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You Are My Eyes (Haven't been edited)

Ivanna (Chapter 4)

(Harry’s P.O.V)

“Are you alright?” I asked as the blind girl tried to breath between her coughing, she didn’t answer my question but quickly turned to face the board once her breathing is back to its regular pace. I didn’t try to talk to her for the rest of the lesson and once it was only 5 minute left till school is finished, I decided to talk to her again.

“How are you getting home?” I questioned, once again she didn’t answer nor did she glance at me and I am now starting to think that this girl is not only blind but also a mute as well.

“Look I know you are not a mute alright, I heard you talk to that nerd head Zayn,” I said sternly. “First of all my personal business got nothing to do with you and second of all Zayn is a lovely boy unlike a thick headed person like you,” she fought back quite harshly, which really surprised me but before I could come up with another comeback the bell rang.

The blind girl packed up her stuff at lighting speed and dashed out of the classroom before I was given another chance to speak. I gather my things and walked to my range rover.

“Harry…Harry,” I was so lost in thoughts with so many unanswered questions bursting through my head about this blind girl that I didn’t notice Alex called my name, until she tapped me on the shoulder.

“What do you want?” I asked harshly, “wow come your balls Styles…not giving me any good bye kisses?” she pouted which made her face looked like a pig, I ignored her and hop on my car, slamming at the door as I closed it.

“What the fuck is wrong with you today Harry?” I could hear her screechy voice from the outside. I actually don’t really know what is wrong with me either, normally I would never turn down a snog session but for some reason I am soo annoyed at the moment.

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(Ivy’s P.O.V)

I’ve been walking home since I started school because it is not that far from my Aunt’s house and I have memorized the path of by heart. I know it can be quite dangerous but then again, no one actually cares about my safety anyway, the only family that I have left is my aunty and she couldn’t care less about me.

I could hear a car honked as it drove past me and I just ignored it because I know it couldn’t possibly be honking at me, considering I don’t know anyone in this town. In the distance of the direction that I am heading to I could hear a car door slammed and now I am starting to panic.

Calm down Ivy, it might just be people visiting their families and there are a lot of houses around this neighbourhood remember…so stop overreacting…

I decided to fasten my pace so that I can walk past the car that recently parked quickly, “why are you walking home alone?” a deep raspy male voice asked and I know exactly who the person was…the one and only…Harry.

“Because I can and it’s none of your dam business,” I replied sternly, “you are coming with me…I am taking you home,” he stated harshly, “since when do you have the rights to tell me what to do?” I asked sarcastically. He came and grabbed my wrist pulling towards which I assume is his car.

I tried to escape his tight grip but his strong hand wouldn’t budged, “you don’t have the right to force me to do anything,” I screamed and I am sure we are causing a scene at the moment since this neighbourhood is so dam quite.

“I am not forcing you to do anything…I am offering you a car ride for your own safety and what if…it wasn’t me right now dragging you to his car…do you know what could happen to you?” he yelled as he stepped closer to me with his face inches away from mine and I could feel warm air from his nostrils fanning my face.

“I don’t actually see the difference at the moment,” I sassed back. As if the distance between us was not close enough, he pulled me even closer to him and my free hand reached up to his chest to create the distance between us but unfortunately, I was not having any luck. I could feel his chest rise and falls rapidly, I can tell he is furious. I am looking directly at his face with both of my eyes wide open but of course I see nothing.

I actually don’t even know what ‘nothing’ really is, I don’t know if I see black or white…blue, green, orange or even purple… I am not sure…I don’t know what seeing things really mean…I am not sure about anything…the light from the sun and the darkness from the night sky is the only thing I know.

“Get in the car,” he growled, his voice was so low, lower than usual, dangerous almost and without hesitation I obeyed him because I don’t know what this boy is capable of. I am terrified to be in the same cars as he is but I am more scared of his reaction if I did not hop in.

(Harry’s P.O.V)

This blind girl is annoying as fuck, with her and her little attitude. I don’t know why I offered her a car ride, but here I am driving her to her house and without a doubt I am regretting it, big time.

“What kind of parents let their blind daughter walks around on the street alone?” I asked, which sounded more like a statement, “don’t you dare criticize my parents,” she replied harshly, as if it was some sort of warning telling me to stop with this topic, but I like to take my chances.

“I am just saying…what kind of stupid parents dose that…I mean aren’t they worried about their blind daughter? I mean come on you are blind for goodness sake,” I blurted, “you don’t know me…and nowhere in hell you know my parents so don’t go around accusing them of being stupid with that thick head of yours…you can judge me all you like…but don’t ever…I mean…ever…talk about my parents that way again,” she warned, I chuckled at her rent and I know she is serious about this but I can’t help myself from laughing because seeing her angry is pretty amusing.

“You think this is funny? You wouldn’t be laughing right now if you were in my shoe…thank you for the ride that I didn’t need,” she yelled getting out of the car and slammed the door. She is very defensive about this topic, I have to remember that and I am actually really curious about this girl.

I mentally debated whether to run after her or not and after my two minute of thinking I decided go up to her house. Her house is an average two wooden storage house with a small garden. As I got closer to the front porch I could hear yelling and screaming inside which made me darted towards the door. I was about to open the door before I heard another loud argument which made me stop and ears dropped to listen.

“Look Aunty Loren…just because a boy offered me to drop me off doesn’t make me a slut,” the blind girl screamed, “ you are just like your mother…so naive and look who she end up marrying…a useless and worthless man that can barely feed his family,” the older lady Loren yelled back. She got in trouble because I dropped her off?

“Don’t you dare bring my parents into this…and my dad is not useless or worthless…you know it…” she spats back harshly, “ Ivanna…look at how you turned out to be like…a mutant that can’t see what’s in front of you…do you know why you are like this? It was all from him…you dad…his gene…you turned out like this because of him…if only you mum could open her eyes to marry a man that was worthy for her,” the older lady criticized, wow this lady is a real bitch and even for me, her words are really harsh.

“Stop it….stop…stop….I don’t want to hear it anymore…what kind of aunty are you?,” the blind girl now known as Ivanna screamed, with her voice cracking as she do so and I can tell she is crying right now. The next sound that come from the house really surprised me, I can only assume that one of these two women must have slapped the other and without a doubt, the slapped was pretty dam hard.

I rapid foot step approached the front door and I was frozen once the door swinged open revealing Ivanna with red puffy eyes, tears streaming down her blood red cheek. Her aunty slapped her…her aunty really slapped her…finger prints can be seen clearly on her smooth cheek.

I was not sure if she can tell I am standing right in front of her or not, but within a second, her shoulders brushed against mine as she sprinted off down the street.

Holy shit…what the hell happened? I don’t know what to do…I’ve never been in this type of situation before…should I run after her? I mean she can’t even see where she is going….



Notes

Will Harry run after her? (What do you guys think of the story so far?)

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Comments

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Teresa Horan Teresa Horan
6/20/16

@JustBloo.

See......we need more people like you in this world <3 <3 Yes!!!! you were very helpful and I messaged you with the biggest spoiler everrrrrr ^_^

@PS2Live the dream


Was I helpful? I have a problem conveying my thoughts into understandable sentences lol But what can I say? I'm just a fanfic reading girl willing to do anything to see her otp continue their story ;)

JustBloo. JustBloo.
12/11/15

@JustBloo

DO you know how much LOVE I have for you?? If you don't......well.....I LOVE YOU dear <3 <3

Hey!

I had this same thing happen to me too! Weirdness! But anyways...

I honestly think that this story has so far been written wonderfully. If there wasn't a plot or designated outcome, I sure as hell couldn't tell. But I know sometimes lack of "structure" puts a strain on the author just because of writer's block and other things like that.

I think from here, you can look at what you've written so far and ask yourself possible ways you can go next and sketch out and organize the rest of the story from this part (sometimes brainstorming concepts with someone else really makes the process easier and in some cases cleaner), and then go back to previous chapters and tweak certain things just so it' ll all wrap up nicely.

OR....

You can rewrite it (as you previously stated) and do things differently. The only problem that may arise with that, is since you are so far along in this story (40 chapters) the people that have previously subscribed to your story and have followed it this far may have trouble getting used to a new storyline and character adjustments.

But that's assuming there was a story line before (which it has seemed like), which you said there wasn't. So it's definitely a hard choice.

I think you should trust your gut and do what seems best to you. Everyone else will get over it :)

I'm here if you need a brainstorm session or a convo just to sketch out storylines by the way.

Ivarry shipper for life lolol


JustBloo. JustBloo.
12/10/15