Persecute

*Keona's POV*

"Get back here you little bitch!" Some blurry-faced man yelled , chasing after me. I ran harder and harder, faster and faster. My legs began to feel like rubber, and I could feel them start to give up. I entered a dark alley way to try and loose the man, only to reach a dead end. I curled up in a ball against the wall, letting my tears glide down my cheeks. His footsteps grew closer and closer to my limp body.

"Got you"


I shot up from my bed, fear from my nightmare erupting throughout my body. I felt tears return to my eyes and I quickly got out of bed. I didn't want to cut, I wanted to get better. So to avoid that, I got on an oversized sweater, Converse, and got my phone off it's charger. I quietly creeped down stairs to not wake Mrs- mom.

Once I was outside, the tears still streaming down my face, I pulled out my phone and dialed the first number on my contact list; not knowing who I was going to be speaking to.

"Hello?" Said a deep, raspy, tired voice that I didn't want to hear.

"O-oh s-sorry H-H-Harry... I-I'll call s-s-someone else.." I stuttered, obvious I was crying.

"Wait! Keona! What's wrong?" He spoke quickly.

"N-nothing.. I just had a nightmare, and I feel like I'm a danger to myself.." I mumbled.

"That's it," he spoke, "I'm coming to get you."

"Harry, don't be crazy, it's one in the morning, I'll just call Za-"

"Stop." Rustling noises were heard as he scrambled around, "Wait right in front of your house."

I let out a loud sigh,"Okay."

I hung up and took a seat on a bench by a road light. There was a light sprinkle of rain that fell upon me and the darkened earth. I looked down between my feet, where a puddle was beginning to form. I look stared at my ugly reflection that Harry will never love. The thought of him made tears fall down my face at a more rapid pace.

"I hate you." I spat at my reflection.

"Now, don't say that." Said a familiar voice.

I looked up to be met by beautiful emerald eyes. "H-Hi Harry..."

"Come on love." He held his hand out.

He helped me stand up and tried to ravel his fingers between mine, but I shook his grip off my hand. He let out a sigh, and we walked the rest of the way in silence.

*Harry's POV*

Keona and I laid down in my bed, and I tried to pull her over to me but she moved out of my arms and moved over to the other side of the bed, her back facing me. I silently let a tear roll down my cheek, and lay on my back as I tried to sleep. I was probably almost asleep when a sniffle woke me up.

I slowly turned my head to look at Keona, and saw as her body shook with silent sobs.

"Kay, baby please, look at me." I propped myself up on one elbow and draped one arm over her. I slowly peeked her her turned body, and watched as she scratched her wrist violently.

"Keona! Stop it!" I exclaimed, grabbing her now bleeding wrist.

I rolled her sleeve up and saw three new cuts on it. "Keona... y-you cut again?!?" I exclaimed.

"Let go of me Harry!" She cried.

She tried to get out of my bed and run, but I grabbed her. I placed her shaking shaking body under mine as I was propped on my elbow. "Shhhh...baby... i-it's okay.." Tears pricked my eyes as I watched her continue to cry. "I-I-It's g-gonna b-be o-oh-ok-k...." I couldn't hold it in anymore and I let the sob out of my body.

I dug my face in her neck and cried the hardest I ever have. Keona was in so much pain. My Keona. I feel like I've lost her. And it's such a horrible feeling.

"P-please baby... c-come b-b-back t-to me.." I whispered.

She wrapped her limp arms hesitantly around my body as I pulled away to look at her face. I couldn't help but kiss her nose, then her cheeks, forehead, and chin. I moved down to her jawline, making sure to pepper kisses along her skin. I snaked down to her neck and embraced every part of it.

I got to her chest and kissed her collar bones, and in between her breasts. I know she didn't want me to, but I placed a gentle kiss on top of both of her boobs, no matter her opinion. I moved to her stomach, a little upset that I could feel her ribs, but planted soft kisses on every piece of her beautiful skin. She began to shake as I got to her lower region. kiss both of her upper thighs, and right above her 'lady parts'.

I pecked her inner thighs and slowly kissed her clit. I made sure to kiss the rest of her legs and every part of her ravishing body- and I mean every part. I crawled back up to her face and was pleased to see she had stopped crying. I then very slowly connected our lips, relived that she kissed me back. She gave me access so I slipped my tongue in her mouth. I explored every inch of her mouth as she pulled gently on my curls. I would be lying if I said it wasn't a massive turn-on for me.

I was surprised when she pushed me, and straddled my waist, kissing me again. Her hands reached for the hem of my shirt- but I had stopped her. She looked at me confused but I just sat upright so I could face her.

"This isn't right Keona," Tears sprung in her eyes, and I could hear her heart shattering. "It's not truly what you want. I mean... maybe not now. Not just after Ron." I whispered, putting a strand of hair behind her ear.

She placed her head against my chest and started to cry again. "I just... I just w-want to... I just want t-to show it.." She choked between her sobs.

"Show what love?"

it took her at least ten seconds for her to answer, "How much I love you." She spoke quietly.

I could feel my body freeze. I knew she liked me... but now she loves me?

She quickly continued on, "I know it sounds weird, but it's the truth. When I saw you with Adrianna... I didn't know what to think. If she wasn't such a bitch, I would say she's perfect for you. She's beautiful, skinny, tall, confident, and adored by people. The perfect definition of Barbie. But I'm just... me. I know you'll never love me, but I should've known. A broken girl and her ex-bully were never meant to be. I'll just stop wasting your time." She whispered.

She got up and grabbed her sweater, shoes, and phone, quickly stumbling out the door.

Notes

hey...

Aby here...

So I just wanna come out with some things:
1) I'm such a terrible author, I'm so sorry my loves
2) Jule's dad deleted her account ): so your only good author won't be writing anymore
3) Was the chapter too quick? Too much love? Too less?

XxX,
Aby