LILY'S P.O.V.
I laid there as I started at the ceiling in Harry's bedroom. I thought mostly about last night and how I'd relive it in a split second. He made me feel special like in a way I haven't felt. Not a special like how you get a lot of presents on your birthday or when a lot of people on a sports team congratulate you but a special way that you can't put in to words. Like he knows I'm the only one for him. Like he can't love anyone else...and I know I couldn't love anyone else. If I loved anyone else, they wouldn't see the love I show with Harry. They wouldn't deserve it. When I'm with Harry I feel like I make him the real person he was before he was inhabited. I know I do. I bring him to life but not only that, I also feel like a new me. I don't think too much on the past or worry about it. If I did then I'd be a basket case and crying all the time, not wanting to leave my room or communicate to anyone. But one day I stumbled upon the most beautiful boy. I didn't mean to fall in love with him, but he changed my world completely around. Fate chose him...not me. I'm so happy I have him in my life and I don't think he will ever understand how happy he makes me.
My mind started to trail off more and more. If it wasn't for me he'd still be stuck in a world of seclusion. No one would know the pain he's in or what he's gone through. No one would understand him. He would have so much bottled up inside with no one to confess to...but one day that all changed and it was because of me. Thinking about last night and how the green in his eyes was there and shimmering more than ever reminds me of the power I have. It reminds me that my love is strong and that no matter who is hurting or is so changed or broken, you still can love and have that quality. Nothing can stop it. There was a different side of him I saw last night. The grey in his eyes became the green they used to be; and it was all because of me.
I looked over and snapped out of my daze as I saw Harry pop his head in the door way.
"Hey, I'm going down stairs to make breakfast." He smiled wide and raced down stairs.
To pass some time before breakfast was ready I decided to take a shower and put my own clothes back on. I got out of the shower and ran my fingers through my hair and let it air dry. I could smell maple syrup in the air but it didn't smell like he was cooking pancakes. My curiosity got to me and I ran down to his kitchen. Harry was making waffles and bacon. The house smelled amazing and it made me more and more hungry.
"That smells delicious." I said as I watched him place strips of bacon in to the frying pan, the sizzling echoing through his colossal kitchen.
"Haha, thanks. I decided waffles would be a nice change, maybe a little out of the ordinary." He turned around and winked at me, his cheeky side grin showing.
"Well no matter how 'out of the ordinary' it is, you're an amazing cook so I'm sure it'll be good." I smiled back at him.
My hunger got more intense as I realized we didn't even eat dinner last night. We were so caught up in ourselves that we forgot to eat...but it's not like I regret anything.
"So did you get a good night sleep?" Harry turned slightly around to look at me from the corner of his eye.
"Yeah, I did actually. You're bed is quite comfy." I winked at him and slightly laughed.
"It is pretty comfy...but it's more comfier with you in it." He turned more towards me and I could see his white, perfect smile. I smiled back and couldn't help but look down and blush.
As I was going to go sit down on the bar stool at the counter there was a loud knock on the door. I couldn't imagine who that was at this time of the morning but as always, I was curious. I saw Harry turn around and freeze. His gaze stared in the direction of the door. This wasn't like him and I knew something was wrong. The knock sounded again, this time louder and harder. I saw Harry race over towards me out of the corner of my eye.
"Lily, I need you to do me a favor, please!" He seemed out of breath.
"Sure. Anything!" I agreed.
"I need you to go in to the down stairs bathroom and lock the door behind you-" He got cut off from the knock at the door, sounding a third time. He turned his head towards the door then back at me. Harry placed both of his hands on my shoulders. I saw worry and panic in his emerald eyes.
"Lock the door and make sure it's locked. Theres a mat on the ground in front of the toilet. Move that and theres a door on the ground."
I started to worry. The way Harry was quickly explaining things, barely having breath to talk, I knew something was wrong.
"Harry, what's going on?" My heart race increased and my heart felt heavy in my chest.
"Lily, listen to me! Open the door on the ground and go in to the basement, ok? You'll be fine, I promise!" His grasp was still tight on my shoulders. I felt tears swell in to my eyes.
"Harry, please tell me what's happening, I'm scared!" The knocks at the door kept getting louder and it turned more in to a banging than a simple knock.
"Lily, just trust me!" He stared in to my eyes for a moment until the next bang was sounded through the house.
"No, I don't want to leave you, Harry, I'm scared!" Tears started gliding down my cheeks. My biggest fear was never seeing Harry again. I couldn't have that happen and I wouldn't let that happen.
"Lily, it's for your safety!"
"What if I lose you?"
"You're not going to lose me, I promise!" He smiled and kissed my forehead. "I love you, now please go!" He looked in to me eyes again. I grabbed his face and pulled him in for a quick, passionate kiss. His lips were full and pleasing and I felt security again.
"I love you." I told him and then I backed away slowly as I watched him turn and walk towards the door. I immediately turned and ran as he started to unlock the door. I approached the bathroom and I could hear the front door open. I went in the bathroom and shut the door. I saw the mat that Harry was talking about. It was maroon and fuzzy. I pulled it away from the toilet and there was a small wooden door in the midst of all the tile. You would never know it was there if you didn't pull the mat away. I opened it and went down the little ladder in to the compact, dark space. I'll admit I'm a tad claustrophobic and being in the situation I am now doesn't make it better.
I felt around for a light or something and I found a small flashlight in the corner. I turned it on and it provided enough light to illuminate the little space. I felt like I was a baby in its mother's womb. I'm glad I don't remember those days.
I thought about my mom and how I've barely talked to her since I've been at Harry's. She had stayed in a hotel after the incident at home, just to be safe and never called the police so that it wouldn't make matters worse. Sounds incredibly crazy but it's for the best. Nick would get his revenge if the police were after him. I was wondering if I'd never see my mom again. I didn't know if this situation I'm in right now is one where I will be ok or it was just said to calm me down. It was probably a lie spoken by Harry but not a bad lie...like I said, he just wanted to calm me down and reassure me.
My mom basically just thought Nick was an intruder in our house and that Harry came to save me "just in time", like some amazing scene from a movie. She doesn't know that the government could get involved and that Nick controls Harry. She also believes that Nick ran away and hasn't been found yet and that he's on the loose. She's totally clueless and that bothers me the most. The fact that I have to lie about my safety to my mom.
It was hard to hear in here but I could hear talking and then I heard nothing. It was silent. The only sound I could hear was my deep breathing and how I was trying to control my breath. I was starting to panic, thinking that Harry was gone but then I heard faint yelling.
"Hey! HEY! NO! STOP! LILY!" I heard my name called by Harry. I flung my head up towards the door above my head. He was yelling but I had no idea what for.
"NICK, STOP!"
And as I heard his name being spoken I knew what was happening. Nick was here for me. He was here to take me as one of his little minions and do whatever he wanted to me, but was he taking Harry, too?
Then, there was a knock at the bathroom door and my thoughts stopped.
"Lily, dear? Are you ok?" The voice was sweet and deceiving.
It was Nick.
I didn't answer, maybe the silence in the bathroom would send him somewhere else, thinking I wasn't in here...but I was wrong, way too wrong.
I heard the bathroom door swing open and my heart was about to fly out of my chest. I felt knots in my stomach. My one question right now was how Nick got in the bathroom.
Then my whole body froze, my heart stopping for sure.
I forgot to lock the door behind me.