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
Weeks passed and after many trips back and forth to the hospital Brooklyn was finally declared fit enough to return to school."I never thought I'd be happy about going to school," Brooklyn said as she looked up at the miserable looking building in front of her.Brandon laughed and shut the door to his car. "I'm glad you're back, B.""I should say it's good to be back," Brooklyn said. "But it's not. I mean it's great that I'm able to come back and I'm glad I am, but I'm really not looking forward to French first period."Brandon rolled his eyes. "Oh the struggles you have in your life," he said sarcastically. "Come on, let's get inside."Brandon ending up leaving Brooklyn as soon as she set foot inside the building. He got sick of the amount of people approaching Brooklyn to see how she was. He wasn't a fan of lots of people and Brooklyn told him to leave her."You're back soon," Austin said to Brooklyn when he noticed her by her locker."Fast healer me," Brooklyn grinned. "Is Sasha h
Harry helped Brooklyn out of his car, pulling her up gently, trying not to hurt her stomach."You okay?" He asked, flinching when Brooklyn groaned in pain."Fine," she said. "It just twinges."Harry gave Brooklyn a look, but linked his fingers with hers and walked towards the diner. It was relatively busy, it always was after school.Brooklyn spotted Ben behind the counter talking to someone with their back to them. Ben smiled and waved at Brooklyn."Don't go and talk to people," Harry muttered and rolled his eyes when Brooklyn pulled him over to her manager. "Of course she goes and talks to people.""Brooke! How are you?" Ben asked."Alive," Brooklyn said with a laugh."Real funny, Brooklyn," Harry said sarcastically."Shut up," Brooklyn said. "I'm okay, the doctor said I wasn't allowed back to work yet.""That's fine, take all the time you need," Ben smiled. "My brother said he'd help out until you were back." Ben gestured to the guy they had yet to see."How wonderful, lets go, bab
"I don't want to study anymore," Harry growled and leaned over and kissed Brooklyn's neck."Harry, no," Brooklyn said and pulled away from him. They were both lying on his bed with books scattered in front of them."You hate school, you hate studying," Harry mumbled. "Take a break.""You take a break," Brooklyn said."I am," Harry said. "With you.""No-"Harry grabbed Brooklyn's shoulders and gently turned her so she was lying on her back, looking up at Harry. "Yes," Harry said. "We have all night to study.""I want to study now," Brooklyn said and gasped when Harry trailed kisses down her neck."No you don't," he said."No, I won't let you distract me, Harry!""Oh really?" Harry wondered and kissed her jawline, sucking on her skin."Y-yeah. I was really starting to understand those French words.""You were?""Uh huh," Brooklyn nodded."Babe," Harry sighed, "tais-toi et embrasses-moi.""I have no idea what you just said-"Harry's lips stopped Brooklyn talking and she gasped, surprised
"They should teach this in class," Harry whispered as Brooklyn and him pulled away to catch their breath. "French kissing this good is a skill.""I'm sure I've had better," Brooklyn shrugged."Don't lie to me," Harry growled and leaned in again.Brooklyn moaned softly and wrapped her arms around Harry's neck. Their lips moved in sync, their tongues brushing each other's.They had yet to achieve much studying.Harry slowly moved his hands down to Brooklyn's jean skirt and paused, waiting to see if Brooklyn pushed him away.She didn't.Harry easily undid the button and tugged them down, pulling her underwear down at the same time. Within seconds they were on the floor and Brooklyn grabbed Harry's tshirt, lifting it up above his head. Harry's jeans were gone next, and then he was straddling Brooklyn, kissing her neck, nibbling her collarbone on the spot where his mark would one day lay."Stop kissing me and take your freaking underwear off!" Brooklyn huffed and pulled at the waistline of