Don't wanna be without you

Harry knocked on the door again for about the 50th time.

"Sophie, let me in"

I stayed quiet as I continued to sob without a care in the world.

"Sophie open this door or I will kick it open myself"

Still, I remained silent and did not move a muscle.

"Sophie"

I could tell he was getting impatient and I wouldn't want my mum to get annoyed if they door was kicked down so I dragged myself across the floor, to the door, without getting up and reached for the lock. The door swung open just after I managed to get out of the way, making sure the door wouldn't hit me.

"Sophie?"

Harry gave me an upset look. I had rosy red cheeks, mascara running down my face and sweaty palms.

"Come on love, get up"

He grabbed my wrist, which was the one that I had self harmed on, and attempted to pull me up. I screeched in pain because he had pressed on my scars too hard.

"what?"

"nothing" I mumbled.

I yanked my body up myself and Harry picked me up and carried me bridal style to my bed. He placed me carefully down and wrapped me up in my duvet. He kissed me on the forehead but I wanted more so I moved my head up to meet his lips and he slowly made his way to the other side of my bed whilst still keeping the kiss going. He plonked down onto his side of the bed and let go of the kiss after about one minute of passionate pecks. He grabbed his shirt and roughly pulled it off and over his head, revealing his many tattoos. They were incredible.

"Harry" I moaned.

"shh, baby girl. It's ok. I'm here"

"you're amazing"

"not as beautifully amazing as you Soph"

"love you Haz"

"love you more"



I woke up the next morning and looked over to Harry's side off the bed and to my surprise, he was gone. The house was silent so I assumed that my mum was either out or still asleep. I quickly whipped out of bed after fully waking myself up and put on my clothes. I just put on my white Topshop jeans and grey striped (long sleeved) cropped top, which was also from Topshop. I walked to my mums bedroom to see her still in a deep sleep so I knew that Harry wasn't in the house as it was deadly silent. I stormed down the stairs and rushed as fast as I could and went to the living room. There was no one there. I continued on to the kitchen and saw an unusual piece of paper which was ripped at the sides.

It was a note from Harry...

Notes

What does the note say? Sorry I haven't been updating so I did two new chapters close to each other to make it up. There will be more drama soon, I promise. x