Make You Mine(H.S.)

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"But I could help you!"

"This is not up for discussion," he said seriously.

"I want to help!"

"And I want you to be safe."

Laila's POV

The next day I woke up to find the spot next to me empty. I frowned and got up to look for Harry only to be greeted by Liam right outside the bedroom door. I shrieked in surprise and Liam chuckled.

"I guess I should have sat by the coffee table."

"Ya think?!"

"Sorry about that love. I came to see what you have learned," he chuckled slightly before becoming more serious.

"I haven't really heard anything," I lied. At this point, I was on Harry's side. All the consequences were worth it if he could save his family. His faults were a thing of the past.

I never thought I would make it to this point, but I believe I can finally trust him. He may be my kidnapper, but his intentions in the end, are good. I'll admit the first month was rough, but he was so broken, the only thing he knew we how to do was lash out.

"I think you're lying," Liam said, after what seemed like ages, interrupting my thoughts.

"But I'm not."

"Oh my god," he muttered to himself.

"What?"

He was silent for a while, just pacing back and forth.

"What is it?" I asked impatiently.

"You- you trust him," he spat out.

"I wouldn't go that far-"

"I knew it was a mistake. You got too close to him."

"I just did what you said," I replied as calmly as I could. I could feel my palms starting to sweat and quickly wiped them on my sweatpants.

"You're palms are sweating. " sh*t.

"My hands sweat more than usual, what's it to you?" I replied, attempting to defend myself.

"I can tell when a person is lying Laila. I've been in this business for a long time."

"Why do you want to hurt him so badly?!" I snapped.

"Because he took EVERYTHING away from me!"

"He took maybe 5 years of your life away, big whoop!"

"Is that what he told you? That's all he said?!"

"What do you mean that's all he said? It's what happened," I replied, a little more confused than at first.

"Well he's a bloody liar. For god's sakes he killed my father! The bloody b*stard killed my father!" He yelled and slammed his fist into the wall.

"He did what?!"

"That f**ker killed my father! He killed him! He killed my-"

"Woah, woah Liam," I said soothingly and attempted to rub circles on the broked down man's back. He sobbed into his hands and was shaking a little.

"Bloody b**tard."

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE?!"

My head snapped up to face a fuming Harry who held a boquet of fresh flowers and some pastries in his hands.

Shite. Holy mother of shite we were so screwed.

"Harry I can explain-"

"I will give you 5 seconds to get the hell out of here before I separate your head from your body," he hissed at Liam whose eyes were wider than bowling balls. He quickly got up from where he was and scurried out of the room.

I stared down at the floor and squeezed my eyes shut. Everything was happening at the wrong time.

"As for you," he said slightly less harshly, "You have some serious explaining to do."

I looked guiltily at him and took a deep breath. His ribcage was expanding quicker than usual and his fists were clenched tightly.

I took a step towards him and he backed away.

"Stay right where you are," he warned.

"You might want to sit down for this," I said.

He pulled out a chair causing the wooden legs to screech across the floor. His eyes were watching me, waiting for me to begin.

Author's Note

I know this is kinda short but I've been very busy! Track season is almost over and same with school! Thanks for all the votes and comments! I will hopefully update this weekend/ upcoming week. As for the Zouis and Naughty Boy drama, I'm not fine at all.