Escape(Harry Styles)

Chapter 11: Dreaming

~Harry's POV~

I thought I was dreaming.

Here I was cursing myself for becoming so weak and confessing to Hazel the way I did, thinking it made me look cowardly, when really it had helped me. I couldnt help it, it was something I had kept to myself for the last couple years; I just had to tell someone I wasnt really planning to do it so I wouldnt feel like such a terrible person to myself. I had been having dreams of it lately, they were mostly memories, flashbacks, but they were terrifying. I dont know what it is about her or the question she asked. Maybe it was just me, maybe I wasnt getting enough sleep because of the dreams, whatever it was it made me pour my heart out. As soon as I heard my own voice crack the first time I was mentally kicking myself for being so weak, but I had never thought being this wimpy would get me this far with her. I did what any other desperate fool would do, I kissed her.

She may have been inching herself slowly, but as soon as I caught on I dived for it. I didnt care if she was the wardens daughter, or my therapist, or if she was older then me, I had never wanted anything more in my life. I mean I guess I didnt know I wanted it, but as soon as I saw the opportunity within my reach, I eagerly went for it. In fact I think I startled her. She may have made the first move but I was taking the lead, I moved my lips against hers in quicker motions while she stayed frozen for a while. I didnt stop though, it felt amazing, not just cause I was just crying and looking for comfort, but because I was with Hazel. Eventually I felt her moving her lips too, they were slower and more hesitant, almost like she was shy. I found it cute and pulled back after a while in a smile. Her face was scarlet red and her eyes were wide and staring at the floor while she was biting on her lip. I couldnt help but smile like an idiot, not just because I had kissed her, but because of her reaction.

"If I didnt know any better I'd say it was your first kiss." I smirked, talking about her suddenly shy and awkward state.

She gave me a sharp glare but remained quiet.

My smile faded, "Hazel...?"

"Just get out." She said sternly, looking at the ground again.

I frowned in confusion, "Hazel, whats wro-"

"Please." She begged, "Im sorry, that was a mistake, just leave."

I stood up over her and looked down at her pleadingly, "But what about-"

"Shane!" She called, and the door opened, the guard came in with a stern face. "Take him." She almost whispered in a hushed voice.

"Hazel." I tried to protest. But the guard pulled my arms back and kicked the back of my knee, I hissed in pain as I hit the floor. He cuffed my hands together behind me and yanked my hair back along with my head so that I could get up.

"Be careful." She said softly, "Just take him back, not to the Dark Cells."

My face was pulled back by my hair so that it was facing the ceiling but I did my best to peer down at her in confused again, she looked rather upset while she talked to the guard.

"But Hazel-" The guard started.

"Take him to his cell." She said firmly again, before getting up to look the other way, out the window. I didnt bother with trying to say anything else, it was obvious she didnt want me there. Although I could understand why, how had things turned to shit so quickly? Honestly, I was so happy only moments ago. I didnt do anything wrong, she made the first move and even kissed me back! I couldnt understand why she would do this.

The guard gave in to her instructions, obviously annoyed, and shoved me down the way to the cell house. I got thrown back into my cell and would have to stay there until we were out for our second work hour, then dinner, then break. I sulked in my cell asking myself where the hell it all went wrong. I may have started over thinking but I got paranoid she would go far enough as to tell her father of our plan. I worried she might only rat me out instead of the three of us. I thought she was mad enough at me, thats how it felt like, although I wasnt sure why. I sat there and fried my brain out thinking about it until the guard came to line us up to work out second shift.