The Strings Being Pulled

Ch 18

"Ok, thanks for telling, dismissed." Falker states.

Anna, Peter and Catorce talked about some rival or something. I don't know, I didn't really listen because all I could think about was that fucking question. 'Are you two dating?'

No but why am I thinking about it so much? Harry and Catorce are talking about something but I can't even think about Harry now. As long as I don't turn red then there's nothing to worry about.

"Liza, are you ok?" Harry breaks me out of my thoughts.
"Yes." I lie, no i'm not ok with a dumb question in my head.
"How old are you two?" Catorce asks.
"I'm 18." I answer.
"19." Harry answers.
"Holy damn, you two must be good." Anna suddenly says.

I'm pretty sure Harry knows I just lied to him. He always knows when I'm lying so trying to get away with things is impossible. Hopefully he doesn't ask about it and forgets it because we are with three other people right now. I can only hope for that because it's impossible for that to happen.

"Say, how did you two even end up here?" Peter questions.
"It's a long story." I answer.
"You don't have to tell, I mean I haven't explained how I ended up here." Anna states.
"Yep and she's been here for two years already." Catorce adds.

Oh damn, two years ago I was 16. Anna elbows Catorce for some reason. Honestly, I don't wanna question anything because me and Harry have only been with these people for three hours now.

Oh my fucking nature that question is still in my head. It's gonna kill me, I swear to the holy spirit that I don't like Mr Demon. Ok maybe I do but that's not the point, I just can't turn red red now. I look up and see Harry looking at me, eye contact with him will make this worse.

*4 hours later*

This entire day has been so confusing, me and Harry would just go around with Anna, Peter and Catorce while they talked to some other people and went through papers.

I mean at least i'm more familiar with how things work now and learnt a lot about them. Tomorrow we are gonna head somewhere to talk with one of the mafia's rivals so guess that's cool.

"So, tell me what's been bothering you." Harry asks when go into our room.
"It's nothing." I lie, the stupid question is still in my head.
"We both know lying won't work." Harry states.
"Well I'm not saying." I respond.

Harry stares at me, from nowhere his eyes glances at my lips and then it's back to eye contact. That caught me off guard and I'm doing everything I can to myself from not being red but why is it impossible now?

I'm burning up, this isn't good. How I managed to keep myself from turning into a tomato, I don't know. Harry smirks, I look away instantly. What's wrong with me and my brain today?

"Why won't you?" he asks.
"Because..." my lips shut, he takes a few steps forward and I take a few back. "It's nothing."
"What a terrible liar." he states.

I suddenly feel myself pinned to the wall with both of my wrists above my head and one hand wrapped around it. For some reason I look up and see he's staring at me with glowing eyes. OH MY GOD SOMEONE HELP ME.

Immediately I look down at my feet. Am I ok? About that...a part of me actually likes this so clearly no. Something is very wrong with me, help. Throw me into a pit of poisonous snakes and the snakes are dying because of how I'm burning up right now.

"You don't have to tell me but I'd prefer it if you didn't lie to me either." Harry states.
"Well you didn't have to do this!" I shout, I accidentally look up making eye contact and then my eyes go to his lips.
"Liza." he says firmly.
"What?" I look up at him again.

He stays quiet for a while, his eyes glowing more every second. I'm not sure what he's gonna say but I won't be prepared for it. I'm too red and it is off the charts, I'm a literal tomato now aside from the green leaves.

"Can I kiss you?" he asks.
"...Yes." I answer after some silence.
"Thanks." he smiles and it looks really genuine.

He kisses me letting go of my hands, one hand on my waist and the other on my shoulder. It starts off sweet but turns really fierce in seconds, he pulls me in deepening the kiss. I don't know how the air and strength gets sucked out of me but I'm not complaining.

When we pull away, I'm panting as if I just ran a marathon. My heart is beating like lightning, my lip is a little swollen. I just realized Harry is still holding me, he's comfy but I don't know why he's still holding me.

"Please don't lie to me next time, I wanna be there for you when something is bothering you." Harry states pulling me into a hug. "But I don't wanna pressure you into anything either." his voice is soft, it's really genuine so I have no idea what to say.

It makes me happy, no one has been like this to me and the hug feels like a safe space. I melt into the hug, he doesn't let go and I love it. I could fall asleep right now to be honest.

"Yeah, I'll try." I nod.
"That's good." he replies.
"Mhm..."

Thinking about it, have I always felt this way or did my feelings just start a week ago? Who cares. Harry pulls away, fuck I feel tired.

Today was exhausting but tomorrow will either be more tiring or more fun than be asked a million questions about my life. Those three were interesting, they were surprised when they found out me and Harry don't have a phone because Catorce asked for our phone numbers.

Just hope I'll survive.

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Never gonna give you up