"IM GONNA KILL HIM!" harry yells.
"calm down harry, its no big deal," i tell him.
"oh, OH, no big deal? that jerk bumped into you and didn't even say SORRY? he should've known better!" harry said.
"well generally, VKs aren't the friendliest. seriously, it's fine," i say, trying to calm him down.
"it is most certainly NOT fine! im gonna find him." harry decided, running out into the streets to search.
"harry!" i yell and start running after him.
i spot him threatening the guy who bumped into me and walk over.
"-know who i am because im sure if you did, you wouldn't have been so careless," he tells him. he's talking in his cold, wicked, really hot voice that he usually uses when threatening someone.
"alright buddy, c'mon," i say, grabbing his arm and dragging him away. its hard at first. harry is way stronger than me, so he is easily able to resist my pulling. eventually he gives in and lets me drag him away from the guy, still livid, of course.
when we get far enough away from people, i turn to face him. he still looks mad, but i can tell that when he looked at me, he felt calmer. i tend to have that effect on him. "harry, i appreciate your concern, but you don't need to go around threatening anybody who looks at me the wrong way," i tell him. he sighs, so i add, "i can do the threatening myself."
that earns a (gorgeous) smile from harry, and i can tell he's cooled off.
"sorry, love," he apologizes and kisses me on the forehead. "i'll try."
i smile. "no you won't."
he smirks. "no, no i will not."
with that, he wraps his arm around me and we walk off.
