Hideaway [h.s]

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"Well what is it?" She asks- making me swallow the lump in my throat.

"Uhm.. well," I begin while looking down at my single ring, twisting it on my middle finger in anxiousness. "It's stupid for me to ask, but- erm.." I stutter and try to find the words to speak. This was so hard and I couldn't stress enough about it. It's just a question- grow up Harry.

"Go on." She says with sympathy in her voice. I look up at her worried expression which made this all so much more real.

"Elizabeth and I have been living in that foster home for a long time now and I was hoping that since because I'm here everyday anyway with Adrian and stuff, that you'd maybe consider erm- adopting us? I-I know it's a lot but you wouldn't have to treat us like your kids or anything. We won't invade on things like Christmas or expect things on birthdays and stuff- we just need to get out of that house. Even if it was just Elizabeth I would understand- I just don't want her to have to live there anymore. It-it's been far too long in that place." I spill out, feeling my hands shake slightly and the need for air was killing me. I felt like I was drowning just by confessing such things- for asking of such things.

She was shocked, wide eyed and everything. She didn't expect me to say these things- and frankly I still didn't expect I was gonna say them either. It's just that, Adrian and I have been friends for a long time now and I know them really well- no one will ever adopt Elizabeth and I if it's not Mary.

"Oh..Harry.." She looks at her hands that were on the desk. Her eyes looked anywhere but mine and when I realized she was trying to figure out what to say- I understood the answer was no.

When it almost felt like the ground shook with my heart racing even faster and my blood running cold- I came to know that I should've never asked this, and that Elizabeth and I would never have a family.

"Harry I can't- I'm really sorry." She admits, just making what little part I had left in my heart break. My head pounded of anxiety and my soul swelled of rejection. She looked into my eyes for a second and it was enough to filter my sadness into anger.

"No, you know what- forget it. I'm sorry for inconveniencing you and your perfect little family. You don't have to worry about me coming around anymore." I feel my blood boil, muttering these words to the person that treated me like family.

I turn around and start to storm off, not being able to stand in front of her after what I just said.

"Harry wait!" I hear her yell as I run to the door across the large library. I can't be here, not ever anymore. I knew this would happen. I was so stupid to think I ever had a chance at something like a normal fucking life.

As I was so close to the door a small person walked around the corner of the aisle, making me run into them before I had to chance to stop my running.

The little girl stumbles back, the pencil crayons in her hands flying all over the ground as she looses her balance. In reflex I grab her wrists so she doesn't fall backwards. The pencils roll all over the carpeted floors as I realize I ran into Adrian's little sister.

I let go of her wrists when she regained her balance, seeing how she was in a soft pink dress and had long hair that was all in her face.

"Watch where you're going." She says under her breath in frustration, crouching down to pick up the mess I made and moving the hair out of her face with her small hands.

I crouch down in instinct to help pick the quiet sisters pencil crayons up. Together we gathered them together silently, putting them all back in her blue pencil box. While scrambling to pick them all up, at the same time we both look from the ground to each other. The eight year old had big brown eyes and long eyelashes framing them, looking at me for what feels like the first time.