Broken

I wake up to the soft snores of Harry. That was the first night that I actually fell asleep. I don't know if it was because of Harry’s comforting snores or plainly because he was just there, next to me. I felt safe in his arms and everything was good.

“Good morning Kate.” Harry groans shifting his weight off of me.

“We have school and my mom is going to be home any minute. “ I grown.

I pulled the sheet off my body and got of the bed only for Harry to grab me by hips and pulled me back down towards his chest.

“Stay.” He mumbles half asleep.

“No. We have school.” I tell Harry.

“Fuck that.” Harry grumbles.

“Why did you sleep here.” I ask.

“What?” Harry sleepy questions turning over so he is facing me.

“You heard me. Why did you sleep here.”

“Don't act like you did not enjoy it Kate.” Harry says before he buries his face in my chest in attempt to fall back asleep.

“Kate! Wake up. You need to go school.” A female voice booms from downstairs.

“Oh god. Harry you need to get out!” I scream whisper.

“Why?”

“Because my Mother is here.”

“Shit ok.” Harry says before standing up.

I take in the sight of Harry shirtless. His tattoos glisten in the sun and his hair is a messy. His eyes are still half closed and his lips are a swollen pink color. Harry quickly pulls his shirt and his pants on.

“Where the fuck am I supposed to go?”

“Erm..” I pause to think. ”There is a vine outside my window. You can climb down it.”
“You must want me to die.” Harry says sarcastically.

“Go!” I yell pushing Harry towards the window.

“See you at school… Kate.”

I watch Harry start to climb half way down the vine.

“Wait!” I yell down at Harry. “You forgot your shoes.” I say throwing them down the window.

“Kate get up!” My mom yells calls.

“I am up.”

As I am getting ready I can’t stop thinking about last night, when I slept with Harry. I have always had trouble sleeping. I was prescribed pills to help me sleep, but they never worked. I never thought that the cure to sleep is to be snuggled up against Harry tattooed chest.

I pulled on a v-neck sweater with a cardigan. I looked at myself in the mirror. I rolled up the sleeve of my sweater and traced my scars I always wear the sweaters or anything to cover up my scars. I hate seeing them. They bring back memories that make me want to just die inside.

I quickly pushed away the thoughts about my scars.

“Hey mom.” I say grabbing a banana from the fruit bowl.

“Where is your car?” My mom aks.

Crap, I huff. My car is at the party. My mom would freak if I left I forgot that crappy car.

“Niall is borrowing it.” I say coming up with the best lie I could in a split second.

“Ok. I will drop you to school.” My mom says grabbing her keys from of the table.

I want to sleep more with Harry. The way his lean arms were wrapped around my waist. Harry would bury his head in my chest saying “it was softer than a pillow.” The only bad thing about it was that Harry was drunk so he kept moving around and saying weird things.

“What are you thinking about so Hard? You have not said a word to me.” My mom says.

“Nothing.” I lie. I wonder what my mom would do if she figured out me and Harry slept in the same bed. My mother always teases me about how I don’t have a boyfriend. She always rambling on about the adventures things she did when she was seventeen. I have never been a really outgoing person like my mother. I like everything organized. Unlike my mother who is a hot mess.

“Have a nice day. Don’t do drugs.” My mom playfully warns.

I walk to my locker and I get out all the things I need for class.

“Hey Kate. Are you ok?” I instantly recognized the irish voice.

“Yeah I am fine.” I reply.

“I brought your car. You left your keys at the party.” Niall says handing me my keys.

“Thanks.” I grab the keys out of Niall's hand.

“I got to go to Math, See you after school.”

“Yeah.”

My classes go by fast. I tried to engage in the lesson but I just could not. The whole day I could not get my mind of Harry, who is of course in my English class.

“Ok class before you leave I want you to know the next book we would be reading is ‘Meeting at the Twilight.’ It is a modern romance novel written by James Freeman.”
For the last ten minutes of class the teacher instructed us to talk amongst ourselves. I just scribbled in my journal not really wanting to talk to anyone.

After 10 minutes of doodling in my journal the bell rang. I instantly walked over to my locker and went to get my stuff.

As I was just about to leave a dirty blonde hair guy and two other boy walk up to me.
"You must be Kate."

"Erm, yeah." I say with a polite smile on my face.

Unexpectedly, the blonde hair boy grabs my hands and harshly pulls them up my body.

"Zayn was right. You would make a good fuck."

I couldn't talk I was too scared too.

“Please. Let. Me. Go.” I choke.
“Glady.” The blonde boy smirks before dropping on my butt. I know there will be scars on my arms from where he pinned me.

“You worthless piece of-”

“Leave her alone Hunter.” I snap my head to the direction of the voice. It was Harry. He looked angry, livid.

“What are you going to do about it Styles.” Hunter challenges.

“Beat your ass. Again.” harry says smirking.

Before I could even think to get up Harry lunges at Hunter and starts throwing punches.

“Harry stop.” I instantly jump off the ground. If Harry keeps fighting Hunter he will die. I know it.

“Harry stop!” I yell. He is not listening he just keeps fighting.

Harry is now on top Hunter throwing punches. If he keeps fighting him he will die. I know it.

“Please leave him alone Harry!” I choke from my tears.

Harry turns around and stares at me angrily.

“Please Harry, please.”

Harry roughly grabs my arm and drags me out the hallway.

When we reach outside Harry immediately leans me against his car. his hands were still harshly gripping on to my wrist.

“Harry.” I pause and look up at him.”You're hurting me.”

“Fuck. Sorry. Are you ok?”

“Could you just take me home? Please?” I beg.

“Yeah sure.” Harry responds.

The car ride was quiet, which I mentally thank Harry for that. I spent most of my time looking out the window.
When we arrive at my house I am glad that I don't see my moms car in the driveway. The last thing I would want to do is tell the story to my mom is how I got beat up today.

“Harry you need to get cleaned up.”

Harry did not get as hurt as Hunter did, but he does look hurt. The is a scratch on his lip and a red spot on his cheekbone.

“I’m fine.”

“No you not. Come inside.” I grab Harry’s arm and surprisingly he did not hesitate when I grabbed his wrist and led him inside my house.


I lead Harry up to the bathroom as he sits on the sink. I reach for the first aid kit the cabinet. I dab the cleaning mad over Harry cuts. He does not move one bit. I also use a wet rang trying to dilute the blood that is coming from his knuckles.

“does it hurt?”

“Not really.” he shrugs. “Let me see you arms.”

“Why.”

“I want to see if you got hurt.” Harry reaches for my arms. I quickly jerk back,

“God dammit Kate let me see it.” Harry says in a calm tone.

Harry reaches for my arm and pulls up my sleeves. He looks at me with worried eyes. I know he saw my scars. Before I could even say anything I run. I run as fast as I can toward my bedroom door at close it. I lean against the door frame and slide down it. I did not notice I was crying until I feel the wetness from my eyes hit my face.

“Open the door Kate.” Harry says behind the wooden door.

I don't want to open the door but I am afraid of I don't Harry will not hesitate to kick the door down and storm in here.

I open the door and stuck my head out.

"Where did the cuts come from."


"I-erm." I don't know what to say. Yeah I have been diagnosed with depression and anxiety and everyday I feel like the whole world is eating me up and I am one big giant mistake, so I give myself the pain I deserve.

"I did it. " I say going with the shortest version.

"Bullshit Kate!" Harry pushes open the door and steps closer to me.

For a second we just stare at each other. He is perfect. I look straight into his deep emerald colored eyes.

"Why do you even want to know." I whisper looking at the floor.

"I have never met someone more intriguing. Know one really pays attention to you no offense but you remind me of something so I"m trying to figure you out. " Wow. I did not expect those words to tumble out of Harry’s mouth.

" I am trying to figure you out too. I say honestly.

"What have you figured out?" Harry asks.

"Nothing. Yet." I reply.

The whole room stirs in awkward silence.

"Thanks for saving me."

"No problem Hunter is a dick anyway. You need to rest you look terrible.”

I look up into Harry’s eyes. I should be offended, but I’m not. Infact Harry is probably right. I look terrible I feel terrible.


Harry picks me up bridal style and rest me on my bed tucking in the blankets.

“Good night Kate.” He says before leaving my room.

Notes

Ok sorry for the lack of updates I'm working on a lot more fanfictions that I hope a lot of you will enjoy and on top of that I still have school and so much other things, but . I have almost finished 3 chapter of a new fanfiction and I really like so it will be up here soon.

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