I finish fixing up Harry's wounds and make my way out of the bathroom with him close behind me. I feel bad for looking through Harry's journal without his permission. Should I apologize? He doesn't seem to be upset about it so I'll just let it go before it causes a real problem.
"Are you hungry?" Harry asks playing with his bandages.
I look at the clock and see that it's 5:00pm, How many days has it been? 3..4 days? I don't keep track, but I know my dad, he'll find me soon.
"Ok I'll get you a slice of pizza, we have leftovers" he says heading towards the door and I nod.
I plop down on my dirty old mattress and begin to play with my hair. What if I never get out of here? Will they end up killing me? Oh my god I just want to go home.
I hear the attic door open and Harry steps inside.
"Here you go" he says handing me the plate and I give him a small smile.
There was an awkward moment as I ate quietly, savoring the taste. Damn, I've missed pizza.
"There's a shower downstairs if you want to take one, not that I'm saying you should I'm just-" he begins to fumble with his words and I just nod.
"Yeah I'll go take a shower, I really need one" I say and set my empty paper plate down.
"My dad went to buy you some clothes, but you can use mine if you want"
"Yeah that'd be nice" I say as we walk downstairs and into his room.
It seems like a lifetime since I've been in Harry's room when in reality it's only been like 4 days. I look around the room and spot his journal open with writing in it.
I swear I saw 'Lauren' written in the journal but I choose to ignore it.
"Here" Harry says handing me a white t-shirt and boxers. I blush and walk out towards the bathroom, I've never worn a boys shirt and boxers before. I mean I've worn my exes sweater or snap backs, but that's about it. I turn the faucet of the shower on and warm up the water. I put my hand under to make sure it wasn't too hot.
I take off my dress, bra and underwear and step into the shower.
I begin to wash my hair and body when I feel someone in the bathroom. I choose to ignore it, it must be Harry coming in to get something.
I hear the door lock and I peek out of the shower curtains, it was Desmond.
"Um w-what are you doing in here?" I ask my voice shaking and he gives me a wicked smile.
"I'm here to help you love" he says and I shiver at his tone. This cannot be happening.
He opens up the curtains and I try to keep as far away as possible while covering up my body.
"Remove your hands now" He says, eyes full of lust.
I begin to panic and think of any possible way of escaping.
"No" I finally say and he steps into the shower, pushing me up against the wall.
"What did you just say?" He asks, voice full of venom.
"N-no" I say, fear clear in my voice.
Oh Harry where are you?
I walk back into my room and sit at my desk. Since Lauren's taking a shower and my dad's out, I decided to write an entry in my journal.
It's been a couple of days since Lauren has arrived and if I'm being honest, I'm glad she's here. I know it sounds fucked up and I sound like the biggest asshole in the world, but it's true. I will not deny that there is something forming between us, whether it be love, lust, or just a friendship. I need to know more about her, I crave it. I find myself thinking about her every moment of everyday and I can't stop it. No matter how hard I try my mind won't stop. I might sound idiotic and naive, but goddamn it it's the truth . If I don't stop thinking about her now, I don't think I ever will. That's the funny thing about love, you fall hard fast and there is nothing you can do about it. Well, until next time journal -H.
I close my journal and set my pen to the side. I run my hand through my hair and grab my phone dialing my fathers number and press it to my ears. I hear a ring from across the hall.
What the fuck?
I walk towards the ringing sound with my phone still pressed against my ear and find myself outside of the bathroom where Lauren is showering.
No fucking way. This isn't happening.
I bang on the door and begin to yell. "Lauren! Lauren! If you fucking touch her I swear to god!"
I back up and charge towards the door again and again. There is no way I'm letting him hurt her, I don't care if he's my father or not. I'm going to breaking his fucking teeth.
"Please don't" I whimper as his hands travel my body.
"Oh come on sweetheart, let's have a little fun" he whispers into my ear, his breath smelled of alcohol and I wanted to cry.
"Lauren! Lauren! If you fucking touch her I swear to god!"
"Harry!" I yell but my mouth is quickly covered.
"Shut up bitch!" Desmond yells and I bite his hand. He hisses and let's go of my mouth. I take that as my chance to run towards the door.
Harry is desperately trying to get in and when I'm about to open the door I am pulled back by Desmond. I land on the floor with a thud and look up to find a heavy breathing monster right in front of my eyes.
He reaches down to grab me and I start kicking for my life.
"Stop!" I yell as Harry bursts through the door and pins his father against the wall.
"You're a fucking low life" Harry spits at his fathers face.
"Get out of here Harry, Mind your own fucking business!" His father yells and Harry lifts him up before slamming him against the wall again.
"As far as I'm concerned, she is my business. How could you do that to such an angel? You're such a fucking prick!"
Harry's fist collides with his dad's jaw and I gasp. This isn't happening, this is just a dream. A horrible horrible dream.
Harry drops his father and I gasp again.
"Is he d-dead?"
"No just unconscious" Harry says, a frown plastered on his perfect face. "Are you okay? Did he touch you?" He asks crouching down to face me.
I nod and shutter as I remember his father's hands roaming my body. I think I'm going to be sick.
"He touched me Harry, and I-I told him to stop but he wouldn't!" I say sobbing as Harry brings me to his chest, massaging my head.
"Shh it's okay love, I'm here"
After a few minutes of Harry trying to calm me down my breathing starts to go back to normal. Harry stands up and hands me a towel to cover up my naked body.
I thank him and start to dry my body.
"Um c-can you turn around please?" I ask blushing, I know he's already seen me naked but it's still embarrassing. He nods understandingly and turns around.
I quickly put Harry's shirt and boxers on and try not to think about the events that just occurred.
"Okay you can turn around now"
Harry turns around and his eyes widen, his eyes rake over my body before quickly looking away blushing.
"you look beautiful" Harry says and my heart skips a beat.
"Thanks" I say looking down at the ground.
"Let's go to your room" Harry says and guides me upstairs.
He turns the light on and I make my way towards the bed. I plop down and grab the thin blanket to cover myself. I have never felt so violated, I feel disgusting.
"You better get some rest" Harry says walking towards the door. "Good night Lauren" he says as he shuts the lights and proceeds to walk out.
" Harry?" I whimper and he turns the lights back on.
"I don't want to sleep here by myself. Can you sleep with me?" I ask and he nods.
He motions me to scoot over and lays besides me. We are face to face and he motions for me to turn around. I turn around to face the wall and he pulls my waist towards him.
I know I shouldn't feel so safe but I do, it's odd.
"Goodnight Lauren" Harry sighs.
"Goodnight Harry" I say as I slowly drift to sleep, dreaming about the curly haired boy who once again, has saved me.
Heyyyyy guess who's back!!! Okay so all I wanted to say is I hope you guys lived the chapter and PLEASE VOTE, COMMENT AND SHARE! Thanks guys! 💕
P.S I know Harry's dad would never do this lol