10 Hours (HS)

9:35 pm

Harry's POV

Her hand is shaking.

Understand what you're doing to this girl. Remember who you ARE.

We've been fine this whole time. Getting along really well.

What the fuck are you doing?

I know what I'm doing.

You DO NOT know what you're doing.

I date girls all the time.

You shouldn't do this.

I can't NOT do this.

"Can I kiss you?" I ask. Jesus her skin is soft.

She's freaking out but I know she wants me to.

"I want you to, but...fuck this is SO insane!" She says.

"Why?"

"Because of who you are." She says.

Her eyes are searching mine. She's confused, unsure if I'll hurt her.

"Just a regular guy, remember?" I say, trying to make her believe it. "Just forget what I do...see me for who I am."

Course she's scared. You ready to take this further then the vault, because if you're not....

She laughs. "Yep, everything about this, SCREAMS regular, Harry. Just normal everyday shit."

"Look, I want something real. I've been looking in the wrong places." I say.

She smiles. "This, THIS, is the right place?! In a bank vault surrounded by killers?!" She squeezes my hand trying to stop hers from shaking.

I take her other hand and she laces her fingers with mine.

"Not necessarily killers. Most likely just desperate people, in a bad time of their lives, trying to better themselves....obviously their decision to rob the bank was a bad one. This is how I met you, though....so for me, there's a silver lining."

"I know I said I didn't want to talk, but what happens if we get out of here? You're not so regular out there...on the other side of these vault doors."

Just stop talking and let me kiss you.

You need to stop all of this before it goes to far.

She's real. These feelings, they're real. I can't stop.

What feelings?! You just met her!

"We WILL get out of here. I know this must seem crazy, I just met you. I can only say, I haven't felt like this before, and this situation...it's intense. I think something like this strips away the usual caution. Where most people start out slow, baby steps, we just....the uncertainty of this pushes past the bullshit, you know? Straight to the point, that's what I'm trying to be with you."

"What if it's just this vault, the danger, maybe it's nothing more then two people only having each other to rely on, and we're thinking it's something else...but it's not." She says.

"Is that what you feel, like it isn't real, but just heightened emotions making us feel this way?"

Yes, that's EXACTLY what this is.

I don't think so.

She looks down at our hands. "That's not what I think about how I'm feeling. I know myself, and I know it's real for me. I can't speak for you."

I have to make her understand. I touch her chin, lifting it gently so she'll look at me.

"You're different then the women I usually go out with. I feel like I could talk to you for hours, and never run out of things to talk about. I know this is weird for you and I'm sorry. My life is complicated. I'd really like to see where this goes. What the hell am I doing?! That's what my mind keeps saying, but I know....I know I want this, and I'm not afraid to take it out of the vault, if that's something you want too."