The Good Girl and the Bad Boy

“Who was that anyway?” Harry asked me, and I bit my lip. I wanted to tell him, I was tired of keeping it all a secret, but I didn’t want him to pity me. I also didn’t want to bring it all to the surface again. I’d almost managed to forget.

“That was my dad’s stepson, Eric”, I said.

“Wait, that was your stepbrother?” Harry looked shocked.

I shook my head, and grimaced at the pain. “Please don’t call him that.And please remember that we’re not related at all. He’s my father’s wife’s son, that’s all.” I took a deep breath.

“Okay, so when I was fifteen, my dad moved and got remarried. Nancy – he’s new wife – already had kids. Nancy hated me and Luke from the start. When we came to visit, we only had each other. Then Luke had to leave for a bit, some emergency, I don’t remember anymore, and I was left alone there. Dad didn’t care much – he never had. Eric decided that it was his chance to …” I bit my cheek. I couldn’t do this. I couldn’t.

Harry hugged me tightly. “It’s alright”, he said. “You don’t have to tell me.”

I sighed. “I told my dad about it, but he knew I didn’t like Nancy or her kids, and she said that I was only trying to break them up, and dad believed everything she said. And sure, I hated Nancy and her kids, but I wouldn’t lie about that, so when Luke came back, I told him everything, and begged him to get us back to mom again. He said he’d talk to dad about Eric, but I convinced him that I just needed to get home. I never told mom about any of this, but she knew something was wrong, so we moved here. I’ve never told anyone other than Luke, not after what happened when I told dad.” I blinked away a few tears. “I haven’t met any of them since then, so I panicked when Luke told me they were coming.”

Harry frowned. “Why were they coming, by the way?”

I shrugged. “They found out I’m getting my second book published this week, and wanted to congratulate me or something.”

“I’m sorry, Ally”, he said. “That’s really …”

“Yeah”, I said. “Anyway. I’ve got things I have to do today, can’t sit around home all day.”

“No”, Harry said. “If you won’t let me bring you to the hospital, at least rest today, to make sure you’re fine.”

I sighed, but didn’t argue. I was so tired, and thought that a few minutes wouldn’t matter. I leaned my head against Harry’s chest. At first, he tensed, but then he relaxed, and soon enough, I was asleep.


HARRY’S POV

When I heard the door open, I tensed and was about to gently pull Ally out of my embrace, when I saw the boy from the party – her brother, I remembered. When he saw me, his eyes widened.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, clearly suspicious regarding my intentions. Not that I had any.

But before I could reply and tell him just that, he gasped. “What’s happened?” he asked, worry lacing his voice.

“She had a visitor”, I said.

He frowned, then he seemed to understand, and sighed. “Did she tell you?” he asked me.
I nodded.

Another sigh. “Oh, well. I’m Luke, by the way. Ally’s brother.”

“Harry”, I said.

Luke sat down on the armchair next to the couch. “Is she alright?” he asked.

I shrugged. “She said she felt fine, she even wanted to go to work, but …”

“Could you do me a favor?” Luke interrupted.

I looked at him suspiciously. “What?”

“Look after her today. She will pretend she’s fine, but she never admits it when she’s not well. She could go around dying, and still convince people she was fine. Don’t listen to her when she says she’s ‘fine’. If she seems any different, take her to the hospital, even if she says no.”

“Sure”, I said. “I wasn’t going to leave her anyway. Not after that.”

We sat in silence for a while. Ally was about to wake up at one point, but she just moved her head a little and buried it in my bare chest. I stroke her hair to help her calm down a little, but then I continued. Luke noticed, and frowned a little.

After a while, he stood up. “Alright”, he said. “I have to go, but could you tell her when she wakes up that I came by, and that I’ll handle, uh, Eric?”

I nodded.

“Okay. And …” He hesitated. “Please don’t hurt her. She’s not the kind of girl who can handle just having sex. Okay?”

I got insulted that he thought I’d go that low, but then I remembered that I’d actually told her that I only was looking for sex, but that was before I got to know her. I had to admit, it wasn’t only about fucking anymore.


ALLY’S POV

When I woke up, I had my head buried in a muscular chest. A bare, muscular chest. My eyes flew open, and I panicked and pulled away. Then I remembered Harry helping me, looking after me, making sure I was okay, and relaxed slightly. I didn’t want to ruin the moment; it felt so good lying there with his arms around me. I could definitely get used to that.

Then Harry moved under me. “Ally?” he said sleepily. Apparently, he’d fallen asleep too. “Are you alright?”

I nodded. The gesture didn’t hurt as much as it had before, but it still hurt. “Yeah, I’m fine”, I said.

“Are you sure?” he said. “Maybe I should take you to the hospital, just in case.”

“No, I’m fine. It’s unnecessary.”

Harry sat up, forcing me to pull away to sit up as well. I shivered, immediately missing his touch. “I think we should go to the hospital anyway, just to make sure.”

“No, I’m fine …”

“Luke told me that you don’t admit it if you’re not fine, so I’m not going to give up until you’ve come with me to the hospital.”

I was quiet for a second, then sighed. “Fine!” I said. “I’ll go. But you can’t go outside without a shirt.”

Harry shrugged. “It doesn’t matter”, he said.

“Yes, it does”, I said. “Wait here.” I stood up quickly, and almost fell. Harry noticed and stood up quickly to support me.

“Careful”, he murmured, worry laced in his voice. “Come on, let’s go.”

I shook my head stubbornly, and regretted it instantly. “No, you need a shirt.”
Harry laughed, and I felt him vibrate from laughter. “You don’t have a shirt that fit me”, he said.

“I do”, I said and started off towards my bedroom. Harry still kept a firm grip around my waist, and I told myself that I didn’t tell him off because I needed the support.

I opened the bedroom door and went to the small extra closet, filled with Luke’s old clothes. I don’t even know why I saved them.

I grabbed a random shirt and frowned. It would definitely be small on Harry, he was much more built than Luke had been, but it was better than one of my shirts.

Harry eyed the shirt. “Why do you have boy’s clothes in your closet?” he asked. “Do you have that many boys over?”

“This is Luke’s old shirts. I haven’t had the heart to throw them out, so I keep them in my extra closet for now. I know it’s a little small, but it’s better than nothing.”

Harry put the shirt on, and I almost felt a little sad when it was on, even though I’d told him to wear it.


We arrived home again a little over an hour and a half later, with instructions to stay in bed for a week.

“But my book will be released on Friday!” I exclaimed. “I can’t stay in bed for a whole week!”

“You can, and you will”, Harry said. “I will personally make sure you do.”

“You can’t stay here”, I argued. “You have to go home sometime, right?”

“I’ll stay here until you’re better or until you have another baby-sitter.”

I sighed loudly. I hated concussions. I’d had one before, and it’d been a lot worse than this one, but I had a million things to do; I couldn’t just drop it and stay in bed. But I wasn’t even allowed to write or read or do anything trying.

We ended up in the couch again, this time watching a movie – some romantic comedy we’d found in my room, one I’d watched a million times already.

Notes

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