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Harper didn’t argue and simply let Liam lead her down to the bathroom, keeping her other hand around his waist. She kept her pace even with his not wanting to make his leg any worse than it already was by being to slow.

“Yea, I used to be an art student, I was actually in the art department down in the print room when this all started.” If she had been anywhere else she wasn’t sure she would have made it. The art department at one point had been a second home she knew where everything was, the safest place to hide, even where all the nook and crannies where things could hide. “Where were you when this all started?”

Harper hopped up onto the counter, her feet dangled off the edge as she resisted the urge to swing them back and forth. She had ignored turning around and looking in the mirror, by the look of concern on his face earlier she must have looked rather worse for wear.

“Oh, it’s a shame you didn’t get the chance to actually enroll and start a year here. We could have a lot of fun at a few parties you know.” She grinned at him as he brought the towel over soaking it in warm water, oh the parties she used to go too, so much fun.

“I think you were rather lucky honestly.” She leaned a little forward as well as he cleaned the blood off her cheek, a grin still remained on her lips. “This is probably the best place to be out of all the factions in my opinion.”

“Oh I totally am a fun person to be around.” Harper grinned as she noticed the corner of his lips trying to give her a smile. She was sure he would look even more adorable with a smile on his face instead of frowning all the time. “Please, let’s not bring up my grades. I mean they were ok they weren’t super smarty-pants grades but I did enough to get by. Except math, if it wasn’t for tutoring I would have failed it, good thing I only had to take one math class.” Literature wasn’t all that hard, if she had bothered to memorize any of the material but math, still did her no good. Too bad her teachers weren’t around for her to tell them how useless the class still was for her.

Harper leaned her head a little and closed her eyes when he started to scrub her temple, not wanting any water to drip down. She was lucky too, there was a time where she thought about not going back, she had thought about taking a semester off and really trying to figure out what she was going to do but she didn’t. Even now she was beyond happy of her choice.

“No I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else either.” Harper looked up at him before turning her head the other direction, his fingertips tickling her under her chin. “We have all been pretty lucky, I mean yea beyond the whole doom and gloom. Honestly though I don’t think I would have survived if you guys weren’t here. If had been anywhere else…I might have already been chump meat.”

“Ooo, being athletic is really good, even better when you got into a fancy private school for it. Did you ever think about getting a scholarship at university too?” Not that it mattered at the moment Harper thought, feeling a little stupid for asking it in the first place. Unfortunately she was getting used to blurting out things and still not considering the consequences to them. At least she could say that soccer agreed with him, he was certainly fit than most and adorable when he blushed.

“I can fight… Ok so it’s more like being a scrapper with only some martial and kick boxing skills from the few classes I attended its enough to hit a few and get away. The problem would the lack of sleep; the lack of food, the constant talking to myself I would have gone mad. Or I would have done something really incredible stupid and attracted attention to myself I am sure.” She gave a light laugh as she tried not to move too much while he still tried to clean her face. “Really though its been a lot better talking you and the others. It’s like remembering I don’t have to be completely alone.” Harper looked at him still giving him a soft smile, he was really cute, and he would have had rows of lovers flocking to him if he had attended.

Harper felt a little sick watching as Liam washed the towel out into the sink, no wonder he gave her such a look earlier. She knew she had loss some but it had never occurred to her really how much until she could see it. It may have been a terrible idea to run around without any concern earlier. When Liam mentioned about being unsure about soccer Harper didn't respond instead she looked at the ground. There was nothing she could say now to fix it now.

Swinging her legs slowly she thought about the first few weeks after day zero and how there was so much fear and confusion. If it wasn't for Corey, Caroline, and Charlie herding them all together and everyone doing their best to help they would have been fighting to struggle among one another.

Harper looked at Liam as her cheeks grew a faint tinge of red in her cheeks as he mentioned being there for her. She had done her best to avoid getting too close to anyone but now she had people she could call friends again, people she didn't want to lose. "Thank you Liam... You know I will always be there for you too. No matter what I swear it cross my heart." She did the motions before looking up at him, giving him the most sincere smile she could.

Harper watched as Liam turned a new shade of pink, watching as he paused for a moment before reaching for her jaw, turning it to get the last bit along near her neck. The warm water from the towel and the soft touch from his fingers sent a small shiver down her back as she tried not to move, or even give the impression that she had some reaction.

“Your welcome Liam.” She did her best to keep watching him from the corner of eye as he work, noting the length of his soft hair that fell around his cheeks. There was a moment when she wanted to tousle it, even just a moment if he would let her.

“I really appreciate your help with his, I didn’t realize there was so much. I never really took a moment to look in the mirror.” He was now avoiding her look, which brought a bit of a crooked grin to Harper’s face as she leaned forward a little more trying to get him to meet her eyes again.

Harper felt a little bad, it was almost as if she was teasing him just a little bit too much, but not bad enough for her to stop. He was getting too cute to resist, especially with the still lingering blush on his cheeks.

She watched as his dark blue eyes blinked, as he seemed to lose his train of thought only for a moment before recovering. Chuckling softly and then giving him a nod Harper watched as he finished with her dropping his hands away from her. “I feel much better.” Not really, she had enjoyed the attention.

She remained sitting on the counter as he washed his own hands, ignoring the feeling of clean in contrast with her clothes. “I can’t make any promises but I will can tell you I will most certainly try to be more careful from here on out. That means you have to too, don’t think I forgot about your leg.” There was a look of concern on her face before she tugged on something wrapped around her wrist.

“Here.” Holding it out to him it was a bright green sport headband with some sort of blue writing on it. “You can borrow…or keep it just don’t go losing it ok. It’s my favorite color.”