Drag Me Down

Chapter 8

Harry's p.o.v
I quietly went up the stairs up to her room trying not to wake her father up. When I reached her room, I smiled. She had her favorite bands hanging on the walls, and she had her family pictures on a bookcase. I went over and looked at all of her family photos. She looked so different. She had brown hair with no color in it, and she had no piercings. She looked like a normal teenager. She looked unhappy, putting on a fake smile for the world. How she is now, well she looks like she's comfortable with who she is.

I was still examining the photo with her and her mum when I realized she was standing in the doorway. I jumped. "I didn't hear you come up the stairs." My eyes widened. "That's because I'm a ninja." She laughed. "Who's this?" I held the picture up. "That's my mom and I." She put the glasses of water on the table.

She looked down and twiddled her thumbs. I could see her eyes tearing up. She sat on the bed. I went over to her and pulled her face to look at mine. Her eyes filled with tears. I examined her for a moment. Her bottom lip shaking, her mouth in a slight frown. Still beautiful even when she's like this. I pulled her into my arms and held her there for a couple of minutes until she stopped sobbing. "You know you can trust me right?" I said softly. I felt her nod against my shoulder. I wonder what happened to her that made her this way. I thought to myself.

The next day
I was still dreaming of her when I heard her phone go off. I felt her get out of my grasp I had on her stomach. Her soft hands untangling my fingers from one another so she could gently pry my arms open. I felt the bed move. It brought me out of my sleep for a second but then I fell back into a deep sleep. After a little while I felt her climb back into the bed. She kissed my lips. I opened my eyes slowly. I saw her natural beauty glowing in the morning light.

"Good morning sunshine." She chuckled. I pulled her on top of my stomach so that she was straddling me. I sat up and I admired her beauty. I kissed her passionately. My fingers running through her soft hair. Her fingers pulled my hair softly. I pulled her hand down and tangled my fingers with hers. Stroking her hand with my thumb. She was the person that would be happy to go on a picnic date rather than go out to a club, and that's what I admired about her. I could please her with little surprises like walks around the city or a date to the beach. She would be satisfied just being there with me, and I was satisfied to be with her.

I asked her what she wanted to do and she voted on a beach picnic. So I agreed, and we went downstairs to be met with her father. She stopped and chatted for a couple of seconds before she tugged at my arm for me to follow her into the kitchen. "It was nice to meet you again." I chuckled. "You too Harry." He called back. I went to the kitchen to be met with Tiffany looking for the stuff for the picnic. When I heard the front door open, I saw her father with a briefcase walking out to his car. I smirked.

I walked up behind her and lifted and twirled her to face me onto the countertop in one swift but gentle motion. "What are you doing?" She said laughing. I put both my hands at both her sides so she couldn't escape. "We have the whole house to ourselves, baby girl." I smirked. She seemed to like it when I called her that. She leaned in and kissed me passionately which made me melt. I moved to her neck. I started to give her a love bite to mark her as mine. I tangled my hands with hers.mAfter a couple of seconds I pulled away and caressed her cheek. She relaxed and sighed. She enjoyed my company and I enjoyed hers. She admired me and she smiled as she stared deep into my eyes.

My phone rang which startled us both. I looked at the caller i.d and it was my boss. "I have to take this. I'll be back in a minute." I started towards the door. I accepted the call. "Ah! Harry my boy!" Vladimir's thick accent rang through the cell phone. "What do you want? I already did what you asked." I asked annoyed. He sighed angrily. "Harry, you didn't sell all of my product. You used Half of it. There's always a saying that I think you should follow. Don't get high on your own supply." Vlad chuckled. My nostrils flared. "Listen here." I shouted. "I finally have a stable relationship. You leave me out of this fuc.k.ing job. And you leave me alone. If you do anything to make this relationship not work and I find out about it, you will pay. I will-" he cut me off. "Alright, well I'll catch you later, my boy." He hung up. I sighed.

I walked back inside the house and was greeted by a concerned Tiffany. "Harry, who was that?" She raised her brow. "Oh it was nothing, sweetheart." She sighed and nodded as she turned around and walked back to the kitchen. I sighed and tried not to seem nervous. I couldn't tell her shi.t and that's the part that would bother me the most.