One Direction Imagines and Preferences Book 3

#472 you wipe his tears away - managers assistant

Harry:It's quite odd; you've nevere imagined him crying, nor thought he is the person easy to break. But if you could picture it inside of your mind, it wouldn't be as painful as this, for sure. The scene in front of you seems surreal, every movement you make seeming enough to break him, his body feeling so vulnerable inside of your arms. Yet another sob builds up his troath as he nuzzles his head deeer in the fabric of your shirt, long fingers tugging at soft cloth as he's trying to escape the feeling. "Shh", you whisper, no bullshittinglike 'it's fine' or 'you're alright' because he clearly isn't. The only thing you do is bring his body closer to your chest, shaky finger gliding over his cheek removing every evidence of his tears.