"Hide somewhere!" I whispered. Harry flew across the room and flopped onto my bed, yanking the covers over his body.

"Anywhere but there!"


"Shut up!"

I closed my mouth immediately, running over to to the bed and sitting on the edge. Grabbing the nearest book and opening to a random page.

I heard Harry groan in pain, feeling the surface shift beneath me.

"That hurts, Finn"

"Shh!"

Just as I told Harry to shut up Hayden came stumbling in. His eyes were watery and blood shot and he was swaying. "Hey sissy" he cooed. "Why are you home so early?"

"I-uh...felt sick" that was a really bad lie. But knowing Hayden he'd believe me because that's how stupid he really is. "And I could say the same thing about you" I raised an eyebrow and his eyes widened, obviously not ready for what I was going to say.


He didn't say anything for a few moments and lent against the desk for support. My eyes instantly darted to wear his hand was, remembering the events of this afternoon.

The body beneath me shifted, Harry's hands moving to rest on my bum, gently squeezing which caused me to yelp loudly. I covered my mouth quickly, slapping away the hands while Hayden wasn't looking.

"Are you alright?" Hayden asked, fiddling with the picture of him and I on my shelf.

"Just peachy" I forced a tight smile towards him to convince him to get out of my room before I threw the covers back and strangled Harry.

"Well...I'm going back out soon, Dad will be home today as well" his eyes lit up, but personally I couldn't care less. He wasn't a father figure to me.

"Okay" I squeaked as Hayden turned back out of my room and down the hallway. I waited until I heard his door shut to stand up and whip the covers back.

Harry had a cheeky look plastered on his face, dimples popping out and his hair was a mess. I was furious. Why would he make me flustered like that in front of my brother?!

"That wasn't funny" I said through gritted teeth."You and I both could have been slaughtered. Do you realise what type of person my brother is!? He could rip you head off in a matter of seconds!"

Harry hadn't wiped the smug look off his face and I was ready to punch him. "Not it I rip his off first" he said. I cried out in aggravation and pulled at my hair. "God you are so infuriating! No wonder you have an ankle brace!"

I watched as his eyes physically dilated, the normal green being replaced with a pitch black. I'd hit a nerve.

"Harry...I'm sor-" I stuttered but he silenced me by putting a hand up.

He stood up making his height tower over mine and I cowered back, his hands were in tight fists at his side, obviously trying to contain his anger.

I hadn't meant to say it, it sort of just came out. But it was true, the only reason he had the ankle brace on was because he couldn't be trusted.

"I'm leaving" He spat, lips pouted and anger lacing his every word. I thought about apologizing again, but I knew that if I did he's probably lash out at me, so all I did was nod.

I sat down on the edge of the bed and watched as he opened the window before turning around and look at me. "Y'know, I thought we could be friends. But since you think I'm a fucking physcopath I don't think it'll work out.

I was taken back by his sudden words, not being able to speak so I just sat there and stared at him. He actually thought he could be friends? I thought he only wanted me for the intimate stuff, but for him to actually say he wanted to be friends was a big shock.

When he knew I wasn't going to say anything back he exhaled deeply through his nose and pursed his lips. Harry slid through the window, taking one last look at me before jumping down and onto the grass.



HARRYS POV



I pulled the packets of cigarettes out of my jumper pocket and took one out, lighting it up and inhaling the smoke.

"So how was your run in with the cops today Haz?" Reece laughed and I glared at him.

"Fuck off, Reece"

I hadn't thought about it for a few hours because everytime I did it would remind me of the look on her face when I left her in her room, her face looked pale and she was shaking. I hadn't meant to get all defensive but when people talk about my ankle brace and the time I served in jail, it's personal. Because everything that has happened in the past year is because of me going to jail; like my parents leaving me under the police's control. That really hurt.

He sniggered. Picking up another can of cider and cracking it open. "Nah, he didn't even seen them. He went and stayed at Hayden's house." He smirked and I tightened the grip on the can of drink in my hand.

"Hung out with his little sister" He was enjoying this. "I bet you felt her up, didn't you?"

My temper was quickly rising and I was ready to put his face through a wall.

"Tell me. Harry" He murmured. "Do you go for girls younger than you all the time, or is this an exception?" The so called 'joke' he made brought laughter into the stuffy room.

"Shut up" I growled, which only made him keep going.

"Did you force her like you usually do?" He laughed even harder this time and my patience was wearing thin.

"Shut up, Reece"

He spoke in the deepest, lowest voice he could muster up and looked me dead in the eyes. "Can I have a turn?"

And that's when I lost it, I brought my hands down and slammed them onto the table in front of me, before standing and tipping it over.

"Shut up Reece! I'll fucking smash your head in!" I jolted forward, wanted to take a hit at him but the other boys ran over and pulled me back.

"Don't you dare talk about her like you sick bastard! If you do as little as even look at her I'll fucking pull your eyes out of their sockets"

Reece looked at me in horror the glint of humour in his eyes had completely vanished = and he took a step back, raising his arms up in surrender.

"Wow," he spoke. "I didn't know you cared so much about her" the looked on his face was gone once again and a smirk pulled at his lips. I moved my arms to pull at his shirt collar but the other boys still had a firm grip on me.

"She can't get caught up in your shit, Harry" he went and sat back down on the couch in front of me. "Do you realize what would happen if the boss found out that you're involved with Hayden's little sister? Dude, you'd have a bullet through your head not even five seconds after" he paused. "Harry you're a drug dealer, a criminal. She won't want to date someone like that"

"Whatever" I spat, shooting daggers at Reece.

"I'm just tryna look out for you man."

Reece flicked his head up and I was let go, pulling my arms into my body and glaring at the other boys.

"Remember Harry, keep your distance!" Reece yelled as I made my way down the stairs of the house, out the front door and into the neighbourhood. It was old and dirty. Dirt roads, untamed lawns and just about every house had some sort of crappy rap music blaring from inside.

I threw the cigarette onto the ground and rounded my and getting in the drivers seat.

I needed to see her.



FINNS POV



It was 7:30 at night and I was already in bed. I'd skipped dinner and went straight upstairs to have a shower. I told Mum that I was tired, and that school was really stressing me out lately and I just needed to go to sleep.

After Harry left I went downstairs and said goodbye to Hayden. After about an hour Mum came home and started cooking dinner. Dad burst through the door not long after and I didn't even get a 'hey Finn, how was your day?' or a 'how are you?' No, he just stumbled through the door with a grunt and walked upstairs.

I just had the fair lights on. The room was illuminated pink and it smelt of strawberries, like the soap I used.

I picked my phone from beside me and chose a song to listen to. I settled on the Twenty One Pilots because let's face it-- they're amazing.

I opened my computer and clicked on the internet link, typing in Face book and logging into my account.

I wasn't as sociable as normal people. I had to say goodbye to my social life before I moved here and haven't spoken to any of them ever since. Yeah, I may have a few friends at Holmes Chapel - not including Harry because he still scares the shit out of me - but I'm not as close with them as I was with my friends back home.

As I was typing, I felt a breeze against my shoulder, one that I didn't before.

I closed my laptop and moved across my bed and over to the window. I peered outside but I couldn't see anything but the glow of the streetlight in front of the house and Harry's black mustang in his driveway.

A pair of hands slid around my waist and I screamed before a hand was slapped over my mouth, muffling my screams.

"Shh, it's only me" the voice whispered.

I pried Harry hands off of my hips and spun around, our chests touching slightly and my breathing accelerated.

His lips was bleeding, and he had a cut on his cheek. I frowned.

"You're bleeding" I mumbled, still wary of of his actions because of earlier today.

"I know," he laughed quietly. I fell trying to climb that fucking tree in front of your room"

I laughed at this part, forgetting about what happened and gripped his wrist, tugging him behind me.

"C'mon, I'll get a face wash and clean that blood off"

I let go of his wrist because it was terribly awkward and left him to trail along behind me and into my bathroom.

The bathroom had a large shower and spa bath- which I have no idea how to work- and a wall length mirror. It had two sinks and two toilets which were on the right.

I opened up the bathroom cabinets and took out a plaster for his cheek and a face washer and standing up to wet the towel.

Harry sat against the bath so I could still stand and clean his face, but only have to bend slightly to be eye to eye with him.

I dabbed the cloth against his lip and he winced before composing himself. But I could see it in his face that he was in a slight pain.

We sat in silence for a few minutes, neither of us willing to say anything to one another. This gave me time to think. Was I ready to get involved with Harry? But I guess, I already was, considering he beat up my brother and I'm sitting in my bathroom washing blood off of his face right now.

"I'm sorry" Harry said, his voice so soft and low I had to strain to hear it.

I sighed. "No you're not"

He grabbed my wrists, halting my movements. "Yes, I am. I shouldn't have gotten so angry. I'm sorry"

"I'm the one that should be sorry" I scoffed. "I brought up your... past. And it was wrong of me to"

"So I guess we both did something wrong" he slowly let go of my wrist, leaving a burning sensation on my skin.

"And to show you that I'm sorry" I glanced up at his face, my eyes slowly trailing down to his lips. "I want to take you out"

I moved my eyes back to his. I couldn't go out!? Not at this time of night and especially not at this age.

"Harry...I can't, I'm too young"

"I know a bouncer, we'd be able to get in. C'mon Finn, live a little"

I backed away from him and dropped the washer in the sink, throwing out the rubbish from the plaster and walking back into my room.

"I can't," I ran a shaky hand though my hair and breathed heavily.

"Finn, you can. I'll take you out and I won't let you out of my sight. I promise"

I was nearly there, I was trying so hard to resist but I couldn't, the look in his eyes was so sincere, so promising and hopeful that I had to give in.

I sighed deeply and pinched the bridge of my nose with my thumb and fore finger. "Give me ten minutes"

A girl squeal came from Harry's lips and he flailed his arms around like a maniac. "Stop, please" I sarcastically cringed and he glared at me.

Notes

MY FINGERS HURT.


Okay so this is the first part to chapter six and the next part is going to be fun ;)


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