You and I

Harry Pov

I go after Abbey once I get my mind straight, maybe I do like Abbey, I don't know. Looking around the whole house for like 10 minutes I find Abbey in the kitchen dancing on the table. Guys are around her cheering her on. I can feel my blood start to boil, marching though the crowd I go over to get Abbey out of here, she has been drinking to much I can tell.

''Abbey lets go,'' I say as I grab her hand. ''No, I want to dance, and I know these boys want to continue to watch me,'' she slurs and the guys cheer even loud.

''Now Abbey,'' I demand. ''And I said no,'' she argues.

Not standing another second of arguing with her, I throw her onto my shoulder and start to walk towards the door.

''Let me down Harry,'' Abbey yells and pounds on my back. I get to my car and set her in the passenger seat and close the door, then walk to the driver side.

By the time I get in the car and start it, I hear light snoring. I turn to Abbey and she is passed out.

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When we get to my house I get out of the car then I get Abbey out too. I'm glad my parents are gone for a vacation, so I take Abbey up to my room.

I set her gently on my bed, then I go to my closet and pull out a shirt of mine. As I slide her dress down I can't help but stare.

Abbey Pov

I wake up to the sun in my eyes and a horrible headache. When my eyes adjust, I see not my plain bed room walls. I get up and look around afraid of what I got into. I see a picture on a dresser in the room.

I pick it up and see a family, a little curly head boy, a little girl that is a bite older than the boy, and a mom then a dad.

''You're awake,'' I hear a husky, deep voice, that I already know who it is. ''Yeah, what happened last night.''


''You drank to much and I brought you to my house,'' he says as he hands me advil and water.

I take the water and the advil and say thanks. ''I made breakfast do you want some,'' Harry asks me, I nod.

We walk down to the kitchen and food is set at the table, I sit down and so does Harry. We sit in silence, you could hear a pen drop.

''Why do you cut,'' Harry blurts out. ''What,'' I say shocked and look down at my arms they aren't covered.

''Why do you cut,'' he repeats the question.

I don't know how to answer that or if I want to. ''Its a long story,'' I say not looking at him. ''We have all day.''

When he says that I remember its Saturday, great. ''Why do you care,'' I ask get frustrated. ''Because now answer me,'' he yells.

I flinch at the sudden out burst,'' Ok, fine.''

I tell him everything how my mom died, how my brother left, how my dad abuses and rapes me. Everything.

When I'm done telling the story of my life, I'm in tears. ''Abbey I'm sorry, I didn't know,'' Harry says as he gets up and brings me into a embrace.

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Harry is still holding me as my crying starts to go down, as we lay on the couch. ''You can stay here if you want,'' Harry says as he plays with your hair. '' I could do that to you and your parents,'' I tell him.

'' They won't mind,'' he reassures me. ''Lets just talk about that stuff later, ok,'' I say.

I can feel Harry nod in response, then it goes quiet again.

''Harry we need to talk,'' I hear from the front of the house. ''Shit,'' Harry says under his breath.

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