Sorry if this is bad.. Im kinda rushing because I have school and homework. Plus, im going to a party today. I'm sorry xxxxxx
*Maeve's POV*
"Who's Timothy?" Harry asked me. I could see in his eyes that he was hurt.
I looked away from him. I didn't want to tell him. "Nobody," I said as I got out of the car and shutting the car door behind me.
"Maeve! Where are you going?!" I kept walking towards Eleanor's house. I mean, Harry does know El. But she doesn't exactly know where she lives.
He kept driving beside me. "Stop it!" I yelled at him. Can't he just leave a girl alone, for once? "No! Where are you going?" He stopped driving. I looked at him. "Can you please tell me?"
I didn't want to tell him but I guess I had too. "I'm going to Eleanor's house." He took a deep breath and sighed. "Would you like a ride there?" I nodded and hopped in. "Take a left. Then straight. Then right. Yep, right here."
I took his hand and rubbed it. "I'm okay, Harry. Thanks for worrying about me," He smiled and squeezed my hand. "You're welcome." We got out of the car and knocked on Eleanor's front door. "Who is it?" I heard her yell from the living room. "It's Maeve! Get up and open the door please!" She opened the door and immediately looked at Harry. "Welllll.. Who's this lad, eh?"
"This is Harry. He's my.. uhh.." I looked at him and he spoke up. "Her.. uhh.. crush.. boyfriend.. thing."
"Uhh. Ok." She looked at me. "Come in!" I hugged her and went into the house. Harry introduced himself and walked in as well.
"So, what have you been up to lately?" She said as she popped a blue rasberry Jolly Rancher into her mouth.
"Just, you know. Hanging out I guess." She smiled and wiggled her eyebrows at me. I giggled and hit her thigh. "El! Really?! He's right next to me! And no I didnt do it with him." Harry threw his head back and started laughing. "Let's go to your room?" We nodded in unison and left Harry out on the couch in the living room, laughing his ass off.
I shut her bedroom door and sat down on her carpet floor.
"This isn't like you, Maeve. We usually laugh, like whatever his name is doing down there. Something's up." I looked at her and pointed to my eye.
"It looks normal?" She said. I went to her bathroom and washed my face. "Now look at it," I sat down in front of her again.
"Oh my god.." She lightly touched it, just like Harry did. "Who did this? Was it the dude downstairs? OH I'LL GIVE HIM A POP IN THE MOUTH IF HE TOUCHES YOU AGA-"
"Stop! It wasn't Harry!" She had a questioned look on her face. "It was Timothy Daley." She now had a serious face on. "Why would he do that to you?"
"I'm basically his slave. I do anything for him. He makes me do it. This happened the other night at the ally because he told me to do so. I tried to fight, and stand up for myself, but he hit me in the eye and slapped me in the face. I'm getting sick of it. All he ever does is abuse me, and I just want it to end!" I said with anger. I wiped the tears away and looked at her.
"I never knew he did that to you.. I'm so sorry, Maeve." We hugged each other. I sighed in relief.
"Thanks. I needed to get it off my chest," I looked around the room and looked back at her. "Think we should go back downstairs?" She giggled and nodded. I opened the door and ran downstairs. I saw Harry look up at me.
"What were you guys talking about?"
"Nothing." I said as I looked down at the floor. El nudged me, as if I should tell him. I gave her a glare and sighed.
"Fine. Timothy is abusing me. The one who is bullying me?" He didn't say a word. He was stunned. "That's where I got the black eye. From him."
"Are.. are you serious?" I nodded. He came up to me and caressed my cheek.
"I'm so sorry." With that he kissed me. On the lips. It was so passionate and loving, he really did mean it.
He stopped and look at me. I looked into his green orbs as he looked into my brown eyes.
"I love you." He said and gave me one more peck on the lips.
"THAT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL." El said. We both blushed as we turned to face her. "Really, El?"
"Sorry, but it was cute!"
