22. shh doll
"I'll drive you?" I asked Abby as she came out with her clothing on. "I can go walking." She said as she fiddled with a piece of her hair. "But thanks anyways, Harry" she said as she walked to the front door. "No no I wanna take you." I said as I got up and grabbed my keys. "O-okay." She stuttered.
I parked in front of her house after she gave me the instructions to get here. He house is alittle old and the blue paint on her house is kinda chipped off. "T-thank you." She stuttered out while fiddling with her hair. "Why are you so nervous?" I asked as she was about to walk out. "I'm not nervous." She said as she walked out and stood outside my car. "Thanks again." She said before she walked away. "D-do you have my number?" I asked feeling the heat rush to my cheeks. She just nodded and walked inside her house.
I made sure that Harry left before I walked inside completely. I rushed to my room but before I could reach it I got stopped by a hand grasping my arm. "Ah--" I yelled out as a hand covered my mouth "shh doll." He whispered. "A-Andrew?" I asked as I looked at him. His eyes were red and he had the reek of vodka. "Let go of me." I spat at him. "I can't do that." He whispered in my ear.
He tugged me to his room "let go of me. Your hurting me." I snapped at him. "Oh sorry I'm trying to be gentle." He said sarcastically. And shoved me on the bed. I was pinned on the bed as he crawled ontop of me.