The Ending.

I watched him bite his soft lip as he fumbled with his keys trying to find the right one which would lead us inside. Not being able to hold a smile back I spoke to his focused self.

“Got enough keys there?” His eyes flashed towards mine and he clicked the lock open.

“I have actually thank you for the concern.” It had been weird walking to his apartment with him. I was still trembling from mine and Donny’s previous encounter and he was trying to comfort me without over powering my weak body. Half way there I had pushed him away announcing stubbornly that was I was perfectly fine. Although I could see he didn’t believe it at all. After that he didn’t touch me apart from our arms brushing now and again as we walked under the black sky. He had proposed I stay at his place, until I had figured out my next move. Or until Donny found us.

How was this happening? I had only just met this guy and I was already being pulled into his apartment after he saved me from a daily beating.

I felt his arm reach pass me and I jumped slightly in the darkness of the room.

“Relax I’m just turning on the light switch.” Once it flicked on, he closed the door behind us and I could see him smirking at my little jumpy self. I told him on the way here to forget what he had seen, even though he agreed somehow I doubt he would keep to it.

My gaze averted to the room in front of me. A deep red sofa was in the middle of the room, facing a normal sized tele. Rubbish wrappers were all over the place as well as boxers and old food which he had failed to clear up.

“You like?” He winked at me as he walked to the small kitchen area at the side. I stood frozen my eyes looking over the room I was about to stay in.

“Where’s the bed? You said there was a bed?”

“Ah so you do listen.” His long finger pointed to a door to my right. “Bedroom there and bathroom on the other side.” His finger turned to the wall on the opposite side. Glancing to the clock I saw it was around 3 in the morning. Sighing I brought my hands up to my head and pressed my eyes against my palms.

“This can’t be happening.” I mumbled to myself. A body passed mine and he jumped down onto the sofa, pulling a white kitten onto his torso as he lay. His big hands looked huge against the frail kittens body.

“Don’t kill it.” He looked up confused and slightly shocked.

“Why would I ki-“ I cut him off.

“Your hands are so big…don’t hurt it.”

“I would never hurt Jimmy.”

“Jimmy?” I raised an eyebrow walking over to the sofa slowly.

“I named him after my other cat.”

“You have two cats named Jimmy?” He snickered at my comment.

“Yes.” I looked at him, then he started laughing. “Lighten up Sam I’m kidding.” He walked over and leaned down to take my jacket off of my cold body. But I pulled away.

“Once again it’s Samantha. I’m not a dude.”

“Wow you really do learn something every day don’t you?” He pulled at my elbows softly causing my arms to obey and drop. Sliding the jacket off gently he placed it on the sofa and took a closer look at my arms.

“I’m not a toy you can just play with Green eyes.”

“Once again it’s Harry.” He winked at me and let my arms go again. “At least let me get you some ice for them.”

“I don’t really have a say in what you do , do I? You just go against it anyway.” He opened his mouth to pretend a fake look of shock.

“I do not…Sam.” He laughed to himself again looking at my angered self. “Like I said relax.” Walking to the freezer he got out an ice pack and took my arm, gently placing it onto the swollen skin. I whimpered out in response. “Shhh it’s okay.” Quickly I pushed him away. How dare he treat me so easily. As though he thought I was going to suddenly beg him to love me.

“Where am I sleeping?”

“The bed.”

“Any other options?”

“On top of me naked in the bed.”

“I’ll take the sofa.”

“Nope no can do. You need a proper bed.”

“I’ve been sleeping on a sofa practically my whole life. I think I can do it again.”

“Bed or naked in bed.” I moaned in displeasure.

“Oh there will be lots of moaning later, I promise.” His tall frame took another cigarette out the packet and he started to light it.

“Please don’t.” His face fell onto mine in dismay.

“Sam?”

“Donny always smokes, I only do it because he makes me. I want to sleep without smoke around me for once…if that’s alright.” I looked down to the floor hiding my flushed face. A cool touch was placed on my chin lifting it up to his features. Those beautiful green eyes pressing down onto my dull brown ones.

“I’m sorry. I won’t do it again, Sam.” I backed away slightly letting his hand drop from my face, I could feel he wanted to touch me. Comfort me somehow but he was resisting. A hand was on my back guiding me towards the bedroom door. His long fingers pushed it open. The room was small a double bed was cramped in the middle, surrounded by piles of books, clothes and strange looking records.

“Hoarder?”

“I have trouble parting with my past. I’ve been moving a lot recently so I haven’t had time to unpack.” He walked past me to the draws and pulled out a Ramones shirt and some boxers. Handing them to me. I shook my head.

“No no I’m not wearing your stuff green eyes.”

“Put it on or I’ll make you.” He sounded like Donny but I knew he was only joking. But when he saw the hurt in my eyes he suddenly looked regretful. Placing them down on the bed he awkwardly brushed passed me in attempt to comfort me once more.

“Night Samantha.” And with that the door was left slightly ajar. Peering through the gap I saw him peel off his beer stained shirt from which was my fault and watched him chuck it into the corner of the room. His back muscles tensing. Black drawings were tattooed onto his browned skin. Fitting into the curves of his body gently. As though they had been touched by an angel.

Shaking my head I quickly went back to my own doing and tugged my clothes off, and tugged his back on. Before crawling into bed I heard him laugh in the main room. It was velvety and sweet.

“Was it a nice show?”

“Don’t flatter yourself pretty boy.”

“Oh I won’t bottle girl.”

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I woke up to a sweet smell and a hushed voicing singing. Sitting up slowly I glanced around the unfamiliar room. Then it hit me. Everything that had happened yesterday. I was in Harry’s room. A small sizzling could be heard from outside the open door. Making my way towards it a sudden realisation got me. I was only wearing his boxers and his top. Although it was big on my small body, it still scared me to walk out like this in front of someone like him.

No Samantha you are dropping your walls. You are strong. You will never be scared. Without realisation I pushed the door open and made my way to where he was. His eyes lit up when he saw me in his clothes and dimples appeared either side of his soft lips.

“Morning Sam. Breakfast?” His gaze offered me to sit at one of the bar stools next to the counter. To which I did. I wasn’t going to be scared or nervous.

“I don’t eat breakfast.” I said stubbornly.

“Oh really? And why is that?” Green eyes locked onto mine. It was as though he was searching into mine. He could tell I was having trouble finding a decent response. I couldn’t just tell him Donny starved me most days.

“Please just try some Sam.” He placed a small plate of pancakes in front of me and I could feel my throat swelling up slightly. The sight of food made my stomach rumble. Harry had obviously heard my response. Placing his elbows on the counter he looked into my eyes. Quickly I looked away.

“Sam…please.”

Looking up at his desperate eyes I slowly took a bite of the sweet still warm pancake. My senses going crazy and before I knew it I had downed the whole plate of them.

“I haven’t had food like this is so long” I felt myself manage to stutter out in-between bites.

“I can tell.” He laughed to himself and turned back around to make some more. It was then that I realised his jeans slung low on his hips. His naked torso was once again. Damp hair was upon his head, he had just taken a shower. It made my body tingle just thinking about it. No Samantha stop.

“Nice tattoos.” I said softly in his direction. Smiling to himself he turned around and leaned back against the sink opposite me. Running his tongue over his lips slowly as he looked at me.

“You should shower you probably stink.” He winked at me. I knew we had been getting to the awkward stage between us. So I was thankful for his comment.

“And that’s how you get a girl to like you.” I smiled in his direction. He moved closer to me running his thumb under my eye gently. When he moved it back black was over its skin. I sat still, un-moving, un-knowing of what to do.

“You cried a lot last night whilst you were sleeping Sam. At one point I was in there stroking your head so you could get back to sleep.” My eyes glared at his suddenly.

“You what?”

“I went into my room last night an-“

“No no stop. Everyone just thinks they can do whatever they want to me. I’m not a toy!”

“I’m not treating you like a toy Sam I’m treating you like a person I care about!” His voice raised slightly and it made me jump a little.

“I’m gonna shower…” I swivelled off of the bar stool and made my way out of the room.

“Sam there’s some money on the counter for you to get some stuff today. I have band practice so I can’t be here for a few hours and I doubt you want to keep wearing my clothes all day.” Little did he know I wanted to spend the rest of my life in them. The smell comforting me over and over again.

I nodded in his direction before he picked up a black guitar case from the corner and made his way over to the front door. He caught me looking at him from a distance and he walked over slowly.

I felt the warm tip of his thumb over my cold cheek, before he leant down and I felt his soft, plump lips against it. He could see I was trembling. Never had I been this close to a guy unless I was being beaten or forced for pleasure.

“Be safe Sam.” I looked down unable to make eye contact with his.

“Always am Green eyes.”

And with that he left, placing a key in my hand. “You get the spare one bottle girl.”

“Oh the joy. Green eyes and bottle girl chilling together. Sharing a set of keys.”

“A pack of cigarettes now keys, what’s next. A bed? Hmm maybe a shower?”

“Go already!” I spoke to him, holding back a giggle as I did.

What was happening to me…?

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