4. Chapter 4
"I'm sorry." I apologized to her and I even kissed her on the cheek.
I quickly knelt down and grabbed the tweezers and was about to remove the shattered glasses from her skin using the tweezers until I heard a squeal.
"No!" Acacia exclaimed. I looked up to her eyes, they were beautiful. Staring at her makes me calm, especially her eyes. "Don't worry, it won't hurt." I told her and she just nodded.
Damn, I just realized I wasn't acting like an ass to her. But, she it seems that feeling bad for a person isn't so bad, so I didn't care. Though, I did compliment about her eyes... But it's true. Her eyes are beautiful. It's just that staying by her side gives me a better feeling.
I gently removed the shattered glass from her skin and I could feel her shaking. I could even feel her heating up. I could tell she was blushing too.
"They do this everyday, do they?" I asked Acacia as I removed the shattered glasses.
"Yes," Acacia replied. "they do. Which is completely mental." I chuckled after hearing her say that. You've gotta admit, she was actually a bit funny that time.
"I'm hungry." I told her as my stomach grumbled. "Let's get something to eat."
"No thank you." She told me and looked away.
"Why not?" I asked her. "I don't feel like it." She replied "Just come with me." I dragged her out of her own room and went downstairs to the fridge.
I grabbed a bag of chips and handed over a chip to her.
"Want?" I asked.
"No thank you." She replied again and shook her head. "I've got a question." I stated as I munched on my chip and she looked at me with her eyebrow raised. "When was the last time you ate?"
Her eyes widened at the question.
"Why does it even matter?" I quickly stood up and tried to walk away and he quickly grabbed my hand.
"When?" He asked once more, his voice deepened and gotten more serious. I gulped. "I only ate bread as my breakfast this Morning." I admitted.
"Then eat." He insisted me to. I shook my head. "Why not?" He asked. "Cause I'm fat." I told him bluntly.
He stared into my eyes. "What made you think of that?" He asked. Seriously, this boy likes staring at other people's eyes, a lot.
"Cause all of you tell me I am." I snapped. "You tell me I'm hideous, stupid, a slut, a whore, a bitch, and you call me a fat lady." I told him, I felt tears about to fall from my eyes.
He just kept staring at me, this time with mournful eyes again. "And I know it's all true. Even my siblings tell me I am. They all treat me and call me a slave."
He chuckled right after I finished my sentence. I couldn't take it anymore. Now, I really wanted to cry, I felt tears about to escape from my eyes. I quickly got out of my chair but I felt arms from behind me wrap around my waist.
"You really are stupid." Harry whispered in my ears and he was actually hugging me.
"See? You're telling me I'm stupid." I replied. "No you're stupid because you believe in the lies everybody make about you."
"What are you talking about?" I tried to get away from his grasp but his hug was too tight.
"You're the most gorgeous girl I have ever seen in this whole world, more beautiful than Elizabeth. Your eyes are as beautiful as the stars that sparkle in the starry night sky. Your heart is as big and wide as the sky in the day. You are wonderful. You must not care about what other people think about you, just think you're beautiful because you are." He explained and kissed me on the cheek again.
I smiled, an actual smile. To be honest, this was the first time a boy ever told me that. I never expected Harry to tell me that. This was pretty much the first time I smiled in years.
"Thank you for the compliment, Harry." I told him and he let go of me. I turned around to face him.
He just smiled at me and he grabbed the bag of chips. He checked his watch and looked at me. I just realized how cute he was whenever he stares and smiles at me... Wait what? Stop it Acacia. Stop it.
"It's already 7:36." He announced. "I better get home."
"But you don't even have a ride home." I told him "Just forget about the ride, I always walk. Besides, it's not far from here." He told me.
"Okay," I said. "take care." We walked to my door and I opened my door for him. Before he stepped out, he gave me a sheet of paper.
"My number is written on it. If you need me, contact me, or if we need to do our projects." He told me and strode off.
I felt myself blush. This isn't you Acacia. I felt my heart thump when he left, it feels like I didn't want to let him go away. I didn't want him to stop hugging me. I wanted to be in his arms, but why?
Harry wasn't right about me being gorgeous, but the part of me being stupid.
I'm stupid because I feel like I'm actually starting to like the person who hurts me the most.