Self Empowered
Where'd That Come From..?
Calla's Pov:
Jason and I were running through the back yard, picking flowers and throwing them at eachother. We were laughing hysterically and having a blast, and then i felt a hard shove on my shoulder. I fell to the ground crying, we were only five years old, after all. My mother was screaming at me about how I'm not allowed to pick flowers and how I wouldn't be allowed outside for a week. Jason was tugging on her arm, trying to convince her that it was his idea. She whiped around and back handed him.
"NO! DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HIM!" I roared. No longer five, and stardeling myself from my peaceful slumber. I looked around becoming more aware of my surrondings. The boys all had their eyes on me, too shocked to speak. We were in their drive way, late afternoon, and I was curled up in Harry's arms.
"Uhm... sorry." I whispered. "Bad dream." With that I turned my head into Harry's warm body and clutched onto him. A few tears slipped out onto his shirt which I'm sure he felt because he continued to say:
"Don't worry. I'll never let her hurt you again. When your ready to tell me who Jason is, maybe we can help him too." He whispered down to me, making sure only I had heard. I froze. He knew who Jason was? Certainly I had given out this tibit of information during my sleep had I? Damn me and my sleep talking. Hopefully my sleep walking doesn't act up while I'm here. It usually only occurs when I'm nervous or upset, but I'm not sure what my dreams will bring.
"Here you go, sleep as long as you need to. When you wake up we can go get whatever kind of food you'd like." Harry said placing me in a huge bed and tucking me in like a little kid. I looked around as he did so, and noticed clothes, video games, and beanies lying around. I gasped.
"I'm not taking your bed am I?!" I quietly asked, guilt seeping in.
"It's no problem at all, I'll be on the couch or with Lou in his bed if you need me." He winked. I giggled at the thought of two adult boys in the same bed.
"Well if you say so, do have fun at your sleep over." I smirked at him. He smirked back and made a move to leave, but i clutched onto his sleeve. He leaned down close to my face.
"Yes, love?" He breathed.
"I- Uhm I- Goodnight! Thank you!" I kissed his cheek and released him. He aburptly stood up and blinked, turned around and stumbled into the night stand, almost knocking over the lamp on top of it in the process. Steadying it, he turned to me with a small embarrassed smile and a dark blush and quickly retreated out of the room closing the door behind him. I giggled a little at his behavior. Then I remembered what I had done to cause it.
" Oh now I've done it!" I groaned flipping over and pulling the covers over top of me, hiding from the world and my embarrassment. What a nice way to fall asleep. Not.
Jason and I were running through the back yard, picking flowers and throwing them at eachother. We were laughing hysterically and having a blast, and then i felt a hard shove on my shoulder. I fell to the ground crying, we were only five years old, after all. My mother was screaming at me about how I'm not allowed to pick flowers and how I wouldn't be allowed outside for a week. Jason was tugging on her arm, trying to convince her that it was his idea. She whiped around and back handed him.
"NO! DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HIM!" I roared. No longer five, and stardeling myself from my peaceful slumber. I looked around becoming more aware of my surrondings. The boys all had their eyes on me, too shocked to speak. We were in their drive way, late afternoon, and I was curled up in Harry's arms.
"Uhm... sorry." I whispered. "Bad dream." With that I turned my head into Harry's warm body and clutched onto him. A few tears slipped out onto his shirt which I'm sure he felt because he continued to say:
"Don't worry. I'll never let her hurt you again. When your ready to tell me who Jason is, maybe we can help him too." He whispered down to me, making sure only I had heard. I froze. He knew who Jason was? Certainly I had given out this tibit of information during my sleep had I? Damn me and my sleep talking. Hopefully my sleep walking doesn't act up while I'm here. It usually only occurs when I'm nervous or upset, but I'm not sure what my dreams will bring.
"Here you go, sleep as long as you need to. When you wake up we can go get whatever kind of food you'd like." Harry said placing me in a huge bed and tucking me in like a little kid. I looked around as he did so, and noticed clothes, video games, and beanies lying around. I gasped.
"I'm not taking your bed am I?!" I quietly asked, guilt seeping in.
"It's no problem at all, I'll be on the couch or with Lou in his bed if you need me." He winked. I giggled at the thought of two adult boys in the same bed.
"Well if you say so, do have fun at your sleep over." I smirked at him. He smirked back and made a move to leave, but i clutched onto his sleeve. He leaned down close to my face.
"Yes, love?" He breathed.
"I- Uhm I- Goodnight! Thank you!" I kissed his cheek and released him. He aburptly stood up and blinked, turned around and stumbled into the night stand, almost knocking over the lamp on top of it in the process. Steadying it, he turned to me with a small embarrassed smile and a dark blush and quickly retreated out of the room closing the door behind him. I giggled a little at his behavior. Then I remembered what I had done to cause it.
" Oh now I've done it!" I groaned flipping over and pulling the covers over top of me, hiding from the world and my embarrassment. What a nice way to fall asleep. Not.
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9/19/13