It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone

(Linkin Park – Easier to run)

"Wh…wha…what? I mean what? You're only seventeen? How come you're only seventeen?"

Harry looked at him deviously. "Mister Malfoy It's not that I don't like a good old Scotch, I simply thought that you would like me better if I played a good boy."

"No, I mean… you're only seventeen?"

He looked at him stupidly. "Well seventeen years and nine months ago my parents decided to make a baby and then…"

"No!! I mean… you look older, you look at least 22."

Black haired man popped himself on a sofa, looking at the ceiling. "I will be eighteen in one month you know. Exactly one month from now" His legs were bungling over the edge while his body was lied down. He sure made a contrast, his black and grey outfit versus white leather sofa. Draco couldn't help but to notice pale and silky skin that came out on his hips.

"So I've been told." He made a pause and looked at Draco. "I really would appreciate if you stopped starring at me Mr. Malfoy. It's not that you're unattractive," Draco almost choked on air and Harry smirked again "I just don't like the feeling of being watched"

"M'sorry ." Draco apologized quickly. He didn't want the other one to know how flustered he really was. But he soon realized that there's a man lying on a couch. What would people think if someone entered now? "Hey you can't just lie here like that. I mean what if someone walks in?"

"So what if someone walks in… I didn't sleep for 2 days and I've been waiting for you for at least four hours, bored out of my fucking mind. I'll just close my eyes for a minute"

"How come you didn't slee… No, I mean no, you can't sleep here. This is an office; it most certainly is not a hotel."

"I said I'll close my eyes for just one fucking minute. You can give me a minute right, or is even that too fucking much. However…you can leave for all I care, I'll be out in a minute or even better, I'll jump off the window. I think I have better chances of survival jumping, than risking to meet red head monster."

"Ok, I'll give you a minute," Draco said, smirking to himself. Jamie could be tough sometimes.

He got up form his chair to mini bar. He took one of the glasses and put in three cubes of ice. Then he purred himself a glass of whiskey.

He looked at the man lying 3 feet away and couldn't help but to feel attracted to him. No not a man, a teenager he reminded himself, a teenager.

He truly was gorgeous. Draco walked towards the window again and slowly sipped his drink. One of his best moments after all of the work was done. He didn't want to go home yet. He liked his apartment, he did, but sometimes there were just so many things which reminded him what he could have done different. The night was so beautiful you could see all of the stars in the sky. Draco still played a game, like when he was a child and someone told him that most of the stars you're seeing, there aren't really there anymore, they passed away. We still see them though, because they are so far away and light needs a lot of time to signal their death.

The London's Big Ben announced midnight. Draco got up and walked towards Harry. He poked him gently.

"Harry! Harry wake up, you need to go home, I need to go home."

A soft yawn was heard as lifted himself without noticing that blonde was standing very close, too close. Harry didn't open his eyes until it was too late… They were so close Draco finally noticed that Harry's eyes weren't black. No they weren't black, they were dark green. Dark green like rain forest, mysterious and quiet… quiet in a way when you ignore singing of the birds or deep breathing of some other animals. So peacefully quiet.

Draco slowly lifted his hand to touch his face. So beautiful, so beautiful you could spend your life doing just that. Watching him, admiring his unique beauty. The skin that was lightly tanned and smooth; looked so touchable, so kissable, so damn perfect it looked like as it was made of marble.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing you brainless git?" Harry scrambled away from him. "I SAID I don't like being touched!" Draco's hand felt like on fire and quickly moved away form his face.

"I'm sorry."

"Well you should be you asshole, how can you forget what I said just half an hour ago? God…"

There was a moment when they were simply looking at each other. The younger one seething at the older one.

"What?" asked Harry, looking suspiciously. "Is there something else you want?"

You don't want to know…just yet, Draco said to himself.

"You really should be getting home kid." He said and picked his coat.

"No I'm not, not until you tell me when do I start working and how do I get paid. And don't you dare calling me kid, I'm sure I've went through a lot more than you in your perfect little life."

"Tomorrow six o'clock sharp, photo shooting's on the third floor."

"Fine."

And he was gone.

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"Ok, yes that's fine. Now move your right hand closer to your face, that's good… no, no, don't smile, don't smile. Look like you just had the best orgasm in your life…"

Draco walked into the room and watched how the photo shooting was going on. Harry proved himself to be less rebellious while he was working and that was good. They made about two hundred shoots and they were all very professional. He seemed to get along with most of people, except for Jamie. Using every detail he could to drive her crazy… it was fun to watch… most of the time.

"Draco… Draco…DRACO!"

Blonde quickly snapped out of his daydreaming and looked at the person who was yelling at him.

Melanie… what was wrong this time.

"Yes."

"I need to talk to you about something." She said that in a quiet manner, not to disturb other people, but sometimes whispering causes exactly what you didn't want to. Most of the people looked at her. What do you need to talk to him about?

"I'm coming." Draco said and walked out of the room.

They walked pass most of the people, Draco still watching Harry, when Melanie jerked his hand.

"Walk!" she snapped.

"So… what is it?"

"Tell me, Draco, how well do you know Harry Potter?"

He was startled. "How well do I know him? I wouldn't say I know him, I just think he's rebellious teenager."

"You know when Bennington told you that Potter seems to be inappropriate."

"Yes…" he looked at her skeptically.

"Well he is, I mean not inappropriate but he… It looks like he doesn't have a home?"

"What?!"

"Yes, I mean he was staying in orphanage for one year but three months ago he ran away. I think there was an incident and he thought he would be better on his own. And for God's sake, he's not even 18; he's not even of age."

Draco Malfoy didn't seem to know what to think. There were splashes of moments in his head. Teenager lying on his sofa, not even eighteen… What was going to happen with him now? Was the orphanage going to take him back, lock him away because he ran away? Why the hell was he in orphanage? What was wrong with his past? There were so many questions, so many questions that needed answers that needed answers now.

"Get him into my office," Draco said through clenched teeth. He wasn't so angry since…

"But wouldn't it better to calm down a bit…"

"Get him into my office NOW!" He roared as his phone rang.

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"You wanted to see me Mister Malfoy."

"Would you take your seat Harry Potter?"

Harry sat down on the sofa, the one he was laying on the first time he came to this office. There was a slight difference now, this time he was sitting his back up straight and his eyes focused on Draco.

"Do you have any idea what you just put me through you little egoistic prat?"

Harry looked up "I said don't call me those nam-

"SILENCE!"

"Oh, okay."

"So, to start again. Do you have any idea what you just put me through? Do you know what the press will do to us knowing I hired a minor, with no home no less? I know that you ran away form the orphanage…" he looked at Harry for a moment. "Look Potter, Harry… I don't want to start asking questions about your past or your parents. Could you just please, umm, tell me where you have been staying for the past two weeks."

"Around…"

"How do you mean around, you can't just live around, it's not a place, hell it's not even a word for me and it most certainly it is not a home. You should have told someone Harry. I'm sure there are people that are worried for you, at least somewhere."

"Yea that's right," Harry shot a death glare at him. "You don't want to judge me? You don't want to ask about my past? You want to know if there's someone out there who gives a shit about ME? Let me tell you something Mister Malfoy. There is no one who gives a flying fuck about me. There never was. I never even had a home. So don't you dare playing know-it-all and thinking you know something."

Draco looked at him carefully-

"Don't you dare look at me like that. You wanna know about my past, well there it is. My parents were murdered right in front of my eyes, I had to testify when I was still in a fucking kindergarten. I was staying with my relatives and until the age of 10 I was fine so to say. But since then, people started noticing something. Yea, did know that Harry looks fuckable, he's so cute, everyone notices it. Yea our little helpless Harry is so handsome let's rape him. And since then my own uncle started raping me and abusing me, his wife knew but she never did anything! That fucking BITCH didn't do ANYTHING! That's why I don't want to be fucking touched. I still feel his fingers touching me, marking me like he fucking owned me. But he didn't know something; he didn't know that I don't belong to anyone. I'm my own person. So I ran away, was put into an orphanage, get bored there and ran away. So are you happy now, now that you know the truth behind the scenes?"

"Oh and Mister Malfoy," he said with a sweet voice. "I truly am sorry for the inconvenience that I may have caused. I'll be on my way then, goodbye."

And he walked out, it seemed as if he walked out of Draco's life. When he shut the door Draco winced slightly but didn't care much about the shock. The only thing, person he could think about right now was Harry, Harry Potter. The boy that was abused, that was raped held so much bottled anger inside. In normal circumstances every other person would get mad or become suicidal.

What kind of sick person rapes a 10 years old child, or worse, what kind of fucked up person is letting him do it?

But then it hit him, Harry just ran out to nowhere and Draco let him. He let him get away once more.

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"Harry would you please let me talk to you. I said I don't care anymore what others might think. I think you need this job more than anyone else and I'm giving you a choice."

Draco was following him down the road for at least half an hour, but Harry didn't seem to care. He was looking at the ground and acted like he was deaf of completely ignorant.

"Harry, can you just stop and look at me."

Slowly, as if he was high on something, Harry turned around and lifted his eyes to look at Draco. You couldn't describe what he was feeling now, but even if you could you wouldn't dare. His eyes were almost completely dark and there were long lines of tears running down his face. He still had some mascara from photo shooting so his upper part of face, around his eyes, was covered with mixture of salty tears and black paint.

"Harry I'm giving you a cha- LOOK OUT!"

Crash…

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