Persecute

*Keona*

I slowly opened my eyes to see who was humming slightly. Harry laid down- wrapping his arms around me as he gazed at the ceiling. A few months ago- I would've been freaked if Harry spoke to me, but now he's kissed me. And called me beautiful.

"You know, staring is rude." Harry smirked- breaking me from my chain of thoughts.

I felt blood rush to my cheeks and I looked down again. His hand came up and gently caressed my cheek. I moved closer to him and wrapped my legs around him. He lifted the covers a bit- and took hold of my wrist. His pointer finger ran over my cuts while his other hand had a gentle grasp on my arm.

"D-did you hurt yourself a-anywhere else?" He asked in a soft voice.

"Why do you wanna know?" I said, stalling time.

"Keona- please. Enough with the games." He sighed.

I sighed and pulled the covers off me- and I showed him my thighs. It was easier since I was wearing shorts. His eyes widened, and then he brought his hand from my wrist to my thighs.

"I've hurt you so badly.." He whispered.

"Harry," I grasped his chin and made him look at me, "It wasn't all you."

"But I caused you some of this pain, didn't I?" he looked at me long and hard as tears welled in his eyes.

I didn't reply to him- how could I?

"Didn't I." he said more sternly.

"O-O-Only a q-quarter of i-it." I whispered, "N-not even that m-much. I'm just not in the right state of mind Harry."

He let out a silent laugh and shook his head in disbelief. He blinked and a tear fell, so he rose his hand and wiped it away.

"How can you be so forgiving Keona?" He stared at me long and hard.

"How can I not Harry? yes- you, Adriana, and Mishella may have... tortured me," He winced when I said tortured, "B-but not everyone is all bad.."

He laid our foreheads together and let out a big sigh. My finger-tips trailed down his arm, leaving goosebumps in it' path. I reached his wrist- and I swear. I thought I saw scars.

*Harry*

Keona's finger-tips traced my arms, making me shudder slightly. She got down to my wrist and froze. Her eye brows scrunched and she sat up. Her hands got a light grasp on my wrist and brought it closer to her face.

Oh shit.

Her face held pure confusion as she traced my old scars.

"What... what are these, Harry?" She asked.

"Does it matter?" I asked quietly.

"I though you didn't understand the whole cutting thing- and you used to self ham?" She looked up at me.

"I don't understand your reason. We all have different reasons."

Her hand wrapped around my wrist as she sighed, "When did you do this?"

"At least two years ago.." I whispered.

She nodded her head- closing her eyes for a brief moment. She took in a deep breath- her eyes held tears, and she tried blinking them away but some managed to fall. I rubbed them away with my thumb and I gently picked up her chin. We leaned closer to each other, and I quickly brought our lips together.

I pulled her closer to me and she straddled my waist, tugging at the curls on the nape of my neck. I moaned slightly and she giggled.

"Found your weak spot." She smiled.

"You're evil." I smiled back.

I laid down with her on my chest, and she pressed a soft kiss to my neck.

"I don't want to go to school today." She mumbled.

"Then let's not," I shrugged, "Let's have it be our day."

She laughed- making me smile. Her laugh is so cute.

"But I do have to go home sometime.." She whispered.

I felt my throat go dry.I sat up, lying her down underneath me. I looked at her thighs again, they were covered in cuts and bruises.

"But look what he did to you.." My finger-tips brushed her bruises.

She shuddered slightly, "I-I know that H-Harry... But I-i can't just r-run away.."

"Why not?" I frowned, "You need to tell the cops, Keona."

"I can't Harry! They won't believe me! Don't you think I've tried?" She shook her head.

"What?"

"I-I called the c-cops the other day... they said I was just a lying, troubled teen... they don't believe me, Harry."

I then heard the door downstairs open. Shit- that might be my mum and Gemma.

"I think Gemma and my mum are home." I groaned, rubbing my temples.

Keona brought the covers back up and around our bodies.

"HARRY?!?" Gemma yelled, "WHERE ARE YOU- YOU GREEN-EYED BASTARD?!"

Keona giggled lightly and brought her hand up to her mouth. Gemma then burst through the door.

"Woahhh.." Gemma smirked, "MUM! HARRY HAS A LADY FRIEND! I REPEAT- YOUR SON IS NO LONGER A LOSER!"

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah- thanks Gem."

"Oh hey Har- who is that?" My mum asked, peering through the doorway.

"You remember Keona, don't you?" I asked as Keona waved.

"Why yes- now did anything happen last night-"

"No! Mum! She is just a friend!" I rushed.

"Damn it," Gemma huffed, "FALSE ALARM EVERYBODY! HARRY IS STILL A LOSER!"

"Language." My mum smacked the side of her head.

Notes

Okay- Sorry, bad/crappy update. I don't know why but I feel like Gemma should act like this in this story so don't judge me y'all XD

Shout out to BloojayLove for making an AMAZING AND BEAUTIFUL recommendation of Jules and I's story! It was honestly SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sweet;)

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