Shadows

Annalise's POV
I walk out of school and the rain pours down on me. Fabulous. Just what I needed. I watch as people jog to their cars to get over the wet downfall. I walk at a normal pace, occasionally hopping over a puddle. What's the point in running from the rain? It's just water. It's not like your hair getting wet is the worst possible thing that could ever happen to you.
I keep my head down and walk through the parking lot, not really paying attention to where I'm going. Squeezing tires right next to me make my head snap up and I look in fear to see a car speeding right at me. I know I should move but it's like my entire body is frozen. I watch in shock as the black SUV draws closer and closer, the driver a mystery behind the dark windshield. The brakes squeal to a stop right in front of me, a centimeter between me and the front bumper. My hands shake and my heart is beating wildly. A car door slams and a voice shouts.
"What the fuck are you doing?!"
I look over to see Harry walking out of the drivers side of the car.
"I-I'm sorry," I stutter and try to breathe normally. I could have just died.
"God it's like you want to fucking die," he says angrily. "Just like your sister."
For the first time since I hear the news I feel tears well in my eyes. NO STOP DONT CRY IN FRONT OF THIS ASSHOLE. obviously my body isn't listening to me because a sob wracks my chest and tears fall down my cheeks, mixing with the rain.
"Shit," Harry mutters and looks at me with an unreadable expression. I wrap my arms around myself and sob uncontrollably. Without realizing it, I sink to the pavement. I sit on the ground and hold myself, the wet pavement soaks through my pants but I couldn't care less.
Strong arms wrap around me and pull me to my feet.
"It'll be okay," his husky voice whispers in my ear.
Harry leads me to the passenger side of his car and buckles me in while I continue to sob. It's like all the emotions that I've been suppressing for the past three months have finally bubbled over and now they're all coming out at once.
"I'll get your car home later," he mumbles and starts the car, blasting the heat. I shiver and lean my head against the window as my sobs turn to hiccups.
"I'm sorry," I say softly. There's no reply and I don't think he heard me.
We drive in silence through the rainy streets. I stare out the window at the passing cars and splashing puddles. Catherine hated the rain. She couldn't stand not being able to go outside. I loved it. It makes me feel safe for some reason. The melodic thrumming of the rain pelting the ground soothes me, it always has.
"We're here," Harry says and clears his throat. I look up and realize that we're parked right in front of my house.
"Thanks," I mumble and climb out of the car. Harry doesn't pull out of the driveway until I open the front door and go inside.
I'm greeted by the eerie silence of a house that's rarely quiet.
"Mom?" I call out. No answer. "Dad?"
I wander into the kitchen and see a note taped to the fridge.
Your grandparents flew in earlier, went to go pick them up and make arrangements. We should be home tomorrow morning, call Anne if you need anything.
Love you,
Mom and dad.
I sigh when I read the note. Of course. I'm alone. I climb upstairs, dripping water on the carpet. Whatever. I throw my bag on my bed and hop into a hot shower, letting the water wash away the cold rain. When I'm done I throw on a black sports bra and pale blue v-neck with some yoga pants. Pulling my hair into a braid I go downstairs, flipping on lights as I go. Ever since Catherine went missing, it scares me to be alone.
I go into the basement and am comforted by the smell of cedar and mirror cleaner. I turn on the lights and smile at the sight of my own little dance studio. Mirrors line one of the walls with a bar in place as well. The hardwood floors are smooth and clean. I turn on the sound system and play the song that I've been working on a routine for for months.

Harry's POV
I walk up to my room after saying hi to my mum. I flop down onto my bed and stare at the ceiling before something catches my eye. I sit up and look out my window and right into Annalise's bedroom. She stands there for a moment, tears still staining her face, before she disappears into another room.
"Harry!" Mum shouts.
"What?!" I shout back.
I hear her footsteps on the stairs as she comes up to my bedroom.
"I'm having Annalise over for dinner tonight," she says as she opens my door and peeks in.
"Why?" I groan.
"Her parents are out of town for the night," she says sternly. "I figured that with the current situation the least we could do is feed her dinner."
"Can I go over to Louis's?" I ask.
"No," she snaps. "You will be here and you will be on your best behavior."
"Fine," I mumble and she leaves.
I look back over to her Annalise's room and see her returning with a towel wrapped around her body and her hair damp.
I know I should look away but it's like I physically can't as she unwraps the towel and turns to her dresser. I watch the smooth muscles of her back as she pulls I out clothes. She slides on some black pants and a black sports bra she turns around as she yanks her hair into a braid and puts on a shirt. She's got a nice body, she's tiny but hot at the same time. Too bad she's such a dork.
She leaves her room and I change into some sweatpants before heading downstairs.

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