Kasey's POV

I opened my eyes slowly to see I was back in the room that I preferred.

The one where I was alone and could cry without anyone knowing. But I will admit that it hurts that Harry brought me in here, maybe he just didn't want to sleep together because of the intense day we had.

I remembered everything from yesterday, every tiny little moment was just repeating in my mind which wasn't a common thing with my terrible memory.

Finding the death certificates.

Going to Eleanor and Louis' house.

The cemetery.

Right down to those few moments just before I fell asleep.

I felt good last night, better than good actually, I felt great. With the strange alcohol I drank and the way harry had made me feel.

It did definitely take the pain away.

But not permanently.

I knew it wouldn't keep the hurt away forever but this morning I just feel horrible.

Mostly angry though.

I stumbled my way out of the bed and quickly clutched onto the dressing table to steady myself for a second. Once the moment of nausea had passed, I stomped my way to the room next door and swiftly opened the door without knocking or even caring if he was asleep or not.

Much to my surprise, he was awake.

He was sitting up on his side of the bed and was leaning against the heard board, he had his hands covering his face and looked as if he was sighing heavily yet continuously.

I glared at his sad looking frame.

"No more calling me a child! No baby! No Bambi!" I snapped and he jumped before removing his hands from his face and looking up at me.

"Y-you remember that?"

I scoffed and slowly walked forward to stand in front of the overly large bed.

"I remember everything from yesterday Harry! And I mean everything!"

"I bet not everything." He mumbled under his breath which caused me to let out a low growl of frustration.

He was being annoying.

I'm so god damn mad at him that I just want to walk over there and slap him across the face, but non-surprisingly something was stopping me from actually doing it.

My bold front had completely vanished because of his one cocky statement.

"W-what is that suppose to mean?"

"Just don't worry about yesterday okay? I promise I will fix everything today baby."

I flinched at his last word before my anger suddenly returned.

"I said don't call me that!" I screamed and seemed to have hit a nerve because he angrily threw the blanket off him and stormed over to me.

I was instantly scared by the cold look in his eyes so I backed up as much as I could but just ended up being squished between the wall and Harry.

He leaned down so that I could feel his warm puffs of breath on my ear.

"Don't yell at me. I will call you whatever I want."

His calm attitude was just making me angrier so I tried to push him off me but he didn't even budge.

I really need to work on these pathetic muscles.

"I don't care what you say Harry, I am not a child." I spat and he bitterly laughed while running his finger tips over my cheek bone.

"Says the girl who isn't old enough to vote or drink or smoke. By definition, you are a child."

I couldn't fight his reasoning no matter how much I wanted too.

He had a point.

"Then why don't you go and find someone your own age! Because I don't want to be here any more!"

He let a shocked gasp fall from his lips as he stared at me wide eyed. Within a few seconds his stare turned into a glare and I was pressed harder against the wall.

"When are you going to get it through that head of yours?! I don't want anyone else but you!"

"What about that Carmen girl?"

His eyes widened again as he looked at me as if I were crazy.

"That was weeks ago Kasey! And she may be my age but she's not my type, you are."

I stared at him blankly as I tried to find reasoning in his words but I just couldn't. Why be with someone five years younger than you and have to wait to do anything at all when he could easily be with someone who was more than willing to give him anything he wanted.

"What's so special about me? What possessed you to go after the one girl that was linked to you through family when you have looks that could get you any girl you want."

"It's everything about you princess, your innocence that just makes me want to hold you tight and protect you with all I have. It's the way your eyes are filled with caution towards the world yet at the same time you live day by day without worrying what's going to happen tomorrow."

I didn't understand how those things could draw someone like Harry in, but somehow they do.

"It's the way you look up at me, like I'm all you need. The way you cling to me as if no one else could ever keep you as safe as I do, it's the little gasps you let out from just my touch." He whispered right next to my ear causing me to let out a whimper as if he knew it would happen.

"T-that's a lot of things..." I trailed off as I tried to ignore his intense gaze that was on me.

"You're special to me Kasey, because you make me feel special too."

I wanted to cry.

It was far too early for this but I was the one that brought it up so I couldn't show any weakness.

"No more fighting it Kasey, You're a child but that doesn't matter to me." He talked softly and intertwined both his hands with my small ones.

"Fine." I sighed and his lips twitched as he tried to hold back a smile.

"I'm an adult princess, I know what I'm doing and I'm just trying to keep you safe."

I didn't like how small and helpless he had made me feel just from that one sentence.

I was a child and he was an adult.

Nothing but time can change that.

"I think I will go back to sleep." I mumbled as I wriggled my way out from him and the wall.

Just as I was about to walk out the door, Harry gripped my wrist softly in his hand and I turned to look at him.

"You've had enough time in that bedroom. Time to sleep in here again."

I didn't fight him as he slowly lead me over to our bed, he pulled back the covers on my side and tucked them in just above my shoulders once I was in. I half accepted him to walk out of the room but surprisingly he walked over to his side of the bed and slid into the bed right next to me.

He lifted me up slightly so my head was resting on his shoulder, I was inches away from resting my hand softly on his warm chest like I usually would but stopped just before my fingertips touched him.

I pulled my hand back slightly, ready to move away from him but I couldn't do it.

This was the safest and warmest I have felt in days, I needed him.

I let my hand fall onto his chest and snuggled further into him.

My eyes closed instantly and I was on the verge of sleep when I heard his voice.

"It's moments like these I like to pretend everything is perfect, that you loved me and I trusted you enough to tell you the truth."

Suddenly I didn't seem to be half asleep any more, and my mouth opened and let the words pour out before I even knew what I was saying.

"I do love you." I whispered and he automatically tensed.

He relaxed again before running his fingers through my messy hair.

"I know you do sweetheart, and I love you more than anything. Sometimes I just wish we made it easier on each other."

"But where's the fun it that." I smiled lazily and let my eyes close again.

We're not perfect but I wouldn't have him any other way.

Notes

I know it was kind of boring but it was just a filler /:

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