You're Mine. |H.S|

Chapter 16

I can hear the t.v from downstairs, he continues to watch the movie. I can hear the screaming, crying and pleading, also some weird noises.

I hear Harry's phone buzzing, I roll over and look at the screen. A alert banner comes up: 2 missed calls. I get his phone and bring it downstairs to him.

"You have some missed calls." I hand Harry his phone and he unlocks it.

"Just from mum," Harry holds the phone to his ear and listens, I sit down beside him. He presses a button then starts speaking. "Hey, Mum it's just me. We'll be gone tomorrow so maybe in a couple days or a week? Call back, love you."

"We're gonna be gone?" I ask leaning into his chest. "Where are we going?"

"On vacation." Harry pulls me into his lap and brushes his fingers through my hair. "Just Cuba."

"Oh my God!" I jump up and laugh in happiness. "Really? Are you serious?"

"Calm down, baby." Harry gets up and gets some popcorn. "The boys are coming, same resort, different rooms." Harry sips the popcorn, puts it on the table and remains standing in front of me. "We need to get you a fake Passport. Actually Zayn and Louis are picking it up along with some clothes for you."

"Oh my God!" I hug Harry so hard, he picks me up by the waist and I swing my legs around him. He kisses my neck sweetly holding my hair back. I wrap my arms around his neck and moan once he hits my sweet spot, between my collarbones. Harry moves his hand to my butt, I push it away. "I'm sorry, I can't do this." Harry lets go of me and I run up to the bedroom.

I sit on the edge of the sink holding the hem of my dress in a fist, tear pouring down my cheeks. I try to cover the sobs with coughs, it doesn't really work. I try to think about Cuba but it keeps coming to the thought about how he thinks he's going to get lucky with me. I'm a virgin and to lose my virginity to someone I don't love tears me apart.

"Alison?" Harry knocks on the door, I wipe away the tears from my cheeks and eyes with the back of my hand. I splash some water on my face.

"Hey." I open the door and walk out of the bathroom grabbing some sweatpants and a tank top out of the drawer. "I'm gonna go get in my pajamas." I close the bathroom door and lock it. I slouch against the wall, knees to my chest and put my forehead in my hands. I inhale deeply and exhale deeply. I wait a while to calm down a bit then get dressed.

"Alison, I think I might love you." Harry holds my shoulders, his hands are warm and soft. I look off into space. "Alison."

"Uh, sorry." I blink a couple times then look at the bridge of Harry's nose. Making eye-contact isn't an option. Those beautiful green eyes would suck me in, his curls are perfect, and those dimples... Oh God.

"I think I'm falling for you." Tears roll down my cheeks as I look down.

"I promise if you fall I'll catch you." Harry tilts my chin up and gently plants a kiss on my lips. My whole body stiffens up and my cheeks blush.

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I rub my eyes and roll over closer into Harry's chest. He tightens his grip on me and kisses the top of my head. I moan barely noticable then pull myself out of bed. I walk into the bathroom and look in the mirror. My eyes are a bit puffy and I have a small smile on my face.

Harry and I walk downstairs, Louis, Zayn, Niall and Liam are eating. Louis gives me a fake pass port. I put it on the living room table and join them for breakfast, just eating a yogurt.

"When I got home I heard crying..." Louis smiles then nudges Harry then whispers something to him. I shake my head laughing, nothing happened.

"Louis, shut up!" Harry punchs him in the arm. "Nothing happened."

"You're missing out, Ali." Niall winks at me and my whole face turns red. "He makes his girls scream." Harry also punches him.

"I can't believe I've been living with 5 men for over a week," I pause for a minute. "I've lived through it so far." I'm almost positive they won't hurt me-- well, kill me anyway.

"We're already done packing, we should be going in a couple hours." Liam says.

"Okay, I'll go start packing." I try to say, I have nothing really to pack anyway.

"No, your bags have already been packed."

"Oh, thanks." I kiss Liam on the cheek, Harry makes a fist. I walk over to Harry and wrap my arms around him, he kisses me on the lips, harshly. Harry obviously is trying to make a point. "You know I've never been on a plane?"

"Well, you're in for a treat." Zayn puts his plates in the sink then sits facing toward me and Harry. "You'll need this." At first I think he's handing me a pack of condoms thinking: What the hell goes on in an airport? Then I look closer an notice it's a pack of gum.

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Liam sits beside me in the car then slams the door shut. I sit in between Liam and Niall, Louis in the passenger seat, Harry driving and Zayn in the back of the van with the luggage. I have gum, a book and headphones in my carry-on.

When we're at the airport Liam takes my suitcase, I asked him if I could take it but he refused. We walk in, me following the boys like a lost puppy. We wait in a 20 minute line to get our luggage put on a thing that takes it to some place where I don't know.

Next we go to get our carry-ons checked along with our pass port. This line we wait in for 37 minutes. I put my carry-on on the conveyor belt, I walk through the metal detector, no beep. While I wait for my carry-on to come back through the other end they check my passport.

"Miss, what's your name?" Asks the securrity woman. White button-up blouse, black slacks and a buldge in the top where the gun must be.

"Kayla Marshals." I lie. "Born May the 12th."

"Is this you in the picture?" She asks. I nod. "You sure, you don't look 200 pounds."

My palms start to sweat.

What now?