Harrys P.O.V.
She froze and tried to take a step back but I kept an arm firmly around her. "Hannah?" I questioned. She pulled her hair from behind her ear and pulled out of my grip. "Hey wait!" I called as she turned and started to walk away.
I caught up with her easily and stood in front of her, blocking her path. I was shocked to see she had tears in her eyes. "I knew this was a bad idea" she mumbled. "What?" I asked. "I-I need to go home Harry. Im not good for you" she whispered. I couldn't understand what she was talking about. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Harry, my life is a huge mess right now. You dont deserve to be caught up in it" she told me softly, getting quieter with each word.
I was speachless. There was nothing that I could think of saying that would make her understand how I felt. So that she knew I didn't care about how messed up her life was. That she made me feel like no one else had ever made me feel. So instead of saying anything I decided to do something. Without giving her a chance to do anything I leaned in quickly and pressed my lips to hers.
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