Tortured (complete)

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Jaycie's pov

My eyes start to flutter open and I try to grab my pillow and pull it closer to me. Instead me hand reaches over something hard and warm. I open my eyes fully and see Harry sleeping. Last nights events flood back into my mind and I snuggle into his chest and smile. I breathe in the smell of his cologne that is still slightly lingering. Our kiss was beautiful, my heart was racing so fast I think it might have burst out of my chest. He smiled at me, something I didn't think I would see from him. I hope we can stay like this. It's just not that simple though. Outside of this room and this house, I have a boyfriend, a life. Away from this, Harry has an uncle who beats him and nobody else to care for him. All he has is me now. I put my hand on his check and look at all his features. My hands run through his hair once again and he hums in his sleep. He grabs my hand and intertwines our hands. His eyes are closed, but I know he's awake.

"Good morning," I say.

"Morning," Harry says in his raspy morning voice, his eyes slowly opening. I giggle and get out of bed.

"Do you want breakfast?" I ask.

"Yeah, let me help you," Harry says getting up. He's only wearing his boxers and I cover my eyes.

"I didn't give you pajamas last night did I?" I laugh," sorry."

"It's okay, I usually go to sleep like this anyway."

I walk into the closer and pull out a pair of pants, boxers, and a white shirt. My dad always keeps this here. It's all of his unused stuff.

"Here you go," I say tossing Harry the clothing," you can go take a shower while I make breakfast."

"Thanks," Harry smiles.

I leave and walk into the kitchen. I look through the fridge. The only thing I can find are some microwave pancakes. I prefer them from scratch but this is all we have right now. I put them in and wait for the ding. After a few minutes they're ready and I head upstairs to go see if Harry is done.

"Harry?" I say knocking on the door.

"Yeah," he says.

"Breakfast is ready."

"Okay." The door swings open and Harry stands in front of me. Good thing my dads clothes fit him fine. We walk down the stairs and sit at the table. We both eat with an awkward silence in between us. After we're done we put our plates in the sink and walk over to the tv room and sit on the couch.

"So... What do you want to do today?" I ask Harry.

"Umm, can we stay here?" Harry asks.

"Don't you want to go out?"

"If you want to, but I prefer stay in," Harry says quietly looking down.

I can tell he really doesn't want to. I guess it's just too many people for him and he doesn't like that.

"Okay," I smile.

We sat down and watched movies and talked for hours. I tried to ignore anything that involved anything that would make him feel bad. Before we knew itc it was 5 and we hadn't eaten since breakfast.

"Do you want to go out to eat? I don't really have anything in this house," I laugh.

"S..sure," Harry says.

"Okay, don't worry we can just go to chick-fil-a if you want."

"Yeah that's fine."

I figured he wouldn't want to be too fancy or around too many people. He grabbed his hoodie and pulled it over his head which disappointed me.

We entered the restaurant and went to the counter to order. I ordered my food and I could tell the guy at the counter was checking me out. I looked down and saw that I was only wearing a pair of shorts that showed my legs and I tank top. Harry looks upset when he sees the guy looking me up and down.

"Jaycie, why don't you go and find a table," Harry says.

"Don't tell the lady what to do. A pretty lady such as yourself shouldn't be told what to do. If you were mine, I would treat you right. The fun things we would do," the guy at the counter said smirking and looking straight at my breast.

"Well too bad she's not yours, go find someone else," Harry growled at him. The guy looked at Harry and was stared down from his hard gaze. Harry's height being very intimidating to him. Harry paid and the guy didn't even give us a second look. We sat down at the table and Harry still looked angry. I grabbed his hand and he looked up. His eyes softened and he slightly smiled. I smiled back and the door swung open. I looked at the door and saw Jake walk in. I pulled my hand away right before Jake looked right at us. Jake and I just stared at each other. Harry looked confused and turned around to face Jake. Jake takes his food and walks out of the restaurant.

I breathed out in stress and looked down. My heart was racing and I realize I had been holding my breathe. Harry holds my hand and I already feel better. He rubs circles on my hand and I smile. We finish out food and go back to my house. Harry and I stand outside of my house and I step in. Harry stays inside and just looks at the ground.

"I should be going," Harry says.

"Can you stay until me parents come back?" I ask.

He looks up and smiles at me. I grab his hand and pull him in my house.

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