All That We See or Seem
xxx Harry
Brooklyn's P.O.V.
The bass of the music is pumping through the speakers, shaking my body as I reach the dance floor where Sara already is. Its been 45 min and all that's happened is some 40 year old creep hit on me. Uh no thanks. so I'm trying to find Sara to ask if we can go.
I reach the dance floor but don't see Sara right away, I start to squeeze my way through the crowd when a hand grabs mine. Finally.
I turn around to talk to her and instead of the curly long hair I was expecting, they were cold eyes. Almost grey. They look so familiar, but I can't remember.
"Let's go somewhere a little more private" he says with an evil grin dragging me along. I'm trying so hard to pull from his grib but every time I try it only tightens.
He makes his way outside into as small alley way. He pushes me violently against the wall holding my hands above my head so I can't escape. I cry out in pain.
"Please!" I say voive shaken and quiet. He takes both my hands in one he than runs his free one along my body. I shiver. His hand reaches my thigh and works itself way inside my legs. I'm crying now, trying to breakfree feom his grip. He touched my center and moans.
Than all of a sudden his body disappears to ground. I see a shadow standing over him it looks familiar.
Than hands wrap around my shoulders and I jump around to see Liam and the other boys except Harry. He must be the one throwing punches into my attackers face. His body is straddling the bad mans and his arm is repeatedly smashing into his face.
"Ok Harry, he's had enough" Zayn says slowly, obviously trying not to anger Harry.
Harry's P.O.V.
"Ok Harry, he's had enough" Zayn says slowly, but my mind doesn't register it. I keep going harder. This prick. How dare he touch and innocent girl. Its makes my insides boil and I swing one last swing with all my power sending him into unconsciousness.
I stand up, dust myself off and grab Brooklyn's hand she flinches at first but then warms into it. I take her to the car while shouting at the guys to go back inside the club. I buckle her in, shut her door and head for my side. Before stepping in I take a deep breath and try to get my anger out. I slid into the car and turn to her. She's hiding her face by turning to look out her window. I slowly slide my hands in hers, she turns and looks at me with her amazing eyes.
"I'm so sorry" I whisper stroking her hand with my thumb. She looks down and starts to cry. Grabbing my shoulders and crying in my neck. She fits so perfectly. I wrap my arms around her and rub her back to comfort her.
"Thank you" she speaks through tears. Eventually she stops and leans against the window drifting off into sleep.
I pull into her drive and run around to her side. I carefully lift up her small body and pull the keys from her purse. I open the door and see a box sitting on the table that says 'Brooklyns room, bring downstairs' so I assume that's where her room is. I walk slowly down the stairs and open her door. I lay her down on the bed and take her shoes off. I pull the covers over her and kiss her cheek. Again sparks fly through my body. I write her a quick note and head out the door.
Brooklyns P.O.V
I wake up in my bed and my dress still on from last night. My mind races back to all that happened and in the car with Harry. A small smile spreads on my face as I sit up. I look to my right and on my bedside table is a note. I pick it up and smile at its writer.
Dear Brooklyn,
I hope you're feeling better this morning, I'm sorry for what happened last night and I'm sorry if I frightened you. You have such an amazing smile it hurts me to see you cry. I will text soon and see how you're doing. Have a good day love.
P.S. You are beautiful when you sleep.
xxx Harry
I smile and fold the piece of paper holding it close to my heart. I get a strange feeling in my stomach.
I really like this boy.
The bass of the music is pumping through the speakers, shaking my body as I reach the dance floor where Sara already is. Its been 45 min and all that's happened is some 40 year old creep hit on me. Uh no thanks. so I'm trying to find Sara to ask if we can go.
I reach the dance floor but don't see Sara right away, I start to squeeze my way through the crowd when a hand grabs mine. Finally.
I turn around to talk to her and instead of the curly long hair I was expecting, they were cold eyes. Almost grey. They look so familiar, but I can't remember.
"Let's go somewhere a little more private" he says with an evil grin dragging me along. I'm trying so hard to pull from his grib but every time I try it only tightens.
He makes his way outside into as small alley way. He pushes me violently against the wall holding my hands above my head so I can't escape. I cry out in pain.
"Please!" I say voive shaken and quiet. He takes both my hands in one he than runs his free one along my body. I shiver. His hand reaches my thigh and works itself way inside my legs. I'm crying now, trying to breakfree feom his grip. He touched my center and moans.
Than all of a sudden his body disappears to ground. I see a shadow standing over him it looks familiar.
Than hands wrap around my shoulders and I jump around to see Liam and the other boys except Harry. He must be the one throwing punches into my attackers face. His body is straddling the bad mans and his arm is repeatedly smashing into his face.
"Ok Harry, he's had enough" Zayn says slowly, obviously trying not to anger Harry.
Harry's P.O.V.
"Ok Harry, he's had enough" Zayn says slowly, but my mind doesn't register it. I keep going harder. This prick. How dare he touch and innocent girl. Its makes my insides boil and I swing one last swing with all my power sending him into unconsciousness.
I stand up, dust myself off and grab Brooklyn's hand she flinches at first but then warms into it. I take her to the car while shouting at the guys to go back inside the club. I buckle her in, shut her door and head for my side. Before stepping in I take a deep breath and try to get my anger out. I slid into the car and turn to her. She's hiding her face by turning to look out her window. I slowly slide my hands in hers, she turns and looks at me with her amazing eyes.
"I'm so sorry" I whisper stroking her hand with my thumb. She looks down and starts to cry. Grabbing my shoulders and crying in my neck. She fits so perfectly. I wrap my arms around her and rub her back to comfort her.
"Thank you" she speaks through tears. Eventually she stops and leans against the window drifting off into sleep.
I pull into her drive and run around to her side. I carefully lift up her small body and pull the keys from her purse. I open the door and see a box sitting on the table that says 'Brooklyns room, bring downstairs' so I assume that's where her room is. I walk slowly down the stairs and open her door. I lay her down on the bed and take her shoes off. I pull the covers over her and kiss her cheek. Again sparks fly through my body. I write her a quick note and head out the door.
Brooklyns P.O.V
I wake up in my bed and my dress still on from last night. My mind races back to all that happened and in the car with Harry. A small smile spreads on my face as I sit up. I look to my right and on my bedside table is a note. I pick it up and smile at its writer.
Dear Brooklyn,
I hope you're feeling better this morning, I'm sorry for what happened last night and I'm sorry if I frightened you. You have such an amazing smile it hurts me to see you cry. I will text soon and see how you're doing. Have a good day love.
P.S. You are beautiful when you sleep.
xxx Harry
I smile and fold the piece of paper holding it close to my heart. I get a strange feeling in my stomach.
I really like this boy.
Notes
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7/15/13