You Are My Eyes (Haven't been edited)
Vulnerable (Chapter 7)
(Ivy’s P.O.V)
“Don’t fucking come near me alright…just because I come to your house doesn’t mean you have the right to act all fatherly on me…you don’t even have the right to talk to me,” Harry’s voice boomed from the outside of my room.
Harry left since dinner and I am sure it is now around nine or ten o’clock. “Calm down? Haha…there is now reason for me to come down,” Harry speaks evilly once more. Zayn and I rushed to the sound of angry Harry. The aroma of alcohol filled my nostrils as I open the door… Harry has been drinking.
“Son...Harry…your little brother is here,” the poor man negotiated which made Harry scoffed, “don’t call me son...that little shithead is not my brother,” he yelled and I could hear class smashing on the wall. “Go to bed Harry…you are intoxicated,” Kevin told his son sternly, “and if I don’t? You have no rights to fucking order me around,” he harshly said.
“I don’t have the rights but you are in my house right now and you will do what I say,” the older man raised his voice at Harry and the next thing caught me off-guard with a wincing sound of pain. Margret started to sob next to where I was standing and I am certain that Harry has just hit his dad.
“Harry stop,” I yelled while rushing to the horrifying sound of someone’s getting punched, for my luck I touched Harry’s arm and try to pull him off his father but he didn’t budge. “Harry you have to stop,” I screamed at him but the only reaction I got from him was his strong arm harshly pushed me back which made me hit my head on the wall.
As if the time has stop around me, I felt dizzy with my head spinning around in circles. The house was filled with silence after the sound of Margret gasping. I could hear footsteps approached me, “Oh my god…I am so sorry Ivy…I didn’t meant to do that,” I could hear Harry’s worried voice, “I am soo…sorry...I am soo sorry,” he repeated and I am sure this situation has sobered him up faster than he expected.
Two strong arms started to pick me up bridal style and walked off to somewhere which I have no clue to. I was placed in a very soft bed and I am not sure if I am back in the guest room or somewhere else. “I am soo…sorry…I didn’t mean to do that,” Harry spokes again wiping my face and I didn’t actually remember crying.
I don’t know how to respond to that, I have never experienced such drama like today before and do hope it will not be a regular thing. Harry offering me a ride home, my aunty insult my parents and slapped me, Harry taking me to his secret place, Harry being step- brother with Zayn, Harry being rude to his family, Harry smashing class and punching his dad. This was too much drama for the 24 hour and I don’t need anymore.
“Please say something,” Harry whispered, his toned is filled with fear, “I don’t know what to say,” I told him truthfully. “You know…I-I never m-meant to h-hurt y-you right?” he shattered, he sounded so anxious and worried for my response. I am not sure about his question and can I truly believe that Harry has no attention of hurting me? I mean he did embarrassed me in front of the whole school…but in this moment in time, he sounded to vulnerable and it give me a little feeling that he meant what he’d said.
“Yeah,” I replied. I am not sure if I am saying this to him because I feel sorry for the boy or I am saying this because I believed his words. With that Harry engulfed me with a tight hug and mumbled ‘thank you.’
“We better go to sleep,” he stated, “those clothes look very uncomfortable…you can wear my clothes for tonight,” he continued. “Wait what? Is this the guest room?” I questioned, “No! This is my room…this is my first time here though,” he told me…Wait! He lived in boarding school but his dad still has a room for him in this house?
(Harry’s P.O.V)
“Oh…and I am here because?” Ivy asked again which made me chuckled, she is quite clueless, “you are sleeping with me tonight,” I said to her which made her gasped and I laughed at her reaction. “Are you still drunk?” she questioned once more, “I think I sober up pretty quickly from…before,” I replied, “but I do mean what I said…you are sleeping here with me tonight,” I continued.
“No…um that’s O.K.…there’s a guest room waiting for me,” she replied nervously, “No! You are staying here,” I said sternly giving her my boxers and t-shirt. “It’s O.K.…I will sleep in these,” she gestured to the clothes that she is wearing currently, “suit yourself…don’t argue if you can’t sleep from the uncomfortableness,” I pointed out and took a moment to think about it.
“Where is the bath room?” she finally asked, “there is none in this room…you can just change here…I won’t look…I promise,” I smirked at her but of course she can’t see me, even though she can’t see me smirking, she still rolled her eyes at my statement.
“Yeah right (She scoffed) turn around,” she demanded, “I might already be facing away from you,” I cheekily stated, of course my eyes are still on this stunningly blind girl in front of me. She started to walk towards the door, “where are you going?” I asked getting concerned about her leaving and that’s when the light flickered off. “I am not taking my chances Styles…even though I can’t see,” she told me and I chuckled at her statement.
“Are you finished?” I questioned after five long minute and she replied with a yep. I turned the light on my night stand and tried to adjust my eyes from the dim light. I looked over at Ivy, well more like hawking at her, her beautiful blond-brown wavy hair fall loosely to her hip, since my shirt is big for her, it covers the pants that I gave her and it almost looked like she isn’t wearing any underwear. With my shirt reaching up to her mid-thigh, her smooth pale legs can be seen in full display, she definitely have really nice curves without a doubt.
She looked absolutely amazing in my clothes, I have never allowed any girls to wear my clothes before but it looked really good on Ivy…even better than I do.
I was so zoned out from her beauty that I didn’t noticed the bed dipped on the right hand side. “Don’t normally…I mean normally guys supposed to sleep on the floor when offering a girl to sleep in his room right…” she stated nervously breaking the silence and I laughed at her statement.
“Why? Are you scared to sleep in the same bed as me?” I questioned cheekily, “no,” she replied, “no? Than why are you soo nervous? You can’t even make eye contact with me,” I told her and it was true, even though she can’t see me…I can see her…her beautiful unique eyes.
She didn’t say anything but turned her body away from me and scooted to the other side of the bed, away from me. Why is she being so distant? I scooted close to her and wrapped my arm around her waist pulling her to my chest and she flinched at my boldness.
She tried to escape but I hold her tightly and she eventually gave in. “Why aren’t you wearing any clothes?” she questioned after a couple of second, “I am wearing panties O.K.…you are lucky that I am actually wearing one…normally I sleep naked” I told her, chuckling as I do so and she gasped at my words trying to get away again.
She gave up after five long minute of trying to get away from my grip but I barely budge. Ivy sighed in defeat and relaxed her body against mine. “What will happen tomorrow?” she timidly questioned more to herself, she sounded so scared “don’t worry about tomorrow and lets just go to sleep alright,” I said to her after inhaling the sweet fruity smell from her hair.
I lay in bed still holding Ivy tightly, I looked over my night stand and it says 1am. For some reason I couldn’t sleep, everything that happened today was so dramatic, I never wanted to come to my dad’s house but here I am sleeping under the same roof as he is. I, myself is scared to see what will happen tomorrow but watching Ivy sleep peacefully in my arm was enough for me to forget about everything else.
“Sweet dreams Ivy,” I whispered to the beautiful girl and darkness took over me.
“Don’t fucking come near me alright…just because I come to your house doesn’t mean you have the right to act all fatherly on me…you don’t even have the right to talk to me,” Harry’s voice boomed from the outside of my room.
Harry left since dinner and I am sure it is now around nine or ten o’clock. “Calm down? Haha…there is now reason for me to come down,” Harry speaks evilly once more. Zayn and I rushed to the sound of angry Harry. The aroma of alcohol filled my nostrils as I open the door… Harry has been drinking.
“Son...Harry…your little brother is here,” the poor man negotiated which made Harry scoffed, “don’t call me son...that little shithead is not my brother,” he yelled and I could hear class smashing on the wall. “Go to bed Harry…you are intoxicated,” Kevin told his son sternly, “and if I don’t? You have no rights to fucking order me around,” he harshly said.
“I don’t have the rights but you are in my house right now and you will do what I say,” the older man raised his voice at Harry and the next thing caught me off-guard with a wincing sound of pain. Margret started to sob next to where I was standing and I am certain that Harry has just hit his dad.
“Harry stop,” I yelled while rushing to the horrifying sound of someone’s getting punched, for my luck I touched Harry’s arm and try to pull him off his father but he didn’t budge. “Harry you have to stop,” I screamed at him but the only reaction I got from him was his strong arm harshly pushed me back which made me hit my head on the wall.
As if the time has stop around me, I felt dizzy with my head spinning around in circles. The house was filled with silence after the sound of Margret gasping. I could hear footsteps approached me, “Oh my god…I am so sorry Ivy…I didn’t meant to do that,” I could hear Harry’s worried voice, “I am soo…sorry...I am soo sorry,” he repeated and I am sure this situation has sobered him up faster than he expected.
Two strong arms started to pick me up bridal style and walked off to somewhere which I have no clue to. I was placed in a very soft bed and I am not sure if I am back in the guest room or somewhere else. “I am soo…sorry…I didn’t mean to do that,” Harry spokes again wiping my face and I didn’t actually remember crying.
I don’t know how to respond to that, I have never experienced such drama like today before and do hope it will not be a regular thing. Harry offering me a ride home, my aunty insult my parents and slapped me, Harry taking me to his secret place, Harry being step- brother with Zayn, Harry being rude to his family, Harry smashing class and punching his dad. This was too much drama for the 24 hour and I don’t need anymore.
“Please say something,” Harry whispered, his toned is filled with fear, “I don’t know what to say,” I told him truthfully. “You know…I-I never m-meant to h-hurt y-you right?” he shattered, he sounded so anxious and worried for my response. I am not sure about his question and can I truly believe that Harry has no attention of hurting me? I mean he did embarrassed me in front of the whole school…but in this moment in time, he sounded to vulnerable and it give me a little feeling that he meant what he’d said.
“Yeah,” I replied. I am not sure if I am saying this to him because I feel sorry for the boy or I am saying this because I believed his words. With that Harry engulfed me with a tight hug and mumbled ‘thank you.’
“We better go to sleep,” he stated, “those clothes look very uncomfortable…you can wear my clothes for tonight,” he continued. “Wait what? Is this the guest room?” I questioned, “No! This is my room…this is my first time here though,” he told me…Wait! He lived in boarding school but his dad still has a room for him in this house?
(Harry’s P.O.V)
“Oh…and I am here because?” Ivy asked again which made me chuckled, she is quite clueless, “you are sleeping with me tonight,” I said to her which made her gasped and I laughed at her reaction. “Are you still drunk?” she questioned once more, “I think I sober up pretty quickly from…before,” I replied, “but I do mean what I said…you are sleeping here with me tonight,” I continued.
“No…um that’s O.K.…there’s a guest room waiting for me,” she replied nervously, “No! You are staying here,” I said sternly giving her my boxers and t-shirt. “It’s O.K.…I will sleep in these,” she gestured to the clothes that she is wearing currently, “suit yourself…don’t argue if you can’t sleep from the uncomfortableness,” I pointed out and took a moment to think about it.
“Where is the bath room?” she finally asked, “there is none in this room…you can just change here…I won’t look…I promise,” I smirked at her but of course she can’t see me, even though she can’t see me smirking, she still rolled her eyes at my statement.
“Yeah right (She scoffed) turn around,” she demanded, “I might already be facing away from you,” I cheekily stated, of course my eyes are still on this stunningly blind girl in front of me. She started to walk towards the door, “where are you going?” I asked getting concerned about her leaving and that’s when the light flickered off. “I am not taking my chances Styles…even though I can’t see,” she told me and I chuckled at her statement.
“Are you finished?” I questioned after five long minute and she replied with a yep. I turned the light on my night stand and tried to adjust my eyes from the dim light. I looked over at Ivy, well more like hawking at her, her beautiful blond-brown wavy hair fall loosely to her hip, since my shirt is big for her, it covers the pants that I gave her and it almost looked like she isn’t wearing any underwear. With my shirt reaching up to her mid-thigh, her smooth pale legs can be seen in full display, she definitely have really nice curves without a doubt.
She looked absolutely amazing in my clothes, I have never allowed any girls to wear my clothes before but it looked really good on Ivy…even better than I do.
I was so zoned out from her beauty that I didn’t noticed the bed dipped on the right hand side. “Don’t normally…I mean normally guys supposed to sleep on the floor when offering a girl to sleep in his room right…” she stated nervously breaking the silence and I laughed at her statement.
“Why? Are you scared to sleep in the same bed as me?” I questioned cheekily, “no,” she replied, “no? Than why are you soo nervous? You can’t even make eye contact with me,” I told her and it was true, even though she can’t see me…I can see her…her beautiful unique eyes.
She didn’t say anything but turned her body away from me and scooted to the other side of the bed, away from me. Why is she being so distant? I scooted close to her and wrapped my arm around her waist pulling her to my chest and she flinched at my boldness.
She tried to escape but I hold her tightly and she eventually gave in. “Why aren’t you wearing any clothes?” she questioned after a couple of second, “I am wearing panties O.K.…you are lucky that I am actually wearing one…normally I sleep naked” I told her, chuckling as I do so and she gasped at my words trying to get away again.
She gave up after five long minute of trying to get away from my grip but I barely budge. Ivy sighed in defeat and relaxed her body against mine. “What will happen tomorrow?” she timidly questioned more to herself, she sounded so scared “don’t worry about tomorrow and lets just go to sleep alright,” I said to her after inhaling the sweet fruity smell from her hair.
I lay in bed still holding Ivy tightly, I looked over my night stand and it says 1am. For some reason I couldn’t sleep, everything that happened today was so dramatic, I never wanted to come to my dad’s house but here I am sleeping under the same roof as he is. I, myself is scared to see what will happen tomorrow but watching Ivy sleep peacefully in my arm was enough for me to forget about everything else.
“Sweet dreams Ivy,” I whispered to the beautiful girl and darkness took over me.
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