Lucy's POV

I woke up and everything was in silence. I guess he was sleeping, this was my chance. I didn't want to wake him up and tell him that I wanted to leave. So I decided to sneak out. I took my bag and went to the hall. I put my shoes on and opened the door slowly. Then I ran down the stair and out on the streets. I had my pyjamas on so that was kinda embarresing. I felt an bump into my chest. Okay Lucy, snap out of it! I looked up, guess who? That dirty bastard who made me outthrown from the hotel.

''Hello there'' he smirked

''Fuck off, will you?'' I said, standing up. He just smiled.

''So where have you been hiding this night?'' he asked, taking my hand. I slapped it.

''None of your buisness'' I said. 

''Did you sleep with.. you know..anyone?'' he asked worried.

''Ops'' I teased. ''Like you care'' I said. He didn't answer.

''Well I fucking hope you know it's all your fault'' I said, rising an eyebrow.

''No, 30% of this is your fault, because you didn't give me the number'' he whined.

''What the fuck, I don't give numbers to anyone.'' I said.

''But you can give it to me''

''You can give a damn shit that I don't'' I said

''Gosh, you're swearing much!'' he exclaimed.

''So?''

''Nothing'' he said.

''Stop being so rude!'' I exclaimed.

''What?!''

''Can you just piss off?'' I said.

''No''.

''Why?'' I asked.

''Because''

''Don't make me fucking push you into a wall again, cause I will'' I said.

''Sexy'' He smirked.

''Shut up!'' I said. ''I'm just gonna leave now. Because I have my fucking pyjamas on!'' I exclaimed.

''Don't go'' he said, grabbing my arm. I turned around. ''You can sleep at my place'' he continued. 

''Oh, yeah, like thats gonna happend, I'm not sleeping at anyones house anymore, one time is enough'' I said.

''What do you mean?'' he asked.

''Well, I slept at an strangers house, kinda weird, I know.'' I said.

''Was he nice?'' he asked.

''Yeah, why?''

''Nevermind, let's go!'' he said, pulling my hand.

''See, our conversation kept longer without violence, I guess that's an good start'' he said.

''Good start on what?'' I asked.

''Uhm..nothing, let's keep walking''

''I was about to kick your ass at first, but I didn't'' I said. He laughed.

''I don't think so, come on, let's get inside!'' he said, pulling me. We went into a little apartment, pretty cute. ''It's cute, I guess'' I said cocky. ''It's nothing special, but it works'' he said, taking his shoes off. 

''And what am I gonna do now?'' I asked.

''Hang out a little'' he answered.

''Pfft, yeah right'' I said, taking the jacket off.

''Ah come on, take it easy, i'm not gonna rape you or something, just relax for a bit'' he said while walking to the livingroom. I walked after. He sat down, so did I, but not even close to him. He disgused me. 

''Why are you serious about everything?'' he asked, rising an eyebrow.

''Why do you even care?''

''Because I want you to relax.'' he said. I stretched with my arms in the air. I was kinda tired. He was just staring at me.

''What?'' I asked. He just stared, he freaked me out. ''WHAT IS IT?!'' I shouted to wake him up from his ''daydreaming''.

''What's on your arm?'' he asked, pointing. My heart bumped. I hid my arm immediately. 

''Nothing, it's just a scratch, you know'' I murmured. 

''No that's not just a scratch, are you fucking cutting yourself?!'' he exclaimed.

''So? It's not your problem anyway, and i'm not cutting myself, silly question'' I said nervously. He sat next to me.

''Shut up and tell the truth'' he said.

''I'm telling the truth, and i'm not telling secrets to strangers anyway'' I murmured.

''Well, I'm Harry''

''Whatever, i'm Lucy'' I said, trying to change subject. He took my arm and kissed the cuts.

''Don't you dare to do that again'' he murmured. I felt guilty for him, he acually cared about what I was doing on my sparetime, well..it's not like i'm cutting myself because it's fun, my dad died in cancer and my mom abuses me. I felt tears was forming in my eyes. I couldn't help it. ''I'm sorry'' I mumbled and sobbed. 

''It's okay'' he said calm and hugged me. I just forgot about what Harry did to me yesterday. He was different. Like an bright side of him. ''I don't know why you even care about me'' I sobbed, trying to hide my feelings.

''Because, I didn't take you here to make you feel uncomfortable, I took you here so you don't have to sleep on a fucking bench!'' he exclaimed. 

''You have been 'knowing' me for like an day, and you do this?'' I asked.

''Yeah, because I like you'' he said.

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