“Harry.” I said strongly, trying to stop him from beating Donny up right there and then. His gaze averted to mine, but he looked back over at Donny. Harry was taller than him but Donny didn’t look threatened by it at all.
His hand pushed him by the shoulder back and glared into his eyes.
“If you ever think about touching her again, I will not stop like last time.”
“Last time you were pulled off of me because you turned into a fucking maniac. She’s not yours you know.” Before I knew what was happening Harry’s fist had collided with the side of Donny’s face. I moved in-between them and used my only arm to try and push Harry away. It was proving to be difficult and the pain from try to get him to break it up was hurting me badly. I felt unfamiliar hands on my hips and I jumped away from them. Crashing into Harry’s strong torso as I did. When I turned Donny was stood smirking and then he walked off.
“Harry.” I said again trying to stop him from killing Donny with his glare. He didn’t even look at me, his towering body walked away, picking up my box of things as he crossed over the road to his van. I stared at him in disbelief, rooted to the spot with a sudden sense or nervousness. Harry didn’t know about the moment me and Donny had shared in Chris’s house, I was going to tell him eventually. But after what he had just seen I doubt it was the perfect time to talk of that.
Walking over to his van, I slid the door open and hopped into the seat next to Harry. His hands were tight on the steering wheel, his knuckles turning a blistering white.
“Harry.” I spoke again, this time my voice showed a little desperation and he ran his tongue over his soft lips slowly.
“Why would you do that Sam?” He spoke stubbornly, not facing me but looking at something straight ahead. My mind exploded with rage. He thought I did? What was up with him?
“You think I kissed Donny?” I said, my voice raising slightly, but it started to cause me pain so I slumped down into the seat. Putting my already tired legs up on the surface in front of me. “I can’t believe you.”
He sighed and then ran his hand through his hair with frustration. For some reason every time Harry did this I wanted to kiss him as hard as possible. To feel his warmth, his touch, to feel him.
“No you are right…you wouldn’t do that.” He said quietly and I felt his large hand entwine with mine once again. I felt myself relax, and I looked over to him, his eyes traced over my lips and then into my eyes. He leaned towards me slightly and then his velvety voice spoke once more
“I’m sorry, I just get so protective over you Sam. I don’t want what happened to happen agai-“
“Harry.” My hand reached up and stroked his soft cheek gently as I looked into his eyes, trying to see what he was feeling. “I promise you, it won’t happen again. I’m here. You are here. That’s all that matters. And…” I trailed off and he placed a delicate kiss to my lips. Leaning up slightly I opened my mouth, telling him to carry on. Both his arms were on my hips now and he slowly lifted me over and onto his lap. My broken arm was becoming so aggravating because I only had one hand to explore his touch. My finger nails ran down his cheek lightly as I felt his hot tongue against mine. He let out a soft moan and I deepened our kiss, I felt his hand run through my hair and move down against the back of my neck trying to get more from me. We were both desperate for each other. Being in a hospital had its restrictions when it came to kissing in a room with windows and a nurse that wouldn’t leave for more than ten minutes. So now we were fighting for as much as possible. His lips tasted sweet and I bit his lower lip gently before he forced a harder kiss to mine. My top was being lifted up slowly and his strong hands were underneath it caressing my breasts. My forehead fell forward and rested against his. Without hesitation I kissed him again harder than before and we both moaned at the same time. His hands moving around my bra to its clasp.
“Harry…” I said breathlessly into his lips. “We are still in a car park at the hospital.”
“We are?” He said pretending to be shocked before he kissed me again, this time it was light and his nose nuzzled against mine. I saw his lips turn up into a smile and I giggled slightly.
“You make me so happy Harry.” My lips told him and his eyes deepened down into mine. The blaze of anger that was there when Donny was present was no more, instead a soft hollow glow hung around his iris’s sinking into mine. They made me feel as though nothing could come between us, as though the impossible was possible, and nothing in the whole entire mattered other than the boy I was looking at.
“I love you.” Was all he said before his lips returned against mine and we both gave each other full access. We both jumped from our romantic moment from the ringing of Harry’s phone. I saw a rosy haze sweep onto his cheeks from this and I smiled, kissing each one gently and then down his neck.
“Hello.” Harry said grumpily as though the person on the other end was some sort of worst nightmare. And then I heard the voice and understood as to why his face turned the way it was.
Tanya.
I was still sat on his lap listening to her murmuring on the other end and I kept kissing Harry’s neck trying to distract him from her annoying bubbly voice. He kept smiling at this and I knew he was trying to hold back from moaning. I felt his large bulge protrude in his trousers and I quickly looked at him. He bit his lip from frustration and was distracted completely. I watched him end the call and he was on me straight away. Giggling from his touch he un did the buttons on his shirt I was wearing and kissed down to the middle of my bra. My hands found their way into his hair and I played with his curls as his lips traced my collarbone. Suddenly he stopped and I felt his finger run over the barely healed gash on the skin.
Remembering back to how Chris’s knife cut me there, made me shiver. I felt a tingle when his lips touched the skin that would be scarred for the rest of my life. In fact forever. Harry had gone very still and I started playing with his curls again trying to distract him.
“How did this one happen? I haven’t seen it before…” He was sitting back up again his hands were running up and down my sides, trying to comfort me.
“Chris had a knife. That’s why my arm also has one, and my cheek did.” I held out my deeply scarred arm that still hadn’t healed and he took it in his large ones.
“I thought you got those from the blow, not from some maniac with a knife.” His lips trailed up my arm before he placed his usual warm kisses to the skin. For some reason every time his lips were against me. I felt calm, safe and free.
Harry was my key to the life I had been missing.
“If he wasn’t dead I would-“ I cut him off. I didn’t want to be reminded about what had happen.
“Can we get out of here. I really don’t want to be near this hospital any longer.” I smiled and kissed his cheek again lightly, before his hands were on my hips and helping me back over to the passenger’s seat. “So what did Tanya want?” I said happily as he drove us out of the car park. His hand found its way back into mine and I squeezed it. I saw him smile and run his thumb over the top of mine in return.
“Well actually she wanted us to go to her party.”
“Ooooh a party.” I said and he brought my hand up to his mouth, kissing it gently and I felt my eyes flutter on their own. My cheeks started to feel warm because Harry then noted how my eye lids always fluttered.
“I don’t know…I mean your arm is still broken and you’ve only just got out.”
“It might be good though, we can just stay out of the way. It will be a good way to distract ourselves from what has happened…” I trailed off and his thumb went back to stroking mine when he realised he had stopped. “Just a few drinks Harry. The guys will be there. Nothing will happen.” I tried so hard to get him to agree. I just really wanted to put the fun back into his life again. At the moment I felt like I was draining it all out.
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When we had arrived back at Harry’s apartment it was slowly turning into the evening. A thin line along the base of the sky was turning a pinkish red, signalling the night sky about to be thrown over the top.
Even though I had barely moved the whole day and had fallen asleep multiple times in Harry’s van, my body was still unbelievably tired and I couldn’t stop myself from yawning now and again. Slumping down onto the sofa Harry sat down next to me and brought my legs up onto his longer ones. It felt nice to rest them on something, I felt my body lie down on the sofa and Harry’s hand was running up and down my legs. Still wearing my pyjamas, I couldn’t be bothered to change, it wasn’t like anyone was going to see me. And Harry had already seen me naked numerous times. I still couldn’t believe we had barely known each other two days when he saw me naked for the first time. We still hadn’t done anything though, I wasn’t sure if I was glad about this or sad. I wanted him bad.
“See Sam you are too tired to go to a party tonight.” Harry’s velvety low voice spoke as he switched the tv on, his hand still running up and down my legs lightly. I had forgotten about that and cursed mentally to myself. I wanted to make Harry’s life fun again not kill him with boredom.
I sat up right and placed a quick kiss to his cheek.
“I’ll go and get showered and then we can go.” Before he had to object I made my way over to the bathroom. Forgetting how hard it was to get undressed with one arm and the other annoyingly in the way Harry walked behind me and started helping.
“I can do it you know.” I spoke like a child and felt him laugh behind me as he slid the sling off of my arm. He then held my broken arm in his large hand as he pulled the shirt I was wearing over it. Dropping it to the floor I felt his hands go on my pyjama shorts and I squirmed away from him.
“What?” He said smiling and I felt my back touch the cold wall.
“I can do it myself…” I trailed off feeling my cheeks warm with embarrassment.
“Sam we just… in the car…I’ve seen you naked before.” He spoke with a proudness about it. Yes he had but I still felt like I wasn’t ready for this.
“I can get undressed on my own now Harry.” His eyes showed sadness before he calmly left the bathroom. I saw him slump back down on the sofa with his phone in his hands.
I shut the door a little more, he had left it open so wide if might as well not even been there. Turning the shower on I slid off my underwear and stepped in. Harry’s shower happened to also be in a bath which was helpful for someone like me who’s one arm was flailing around trying to reach stuff.
Now and again bottles fell onto the floor and Harry would knock asking if I was okay.
“Yup better than ever.” I said trying to reach for the shampoo bottle that was barely on the toilet lid. My fingers knocked it and it went onto the floor. “Shit.” Cursing to myself I got onto my knees and tried to reach for the bottle but it hurt my body too much. My broken arm was screaming with pain and my knees were bruising from the bottom of the bath tub.
“Harry can you pass me the shampoo bottle on the toilet but close your eyes whilst doing it?”
“No.” Was he replied. I felt my heart drop as though he had just asked me to leave and never come back. “I can’t do that with my eyes closed.” I smiled slightly knowing he wasn’t in a mood with me and I saw the door open. He came in and picked up the bottle and turned to face me.
I was kneeling in the bath covered in soap and a small squirt of attempted shampoo on my head. My hair was barely wet and my broken arm was being held out away from the water. As you can guess I looked like I had just been drowning in a washing machine.
“Hi.” I said and blushed as he knelt in front of me.
“Do you need some help?” He said tucking a strand of my soapy dry hair behind my ear and out of my face. I nodded in response and looked down at my scarred naked body. His warm lips brushed along mine and shivered slightly from his delicate touch. “Turn around beautiful.” I did as he said and sat facing the bathroom wall as he took the shower in his hands and started washing my hair.
I couldn’t help but notice how careful he was being with me. His long fingers gently stroking any skin they came into contact with. He didn’t tell me to turn around, he didn’t try and look at my naked body like any other guy would. He was perfectly happy with just my bare back to him.
Once he had finished washing my hair, he helped me up and wrapped a towel around my wet body. We walked to the bedroom and I sat down on the bed.
“You alright?” He said gently his deep green eyes with flecks of gold gazing into my hollow brown ones.
“Thank you for doing that.” I said not wanting him to see my ludicrous blushing by turning my head to the floor.
“You need to let me help you sometimes Sam. I know it’s hard to let people in after everything you’ve been through. But I want to be there, I want to see you smile, I want to be there when you are upset, I just want to be with you always.” He sat down next to me and I felt his fingers brush the damp hair from my shoulder. I looked up into his eyes and I leaned forward.
“I want to be with you too. Don’t go.” The last part of my sentence came out a little shaky and I his hand stroked my scarred cheek with a light feel.
“Never.” His lips pressed against mine and I fell back onto the bed. He was on top of me, resting his elbows either side of my head. I let go of the towel, hoping it still covered my naked body as I ran my hands through his messy curls. Our kiss deepened and suddenly there was banging on the door. It sounded like loads of voice and people shouting at each other.
Harry’s eyes became wide and he helped me to stand up. I pulled on my underwear and he slipped his ramones t shirt over my head before helping me slip on some dark blue skinnies.
“Who is it?” I said nervously as he helped adjust the sling around my broken arm.
“I don’t know but I don’t want them to see you lying naked on my bed.” We walked into the main room and I sat down on the sofa, pretending not to be bothered by the door banging.
I noticed Harry’s phone and picked it up, his lock screen was of me, smiling in his shirt that I would normally wear to bed, eating pancakes. What? When did he take this? But for some reason it made him even more adorable.
Harry opened the door and loads of people cheered. I turned and they were all holding bottles of beer and carrying food.
Donny suddenly became visible and his arm was slung around Tanya.
“Now we can get this party started!”

Notes

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Katie x