Darcy's fingers.

"I refuse to believe that. You're crazy if you think you're the one to blame." I say and she looks at me.
"You're leaving in two days and I ruined the party." She brushes the hair out of her face and sighs.
"You did not ruin anything. You are being very calm about what he did, and I'm proud of you for that...but it's okay to be angry or sad about what he did. You know that don't you?" I take her hand in mine and she glances at our interlocked fingers.

"I'm trying not to be either one of those things but it's not working out too well." She huffs and I kiss her temple.

"I love you." I say against her head.

"I love you."

Notes

Sorry if it's short:(

I'M SO SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING! I have had lots of stuffy stuff going in and I apologize for my absence in the fan fiction world:d

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I SHOULD HAVE BOUGHT YOU FLOWERS AND HELD YOUR HAND. SHOULD HAVE GAVE YOU ALL MY HOURS WHEN I HAD THE CHANCE. TAKE YOU TO EVERY PARTY CUS ALL YOU WANTED TO DO WAS DANCE DO ALL THE THINGS I SHOULD HAVE DONE WHEN I WAS UR MANNNNN

oh Bruno....