Aurora was sad. It was exactly a week and a half after Harry had brought her, her hamster Rabbit and despite this, Aurora was sad. Aurora had allowed Harry to name the hamster since he was the one who brought her after all, he took this role very seriously and thought long and hard about it for a good five hours before presenting the name Rabbit. Of course there was a very long debate with points such as "Harry you can't name a hamster Rabbit!" And "Why not? Is there a hamster naming rule book?" and well long story short, the hamster is called rabbit.
Harry and Aurora and been together everyday since Harry had moved in 2 weeks ago and you could say they were getting very close. Aurora had been happy for the most part of it, she had her moments but today was different from the moment she woke up and had the overwhelming urge to swallow a handful of pills or slit her wrists, she knew she'd struggle to get through it.
She laid there completely still in her bed with thoughts such as "You don't deserve to live." And "You are a disgusting fat bitch." circling round and round in her head all things he used to tell her until she could hear nothing else. Aurora let heavy sobs wrack over her entire body as she scratched aimlessly and relentlessly at her legs in some sort of attempt to calm herself down. With blood dripping heavily down her legs and tears aimlessly falling down her cheeks Aurora somehow found herself climbing back up through the skylight in the attic and onto the roof. She delicately sat down on the slabs of brick ,burrowing her face into her hands as tears continued to stream out of her eyes. She'd been sat on the roof for around ten minutes seriously debating on ending everything when a fimilair voice called out to her.
"Princess" Harry's voice echoed through the streets making Aurora want to cry even harder. She remained with her face buried in her hands not bothpering to look up.
"Princess?" Harry repeated his voice sounding indefinitly closer, Aurora simply shook her head harshly in response, letting out a strangled sob.
"Princess..please,what's wrong? Your scaring me." Harry called up to her, his voice laced with concern. Aurora's chest suddenly felt heavier as she struggled to breathe, her hands started to shake as she pulled them away from her face. Panic took over her body as her lungs felt like they were caving in, not knowing what to do she looked down at Harry in some sort of plee.
"Aurora is your front door unlocked?" Harry asked quickly, his breathing also picking up. He didnt actually wait for a response before he ran towards her front door, swinging it open revealing the inside. He spent no time looking around, sprinting up the staires two at a time until he saw a ladder leading up to the attic which he guessed is how Aurora got up there in the first place.
Pulling himself up through the skylight Harry steadily balanced himself against the brick before he shuffled quickly over to Aurora.
Harry felt his heart crack in two as he stared at the shaking girl in front of him, blood was caked down her legs and her face showed nothing but fear and sadness. He wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her into his chest as he turned her face to meet his.
"Aurora..princess listen to me. You have to calm down ok?" Harry coaxed, running a hand soothingly up and down her arm. Aurora clutched onto Harry as if her life depended on it as her heart continued to beat at unnatural pace.
"H-Harry..I c-can't.. Br-reathe." Aurora stuttered, looking desperatly into Harry's eyes.
"Aurora..please.. Take deep breathes..ready? In..and out..In..and out. Your doing so well princess." Harry coached, moving his hand to run through Auroras hair. Slowly Aurora took deep breathes in and out focusing on nothing but the sweet things Harry was mumbling to calm her down.
"You're ok Aurora..You're ok..I promise." Harry soothed finaly feeling Auroras breathing slow down.
"Im s-sorry." Aurora choked out, feeling nothing but embarrasment and shame.
"No..No why are you sorry princess?" Harry questioned turning his body right round to meet hers.
"Because..your sat on the roof of your d-depressed neighbough, w-who cant even calm herself down from a p-panic attack." She sobbed looking down at her legs. "I'm s-so sorry."
"Aurora listen to me, you've got nothing to be sorry for ok? You have done nothing wrong what so ever..this is what friends are for, right?" Harry mumbled, a sad smile playing at his lips.
"Right." Aurora whispered in reply even though she thoroughly doubted his words.
"Good..ok princess we need to go back inside now to clean up your legs..they look really sore." Harry said quietly his chest physiclly aching as he stared at the self inflicted wounds on Aurora's legs. Aurora didn't say anything in response, she stood up carefully before walking back over to the skylight and climbing down into the loft shortly followed by Harry.
As they walked into the hallway Harry took a moment to look around, his eyes were met with nothing but plain white walls, there were no pictures, there was no anything. Harry furrowed his eyebrows in confusion but chose not to say anything, simply focusing his attention back on the girl who needed it most.
"Um.. you can go now if you want, I-I don't want to bother you." Aurora spoke up, opening a door that led to the bathroom.
"Aurora im not just going to leave..atleast not before I clean your legs up." He said gently, walking over to the sink to grab a flannel.
"Sit on the edge of the bath." Harry said over his shoulder as he wet the cloth with walm water.
"You dont have to do this you know." Aurora said quietly, dipping her head down in embarrasment.
"I want to do this." Harry murmered crouching down in front of Aurora. "This might sting." He warned before placing the flannel softley on the tops of her thighs, moving it gently in circular motions.
For the most part both of them stayed quiet, Harry occasionally getting up to rinse off the flannel before crouching back down and continuing to clean up the out of place looking wounds on the beautiful, creamy skin of Aurora's thighs.
"Where are your plasters?" Harry asked once he'd washed off the last of the blood.
"Oh..um..I dont have any.." Aurora admitted sheepishly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
"Ok then right..lets go." Harry said, holding his hand out, ready to take hers.
"Go where?" Aurora asked in confusion.
"To my house..I urm..I have plasters." He smiled, motioning to his hand again. Aurora nodded her head silently in response before she reached out her dainty hand that Harry quickly intertwined with his own. Aurora couldnt stop the blush that quickly rose to her cheeks as the feeling of Harry's large hands completly incasing her own consumed her body as they walked down the stairs towards the front door.
The second Harry unlocked his door Aurora felt like crying all over again because Harry's house looked and felt like a proper home. He already had framed pictures of who she guessed were his family everywhere, something Aurora knew she would never have.
"The plasters are in the bathroom you can wait in my bedroom if you want..it's the first door on the left." Harry said, disapeering down the corridor. Aurora climbed the stairs quickly, finding the door that she hoped was the one that led to Harrys bedroom. Cautiously opening it she stepped inside to reveal a fairly simple room that gave off walm and welcoming vibes. All over the walls were more photo's and insperational quotes that he'd pinned up with blue-tac, his bed stood unmade in the middle of the room with pillows scattered around it and various items of clothing littered the floor.
"Sorry..it's quite messy.. I wasn't expecting anyone to be up here." Harry's voice echoed from behind her. She turned around to meet his eyes, with a small smile on her face.
"It's fine." She said, watching as his familiar dimples made there way back onto his cheeks.
"Ok, sit down." Harry ordered lightly, motioning towards his bed, Aurora bit her lip subconciously before agreeing to his request, taking a seat on the very edge. Harry once again crouched down in front of her ripping open the plasters with his teeth before tenderly sticking them down over the deeper cuts.
"Thank you Harry..for everything." Aurora said faintly, meaning every single syllable with all of her heart.
"Hey.. princess it's no problem." Harry said, standing back up and dusting off his jeans.
"I should probably go." Aurora anounced, also standing up so she was next to Harry.
"What? No..I mean you dont have to go..I dont want you to go." Harry stuttered a slight pink dusting his cheeks. "We should do something to cheer you up." He proposed happily, nudging Aurora's shoulder with his own.
"Harry it's fine.. honeslty." Aurora said, feeling guilty for making Harry spend his time on her.
"We are having a disney marathon okay? We can get loads of shitty food and all the pillows from around the house and just watch movies all day.. no questions asked." Harry grinned looking down at Aurora with hopeful eyes.
A similar smile spread over Aurora's face as she looked up at the boy in front of her, a sudden feeling of happiness building in the pit of her stomach.
"Okay." She whispered in response.
So that's what they did.
A/N: I hope this wasn't really shit..anyway I hope you liked it :)