Broken Record.

The sound of hot water abruptly ripped me from my frightening thoughts, this was it, I finally find out who's room I am in, a small part of my brain recognises the minty smell but I push that thought down, me and Harry had argues before I blacked out, why would he help me?

The bathroom door cracks open directly in front of me and my eyes find a black towel before toned muscles and tattoos before reaching a beautiful, smiling face.
"Ello love, enjoying your view?" I grumble and throw myself back onto the bed, I hear him laughing.
"Do you want me to like leave the room..." I asked noticing his lack of clothing.
"Nah it's okay, nothing you haven't seen before right?" He asked with a smile, my expression made him change his smirk into a grave expression. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to, I just...""No Harry it's fine, I'm so grateful it was you that brought me here."
"You didn't leave me a choice, you were screaming and walking away one minute and then next you were on the floor... I was so scared." He looks so sad, why?
"Harry are you okay?"
"You looked so scared when I opened the door... I couldn't help but think I made you scared with my shouting and harsh ways..."
"No it's not you it's...." I was so scared of telling him, he could still run off and tell everyone, I will be a laughing stock. I look down to see him rubbing his thumbs slowly up and down my arms, over my cuts with his brows drawn together.
"Please stop doing this to yourself" He whispers. "Please tell me what's wrong"

I had gotten to the point where I always wake up in my nightmares with me running and Harry's grip on my arms had tightened as I explained what Joe did, the soft expression he wore earlier was replaced by growing anger but as soon as my voice broke and the first tear raced down my face the soft Harry was back and tugging me onto his lap, when I was cradled between his arms and his chest he cooed things in my ear.
"Marina?"
"Y-yeah?"
"I won't let him hurt you. I won't let anyone hurt you."
"You promise?"
"On my life"

I woke up back in the bed I fell asleep in, this time an adorable, snoring Harry lied next to me, I couldn't believe I had told him... but what did I have to lose? He already saw my cuts, he may as-well know the story behind them... right? He had asked what happened to Joe after this happened and I simply told him I didn't see him again, no body knew he had almost raped me, they just assumed I had broken things off with him, I didn't want to ruin anybody's mood with my own and there was no evidence saying he would, or motive, so I kept quiet. Everyday I live in fear he will find me but Harry has assured me if anything happened and I ever need him just to call, we exchanged numbers and then fell asleep watching some cop movie. I was happy.

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