Angelic Love

"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched- they must be felt with the heart"

His crystal green orbs glistened as they shot through my soul trying to make me feel something, but I could and would never be broken out of this cage, but somehow something felt right, something felt different.


9. Chapter 8

I woke up feeling surprisingly refreshed. I knew how I felt about Harry even if he was a monster and probably won't change, I had to face him.

I sighed loudly scrambling out of my sheets and stepping onto the cooI wooden floor. I really had to start getting stuff to put in this room to make it feel a bit, well mine, but I didn't know where the town was and quite frankly I didn't have any money. I needed a job, but what could I even do? I had no qualifications and nothing to really show for myself. To be honest all I really wanted now was food.

I made my way downstairs to the kitchen where I found Niall scoffing into a plate of hot bacon and eggs.

"Hey Elena do you want some?" Some food flying out of his mouth as he grinned at me.

I smiled at him before answering quickly "yeah Niall I'm star-"

I was cut off by the site of Harry in only tight boxers coming down the stairs. He entered the kitchen unknowingly that I was here. My stomach suddenly started doing backflips and my brain went in overdrive. I was all of a sudden really NOT hungry.

Niall must have noticed my anxiety on my face as he turned to me and whispered in my ear "don't look so afraid babe you know how much better I am for you than him, so it doesn't matter what he thi-". A loud crash banged through the kitchen. Both me and Niall jumped away from each other and looked over to where the noise was being made. There Harry stood with a smashed plate at his feet and fiery anger burning in his eyes. Me and Niall both looked at him with wide eyes as his chest heaved, his breaths becoming shallower and quicker as anger boiled through his veins.

"If you two love birds are done making googly eyes at each other and whispering things in each other's ears maybe I could fucking eat without it all coming back up again". Harry spat out.

"What the fuck is your problem Harry?" I asked even though I knew fairly well what his 'problem' was.

He just stood there staring at me his anger clearly not subsiding.

"Harry could we maybe talk somewhere, alone?"

He took one more deep breath and let it out as a sigh before answering me back in a tone as if I was just ruining his whole day.


He both marched towards the stairs, him trailing behind me diverting his eyes to anywhere but me. We entered my room and we both sat on my messy bed.

"Okay what do you want to talk about?" He questioned.

"Well to start off Harry-" Harry cut me off with words that I never thought would leave his mouth, ever.

"I'm sorry Elena, I'm so fucking sorry for everything I did to you so far, I mean we don't even know each other for that long but I've already screwed up, and all I want to do is make you happy. I want to see your big smile that lights up your whole face with those little dimples dancing along your cheeks. I knew I really liked you, like more than I've ever liked someone before, the first time I met you and I really don't want to let you go because I know we have something special" he let out a long breath indicating that a load has been taken off his shoulders.

I was so shocked I just stared at him with wide eyes and my mouth hanging open. Once my mind started to process things I quickly answered the gorgeous monster in front of me.

"I would love to give us a chance Harry and of course I forgive you, I just ask one thing of you, just please try not to be an asshole like all the time" I grinned from ear to ear knowing my dimples were very prominent.

He chuckled and pulled me close to his body as he leant down towards my lips just stopping about an inch away from them just watching my cheeks flare a bright pink, my heart beat quicken and my breaths become shallower and quicker. He then leant in closing the tiny gap and interlocking our lips. Fireworks flew, it was the most amazing feeling in the world, indescribable.

After we both pulled away for air I just sat on his lap, cuddling into him with his arms protectively around my waist. We sat in comfortable silence like that until my stomach started to rumble. I remembered that I didn't even get to eat breakfast! Harry looked down at me amused as he saw me grab my stomach and make a pouty face at him. He laughed at my babyish gestures as he lifted me up and put me down on the bed beside him.

"What time is it?" I asked him.

He looked at his watched momentarily before answering "two o'clock, we've just sat here for like two hours" he smiled to himself.

"Wow I really need an alarm clock in this room, I mean it's not as if I'm going to set an alarm I just need the time, pft I'm not going to wake myself up before eleven unless it's VERY important" I rambled on and on about just how generally lazy I am and he just sat back and listened to all the pointless stories I was telling him with a soft smile on his face, which in all honesty I thought was kind of cute.

"Well we could go out for something to eat and maybe you could get a few things for your room to make it a bit more.... Personal." Harry pulled me up with both his hands in mine until I was on my feet nearly falling over with how strong he actually was. I stumbled, nearly falling over before Harry grabbed my waist to make me more steady.

"Okay do you want to get a shower or whatever and be downstairs in like an hour or something?" He hesitantly asked.

"Yeah sure sounds great" I started to make my way into my little bathroom in my room and closed the door as Harry walked over to my bed and made himself comfortable. I turned the shower on and stripped down until I had nothing on and jumped in the shower. The sudden desirable heat felt so nice against my tense muscles. I became very calm and happy as I contemplated over today's events in my head making a huge smile appear on my face as I washed my hair thoroughly. After I was done washing myself I got out of the shower and dried myself. I reached for clothes that were no longer there, actually I forgot all together to bring any in and my old ones where now soaked while I used them as a mat to keep my feet away from the cold tiles on the ground. I guess I have no other choice than to go out in the towel to get my clothes. I opened the door quickly and ran out into my room only to be met with the familiar smirked boy laying across my bed. He turned to look at me and his eyes went so wide I thought they were going to come out of his sockets.

"Am sorry I just was, am, just getting my clothes" I stuttered as I grabbed the nearest pair of shorts and t-shirt I could find. You see Niall had gone out and bought me some clothes and stuff while I was sleeping, much to my dismay he bought it all himself and didn't let me repay him anything. Even though I had like no money I still wish I could have paid him back, but when I get a job I definitely will pay him back, not just for the clothes but for everything.

"Yeah um, yeah go ahead" he cleared his throat awkwardly.

"But you know you don't actually need to get dressed" he spoke in a sultry tone while homing a devilish smirk on his lips.

"Harry stop I have to get dressed" I ran into the bathroom again, not because I really wanted to get dressed, in all honesty I don't think I could've stopped myself if he kept talking like that.

After I got dressed and put on my light foundation, mascara, eyeliner and a light pink/nude lipgloss I was ready. I was brushing my hair out while I walked out of the bathroom and into my bedroom to be met once again by Harry laying on my bed, only this time he had on a white t-shirt that showed off his tattoos just right, a pair of tight black skinny jeans and some black vans. I couldn't help but notice that he had on a black bandana that pushed his hair back but it still looked styled, I just couldn't understand how he could look so effortlessly perfect in every way.

I was lifted out of my day dream by Harry making one of his 'smart' comments, "as much as I love having you stare at this all day" he said gesturing to himself "we probably should go it's like quarter to four."

"Okay mr. Organised" I joked. He chuckled and rose up from the bed making it creak beneath him.

"Alrighty are we ready to go?" He asked.

"Yep, let's go!" I said excitedly.

We both walked out the door of my bedroom with Intertwined hands, never planing to let go.

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