Brooklyn walked into another class she shared with Harry. Usually she sat at the back and Harry sat next to her.Today she sat right at the front. She was early for class and there was only one other girl in the room. Brooklyn didn't want to judge, but this girl had all of her books and pens neatly laid out in front of her and she was sat up straight, ready for the teacher to come in.Brooklyn sighed and took a seat next to her, smiling at the girl and finding out her name was Cassie.When Harry walked in she wasn't looking at him, but she knew he was here. It was as if she could sense his presence and her body wanted to turn and look at him."Move."Brooklyn stiffened when she heard his voice and Cassie paled. "B-but... But this is m-my seat," Cassie said."Move," Harry repeated, his voice cold and he wasn't asking."Don't move, ignore him," Brooklyn said to Cassie. "He's just being an ass.""I won't ask again," Harry warned."You weren't exactly asking in the first place," Brooklyn
Brooklyn shut her locker just as the bell rang and she sighed, looking up at Harry who was standing next to her."I have work at 5, maybe we can do this another-""We've got more than enough time to talk," Harry said. "Lets go, babe."Brooklyn narrowed her eyes, but Harry ignored her as they made their way to his car."Hey," he said once he got in the drivers seat. He reached over and cupped Brooklyn's face."Don't!" Brooklyn snapped, slapping Harry's hand away and stopping the sparks. "Don't touch me!"Harry gently cupped Brooklyn's face again and brushed his thumb over the bruise. "How is it?" He asked lowly.Brooklyn looked into Harry's green eyes and swallowed. "F-fine.""And your back?" He asked and slid his hand down, gently holding the back of Brooklyn's head and tangling his fingers in her hair.Brooklyn sighed softly and shivered when the sparks flooded through her body. "That's fine too," she murmured."You wouldn't lie to me, would you, Brooklyn?" Harry asked as he got clos
It was dark out and there was a constant drizzle in the air. The diner was emptying, it was never busy late at night. Brooklyn looked up from cleaning a table and smiled when she saw the clock nearing 11pm."I'm off," she called to Ben as she made her way out back to get changed. Once her jumper was on and apron off she made her way back to the diner and sighed when she saw a familiar face."What are you doing here?" She snapped, narrowing her eyes at Harry."It's raining, I thought you might appreciate a lift," Harry shrugged and stuffed his hands into his pockets."Well I don't," Brooklyn muttered and looked outside. The drizzle had turned into heavy rain.Harry raised an eyebrow. "Come on, the car's running.""I'm not going with you.""Babe, it's raining and it's late out, I'm not letting you walk home alone.""Harry!" She huffed. "Just get it through your thick skull that I don't want to see you!""If only I believed you," Harry whispered as he walked up to Brooklyn. He gently cup
Brooklyn was determined as she walked to school the next day. She was determined to ignore Harry. She was mortified when he dropped her home last night. She can't believe that she had sex with him again, even after the argument."Stupid, stupid, stupid girl!" Brooklyn said to herself and shook her head. "I can't believe you- ah! Control your freaking hormones, Brooklyn!"Brooklyn could feel Harry in her head and she groaned. "Get out! And don't even try and pick me up today, mister! I refuse! I refuse you! I refuse to acknowledge you! I refuse- I just refuse everything!"Brooklyn looked across the road and smiled awkwardly at a girl who was staring at her weirdly."Great, now she thinks I'm a lunatic," Brooklyn muttered and rolled her eyes. Brooklyn groaned and took a deep breath.Her head was all over the place and she blamed Harry, but also the four cups of extremely caffeinated coffee she had drunk this morning as she didn't get much sleep last night. Again Harry's fault, but also
Brooklyn closed her eyes and built the wall, blocking Harry from her mind. Harry's eyes went dark and Brooklyn ducked and rushed off before she saw anything else.She had begun to realise that the more she hid the angrier Harry got. He was scary, but he didn't scare her. She knew he wouldn't harm her."You have that slightly panicked flushed look on your face," Sasha said, bumping into Brooklyn in the hallway and linking arms with her. "Did you spot a certain blond haired guy?""I did.""I heard he punched someone yesterday. Usually it's Greyson that does that," Sasha said. "Either he's just annoyed for no reason, or a certain girl is causing his anger.""He's just an angry person, nothing to do with me," Brooklyn shrugged."Oh really?""Really.""How about we ditch school and go shopping? I have a date and need an outfit," Sasha said."Austin finally asked you out!" Brooklyn gasped."He did," Sasha blushed."Screw school, lets go!" Brooklyn grinned and Sasha laughed and the girls tur
"What the hell are you doing here?" Brandon demanded as he stormed into the hospital room where Brooklyn was, hooked up to various wires and machines."Now is not the time to annoy me, Brandon," Harry warned, not looking up from Brooklyn. He was seated next to her, holding her hand tightly. "You're lucky I even called you.""Oh my gosh!" Brooklyn's aunt and uncle rushed into the room and gasped at the sight of their battered niece."I'm going to find a doctor," Brooklyn's uncle stuttered. "Find out what happened.""Brooke," Brooklyn's aunt whispered and shakily walked over to the bed."They operated on her. She had a tree branch in her stomach. She lost a lot of blood, she nearly didn't make it," Harry said, his voice empty. "She's stable now.""Were you with her when it happened?" Lisa, Brooklyn's aunt asked."No, Brooklyn's friend Sasha was driving. She got away with a mild concussion and a few scrapes.""What happened?" Lisa asked and brushed one of Brooklyn's curls away from her f
Harry sighed. "I'm so glad you're okay, babe," he said."Me too," Brooklyn said honestly. "How's Sasha doing?""I don't care how she's doing, do you think I know?" Harry asked. "She's doing a hell of a lot better than you so she's not worth my time.""Harry!" Brooklyn scolded. "She's my friend!""And she crashed you into a tree," Harry said. "I think I'm justified to not like her.""You're not the one who crashed," Brooklyn said. "You're not justified at all.""I don't care either way," Harry shrugged. "You're the only person I care about.""Ace said he's never seen you care about someone like you do with me," Brooklyn blurted."Ace needs to keep his mouth shut," Harry growled."Is it true?" Brooklyn asked."Yes," Harry said simply. "I haven't got many people to care about, Brooklyn. I don't get close to people. I don't build relationships with people.""Is it because of what happened with your family?" Brooklyn asked quietly."I'm not a nice person," Harry said. "I don't like people
Brooklyn was asleep, cuddled into Harry's chest. Harry wasn't meant to stay at the hospital over night, but somehow he managed to get away with it.Brooklyn slept peacefully with Harry. She felt no pain. Had no nightmares. She felt safe.Harry brushed Brooklyn's curls from her face and tangled her hair round his fingers."Stop it," Brooklyn grumbled and batted Harry's hand away as she woke."Morning," Harry said. "Sleep well?"Brooklyn shrugged her shoulders and winced as she adjusted her position. "You don't have to stay overnight, Harry.""Knowing you you'll somehow manage to kill yourself if you're left alone," Harry said. "I've got nothing better to do.""That can't be true," Brooklyn said and rolled her eyes. "Why do you want to be stuck babysitting me?""Because it's you," Harry shrugged and stood up, stretching out. Brooklyn watched as his muscles tensed and flexed. "Stop staring, babe.""If you won't leave then you've got to put up with it," Brooklyn said and Harry rolled his