Chapter 4 -
My hand falls to my side when I see Joe looking at me like he wanted me dead there and then, his look drained my energy out of my body. I was now afraid of him.
Serena disappeared as usual, Harry pulled me in wondering what was the matter,
"Anything wrong?" He asks stroking my cheek with his hand, I was speechless with his action, he was confident.
"Er.. Yeah" I smile and gently kiss his lips effortless, I was still weak.
He tugged me even further into school making me groan digging my feet into the gravel, he chuckled then swooped me off my feet, carrying me bridal style,
"Harry.." I whispered into his ear, the grip he held on my legs tighten then loosens, he gazed into my eyes, his eyes seem different from only three days ago, they have a certain undefinable sparkle to them. Alluring and sensual, with a touch of mischief.
He's changed, not like I didn't like it, but I liked 'wimpy' Harry.
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I walked through one of the dark corridors no one really uses, I felt like I needed some alone time. I got a text from Harry where I was but I ignored it.
"Ah. The cowered told her brother I kissed her?!" I turn around not in time as he grabbed my her throwing me to the wall, I looked up seeing Joe at his worst.
"Just leave me alone." I whispered trying to pull myself up but getting pulled up by my hair then hitting my wrists to the wall pinning me,
"Say anything else and I'll fucking do something to that boy... Harry?" He roared in my ear, as I Indrawn.
Joe lets go of me making me slide down the wall, I was once again weak. He walks away cursing under his breath as I cupped my face weeping into my hands, I couldn't tell no one.
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"Nicole?" I turn around my heart in my mouth, 'please not be Joe' kept repeating in my mind.
I sigh in relief seeing Harry's happy glow holding his money up to me,
"Look... No money was took off me all day" he sounded over joyed, until he took both my hands seeing more red marks appear on my skin, he looks back up concerned,
"Who did this." His raspy tone comes back again, I moaned as he brushed his lips over my sore wrist trying to kiss them better but sadly not working, I tried to ignore the question but I knew he was waiting as his eyes was still watching me,
"I will tell you tonight.." I smile forcing my wrist out of his delicate grip making the throbbing worse.
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