Don't drag me into this

"Don't drag me into this" I snapped, "little to late babe" he smirked and grabbed my hand, "RUN" he yelled and pulled me down a near ally way. "No stop there not after me there after you" I hissed. " yes but trust me they won't mind slitting your throat on the way" he chuckled and came to a dead end. He helped me climb to the top o the wall then climbed up himself, "I hate you so much" I growled, "I know" he shrugged then suddenly grabbed my face smashing his lips to mine.
Why did I ever let him drag me into this?

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35. The peaceful dark

Hannahs POV

I sniffled curling myself into a ball whilst i laid my head on Harrys chest. He hummed a small tune whilst gently running his hand through my hair over and over again.

We were back as his, once again, just in bed. The TV wasn't on or anything, it was just us.

"Angel" he murmured against my head giving it a soft kiss, my eyes collapsed on themselves not being able to bare the thought of minutes ago.

My mum had kicked me out. It was as simple as that and i couldn't stop crying. It was stupid.

Its just temporary and i shouldn't be getting so worked up about it. I suppose it reminded me of my dad in a way.

I had left my mother just the way he did, her face when I left told me she hadn't meant her earlier words but i took them quite literally.

I couldn't imagine the state she was in at the moment and i didn't want to, it would just lead me to another out break of tears.

Finally having the courage, i sat up and looked into Harrys eyes, they were big, green and concerned starring deeply into mine.

I leaned in placing a soft small kiss on his lips, "thank you" i whispered.

My voice was a little squeaky due to my tears which caused me to laugh lightly at myself.

"No need to thank me angel" he murmured tracing kisses up my neck, he could be so kind and gentle when he wanted to be.

"Try not to think about it" he whispered, i smiled at his effort but knew it wouldn't do any good.

But he was right, i needed to at least try, start with sleep.

I needed to sleep, i was tired and hopefully this could blow over in the morning.

I closed my eyes burying my head deeply into Harrys chest and tangling my legs with his.

His strong arms wrapped around me, keeping me safe. That's what he did, he made me fill safe, of all people Harry Styles mad me feel safe.

The shades of my closed eyes suggest Harry had switched the light off, leaving us in darkness.

The peaceful dark.

  

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