The Innocent and The Evil

“Harry! Oh God!” My hands hurt from gripping the bar of my head board, but I couldn’t let go. I didn’t want him to stop, ever. I bit my lip to stop the noises from escaping my mouth. The way his fingers moved inside me, was magical.

“Let me hear you, baby. Tell me how you feel.” Harry mumbled as he kissed down my body. I opened my eyes just as he put his mouth on my little bundle of nerves. My hands tightened around the bar. All I wanted was to push his head further into my center. “Come on, Princess…” His voice sent vibrations through me.

Pushing my heels into the mattress, I hummed in bliss. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop, Harry.” Harry chuckled and curled his fingers, rubbing a certain spot inside me that made me tremble. I was close and Harry knew it. Arching my back off the bed, Harry ran his hand between the valley of my breast and down to my center. One hand working my nerves and the other inside of me, I wouldn’t last much longer. I looked at Harry and he had the sexiest smile on his face, I let go with a loud moan of his name and slacked back onto the bed.

Harry pulled his finger out of me and licked the two. I looked at him in shock while he smirked back at me. He dipped one of his fingers back in and pulled out quickly, raising it to my mouth. I looked at him for a moment before slightly opening my mouth and licking his finger clean. It was a bizarre taste. It was a bizarre moment. Soon as he removed his finger, he kissed me and rolled me on top of him. Gripping my hips, he bit my lip and moaned. I pulled back and looked down at him. He looked like a God…

“What are you thinking about, baby girl?” Harry asked as he pushed some hair behind my ear. I smiled and shook my head. “Nothing, just happy I guess.” I glanced at the bedside clock and it was going on five in the morning. I suddenly felt extremely tired. I looked around the room for my shirt that Harry threw somewhere and spotted his first. So I got up and slipped on his t-shirt, leaving my underwear off. Harry had a wide smile on his lips and said, “Much better. Now come on, you need rest.” I giggled and climbed on top of him to lay my head on his chest. His heart beat is my favorite song, rhythm and rhyme. As I was dozing off, Harry threw the blanket over us and wrapped an arm around me.

Harry’s POV

Frankie has been out for almost an hour, I can’t sleep. All I can think about is her. She’s perfect. She needs me to protect her and for some reason I feel like I need to. Like I need her too.

As I was thinking, Frankie gripped my arm. I looked down at her and she was still sleeping with her eyes squeezed shut. Next thing I knew she was breathing heavily with a death grip on me.

“Frankie…” I gently shook her and she started screaming. Blood curdling screams. Kicking and throwing around her fist. She kicked me in my stomach hard enough to take my breath away and me off the bed, landing with a hard thud. Sarah came bursting into the room, looking around and landing her eyes on me for a split second giving me a glare before jumping on top of Frankie and pinning her like a pro. Frankie tried to buck her off but Sarah held her own until she stopped screaming and started crying instead, but it was silent. The tears just rolled down her cheeks.
“Is she okay?” I asked quietly. Sarah didn't even acknowledge me as she grabbed Frankie’s face and quietly told her over and over again that it’s going to be okay. Frankie opened her eyes and looked around, locking eyes with me. She pushed Sarah off of her and ran past me, into the bathroom.

“What the fuck is going on Sarah?” I tried to talk quietly so Frankie didn’t hear but then I heard the shower run. Sarah bent down and started throwing things from out under the bed. Finally grabbing a plastic container that had pill bottles in them. She ripped off the top and put each one on top of her nightstand. Lining them up. Putting the container back under the bed and began fixing the sheets.

“Sarah?” She turned around and just looked at me. “Let it go Harry. It’s not my business to tell.” She began to walk out of the room when I stopped her. “You looked like you’ve done this before. I want to help Sarah. But I need to know what’s going on, okay?” I pleaded with her. “She has paranoid schizophrenia. She gets night terrors about some family stuff, sometimes they get a little violent. She supposed to be taking those pills but she doesn’t always do it. She’s really sensitive about this stuff and she didn't want you to know.” I nodded, not really knowing what else to say…

“Who else knows?” I tried to sound nonchalant. “Me, Zayn, her parents and Jason.” “Her parents left her knowing this happens to her?” I began to raise my voice and Sarah shushed me quickly. “They don’t care about her enough to stay. The deal with her parents is that Jason is suppose to stay with her while they’re gone but he hasn’t been around much lately. So here I am. Best friend duty.” I suddenly had a new sense of respect for Sarah. She’s good for Frankie, no matter how annoying she is.

“So what do I do?” I asked. “Whatever you think is right, but don't leave her because of this. She seems to really like you. Only God knows why, but she does.” I nodded and she went to leave again before turning back around. “Wait, where was her underwear? When I came in, she didn’t have any on.” I shook my head and pushed her out of the door. Just then the bathroom door opened and Frankie walked out with wet hair and a towel. She had her head down as she walked by me. I grabbed her waist and pulled her into a hug. Her skin was cold and her hair still dripping wet. She didn't hug me back. just gripped her towel tighter.

“Are you okay?” It was a stupid think to say, but I didn’t know what else to say. “I’m fine Harry. Can I get dressed now?” She asked as she pulled away from me. I let her get dressed and I sat on the bed in silence. “You don’t have to stay if you don’t want to.” She has her back towards me, brushing through her hair. “I want to. Nothing that happened tonight has changed the way I think or feel about you. Do you understand me?” I asked as I walked over to her and wrapped my ams around her from behind. She tensed up for a second before relaxing. She liked me in the eyes through her mirror. “And how do you feel about me Harry Styles?” I shrugged, I’m not exactly the type of guy to ‘express’ my feelings. “I like you, a lot. Thats all you’re getting out of me Ms. Grey.” I smiled to make sure she knew I was just being playful. She leaned back into me and sighed.

“I’m sorry, Harry. I really am. This seem to happens every time we’re together. I don’t know what it is.” She whispered. “I know why. Sarah told me.” She whipped around. “I wanted to know. I made her tell me. She didn’t tell me everything, just that you have some family issues and it caused your condition.” She just looked at me and her face dropped. I feel like I was scolding a four year old. Her face had a pout that was adorable, regardless of the situation. “Maybe you should leave Harry. I’ll uh, I’ll call you tomorrow…” She walked past me and flopped down on the bed. “Your shirt is in the basket in the bathroom.” I looked at her as she stared up at the ceiling. “I’m not going anywhere Frankie, so stop. Okay? Stop pushing me away. I want to be here. So I’m going to turn off the lights and the cartoon that has been playing for hours, and we’re going to bed, okay? No sneaking off to God knows where. I’m not going to make you tell me something you don’t want to, but I’m not going to let you push me away. Alright?” A small smile appeared on her face and she nodded. So I hopped into her bed and laid down to sleep.

Frankie’s POV

After Harry fell asleep I climbed up on the roof. “I really like Harry, he makes me happy. i’m just scared, Jonny. What if he leaves because of this? Ha, listen to me, he’s not even mine and I’m freaking out. Jesus Frankie, get a grip…”

“I thought we agreed, no sneaking off?” I jumped so hard, I slid down the roof a little. “God Harry! You scared the crap out of me!” I turned and saw him climbing through the window to sit next to me. “You snuck off. Why?” I shrugged my shoulders and pulled at some threads on my leggings. “Who were you talking to?” Harry asked. “How’d you know where I was?” Harry laughed a little. “You’re really good at dodging questions. But Sarah told me. Said you could probably use some company. You don’t have to run from me baby girl, you know that right? I’m here to protect you.”

“I don’t want to have to be protected. I shouldn’t have to be. I just want to go back, you know? I regret a lot of the shit I’ve done.” I wrapped my arms around myself and sighed. “Do you regret coming to that fight with Sarah a few weeks ago?” Harry sounded sad. It’s different. “I don’t regret anything I’ve done with you. I don’t regret meeting you. You make me happy. I haven’t been happy in a really long time Harry. It feels good.” He moved his hand to hold mine. “Well, lets go inside because I don’t want to fall.”

Harry had to leave because he had some stuff to do and Sarah and I went grocery shopping since we were running low.

“Can we get the mega pack of oreos?” Sarah asked. “No, we can get two packs of the regular kind because you always eat all of them before I get some. So this way we’ll each get a pack.” She nodded and grabbed two mega packs instead. I was going through my shopping list when I heard, “Oh, Hey Jason!” Sarah’s voice always went up a pitch or two when she talks to him, it’s annoying.

“Hey Sarah, how are you?” He loves to play nice when ever other people are around. “I’m fine, and you?” I haven't looked up yet, I pretend to be very interested in my phone.

“You look beautiful today Frankie.” I glanced up at him before moving past him to finish and getting the fuck out of here. “Amazing what make up can do, right?” I grabbed a couple of bottles of pop off the shelf and kept it moving. “I’m gonna… Go somewhere not here…” Sarah sped walked into another isle.

“Why are you walking away from me, Frankie?” Jason grabbed my arm and pulled me back roughly. “Don’t fucking touch me, Jason.” I yanked my arm back and continued to take what I needed off the shelves. “Then stop walking away from me, damn it! I just want to apologize for the other day. I miss you.” He finally just walked in front of my cart to stop me. “What are you sorry for? Beating me? Throwing me down the stairs? Or maybe it was kicking me so hard in the side it hurt to breath!” I took a deep breath and wiped at my tearing eyes. “I said I was sorry, okay? Get over it. You brought that all upon yourself. Quit fucking Styles and shit like that wont happen to you.” He pushed the cart a little to make me stumble.

“See, shit like that. Why do you do that. Now leave me alone Jason. I don’t want you. Can you understand that? i do not want to be with you. I’ve moved on. You should too!” I just wanted him to leave me alone already. “Moved on? With who? Fucking Styles? You know, I’m getting really tired of him. Maybe I’ll have him taken care of, yeah?”

“Get off your high horse! I’m over it!” Walking around the cart he pushed me against the shelf and whispered in my ear, “You just made your new boy toys, grave. Then you’ll come crying to me like you always do because deep down you know that its me that you love.” He gave me a kiss on the cheek before slapping my ass and walking away.

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