"You are fragile. Behind that bad....ass," I say trying to get the word out, "Exterior you're just simply fragile. But you're not alone. So excuse me but I think I should go," I say to him as his piercing green eyes look right through me.
"You think I'm fragile?" He states on the verge of getting angry. To be honest I was scared but I couldn't show that or else he'd find a way to make me more scared.
"Only you know your story...Harry," I say before walking away. I could have sworn he would have yelled at me or punched me if I stayed. No one calls him Harry! No one....and I just did.