Down The Hall.

I clean myself up, and walk back to the living room. On the coffee table it says: "Goodnight sweetie. Here is some tea, and some food. If somebody comes to pick you up, just leave a note." Written by Ed's mom. I sit, and wait for Harry. Taking small sips, of tea, and small plate of pasta. Suddenly, I hear footsteps. Ed.

"Hey, beautiful." He says sitting next to me.

"Uh, hi." I say.

"You look awfully familiar. You look like my old friend." He laughs. "Her name was Bray. How she was beautiful. You would've loved her. She was very small, but she was a big drinker. Kinda like you." He says pointing to the whiskey.

"She sounds cool." I barely choke out. He nods, and laughs.

"Yes, well she lives in Ohio. And well so do I, but her best friend Olivia,- well she goes by Liv, but anyways she said she moved to California. I've been trying to look for her, you know? Well, since its Thanksgiving and all, I asked my mom if we could go to California since my grandma lives here." He says.

"Uh, why are you telling me this?" I ask.

"Not sure, I was just wondering if you had seen her, maybe?" He says. "No, I haven't heard of a girl name, Brayella in my life." I say quietly, "I didn't say her name was Brayella." He smirks.

We hear a door bell, Ed looks at the door, and I make a run for it. I run against the door, and Ed grabs my hair. I kick him in the balls, and open the front door, running past Harry. I run straight to his car, locking the door, and covering my face. Tears, running down my face, breathing gets harder and harder.

Harry's POV

I don't know why Bray, just ran past me, but she's locked in the car. Well she locked herself in the car. I see Ed, on the floor, so I go help him up. I don't know what he's doing here in California. But Ed has been a good friend of mine for a while.

"Ed, are you okay? It's good to see you man." I say.

"Yeah, I'm fine. And you too lad. What're you doing here?" He asks.

"Oh Bray, called me to pick her up." I say, then remembering what she said 'Please Harry hurry, he's gonna hurt me again.' She was crying. Why? Ed isn't like that. Or I don't think so.

"Oh. Do you like her?" He gives a sly grin..

"Yeah, a lot." I smile looking down. "I should get going, nice talking to you again." He nods, but before he closes the door, he hands me her whiskey and cigarettes. I thank him, then head back to the car.

Bray's POV

What's taking Harry forever? My hands are still over my eyes, and I'm still crying. Still crying. Ed has changed. He is more a ginger now. Still beautiful though. But I thought he was in jail? I'm pretty confused. I hear loud thuds, I scream, and look out the window. It's Harry. Thank God. I unlock the door, and he comes in.

"Bray come here." He says and he wraps me in his arms. He smells like cologne. He kisses my forehead, and I start crying harder. We stay for there for literally 5 minutes. He drives, and it's silent.

When I had breakdowns, my dad always snag to me. It wasn't any song. It was the song. It calmed me down. "Harry, can you sing for me?" I ask. He's a bit shocked. "Uh, what do you want me to sing?"

"Free Fallin by John Mayer." I say quietly resting my head against the window.

He clears his throat, "Shes a good girl, loves her mama
Loves Jesus and America too
Shes a good girl, crazy bout Elvis
Loves horses and her boyfriend too"

I'm stunned. He sounds like an angel. He looks and sounds like an angel. Me being so shocked he's already on the second verse. I close my eyes, and listen to him singing.

"All the vampires walkin' through the valley
They move west down Ventura boulevard
And all the bad boys are standing in the shadows
And the good girls are home with broken hearts

And I'm free, free fallin', fallin'
Now I'm free, free fallin', fallin'

Free fallin',
Now I'm free fallin',
Now I'm free fallin',
Now I'm free fallin'.

I wanna glide down over Mulholland
I wanna write her name in the sky
I wanna free fall out into nothin'
I'm gonna leave this world for a while

Now I'm free, free fallin', fallin'
Now I'm free, free fallin', fallin'"

Harry woke me up, from my nap. And we walked back into campus. Nobody even asked where we went. I didn't care, and neither should they. Harry leads me to his room, and I strip my clothes. No we're not having sex. No we're not doing anything bad. He hands me one of his shirts, and I climb into bed. He joins me, while he is only wearing his boxers. I cuddle right next to him, and say "Thank you, Harry for saving my life."

He chuckles, and I can feel he's shaking his head, "I don't know why you're afraid of Ed. He's been one of my good friends since grade school. But goodnight Bray."

My eyes are fully widen. Harry knows Ed?

Notes

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