This is one of my favorite chapters :) I feel like you could feel what the characters are feeling. Tell me what you think!
I woke up in the middle of the night. I was cold, and scared, and afraid of what
was going to happen to Dylan. I stared at the ceiling, wrapping myself up in a
blanket that was under the bed. I didn't want to take away the covers from
Harry. I started thinking about everything that was going on. My life is
terrible. How am I going to manage to live like this? What am I going to do? I
felt tears start falling down my face. I cried silently, hoping that Harry
wouldn't wake up. "I'll help you." Harry whispered and sat up. I was confused at
first, but then I saw his hand in mine. He heard everything. "I...I'm sorry." I
said and looked up at him. He stroked the top of my hand with his thumb, looking
down at me. I tried to sit up, but he laid me back down. "Relax." He said as he
sat next to me and looked down at me. I put my knees up for him to lean up
against. I closed my eyes and sighed. "It's ok. We can do this. I'm not giving
up, Layla. I need to protect you and help you. You need someone to take care of
you. You need someone to be there for you, and that's what I'm here for. You're
the only thing I have. You really think I'm gonna let you get hurt? You think
I'm gonna let something happen to you?" He asked, "Do you think I'll ever leave
you?" I looked up at him. The light of the moon casted the perfect shadow on his
face, revealing all of his perfect features. "Do you?" He asked again. I shook
my head, trying to hold back more tears. "Cry." He demanded. "W-What?" I asked.
"Cry. Let it all out of you. Make yourself feel better." He explained. I took a
deep breath and let the tears fall, one after the other. Harry stared at me,
watching me sob on the bed. He didn't stop me, he just let it happen. I was
laying on my back with my knees up. Harry sat to the right of me, his back
leaning up against my knees. He continued to let me cry as he sat emotionless.
It felt like hours until I started to calm down. He shook his hair and looked
back at me. "Feel better?" He asked. I nodded softly as he laid down again, but
closer to me this time. He rolled over and wrapped an arm around my waist. I was
laying on my back, him on his side. I turned my head and looked at him.
"Everything's going to be ok, alright? I'm here for you." He said. I rolled onto
my side so I could look at him. He locked eyes with me and kissed my forehead.
"I love you, Layla. And I'll never stop." He said. "I love you, too." I shakily