Threatening

Chapter 22

Harry let go and I stood against the cold railing. My mind was filled with thoughts. I was not sure how to even begin to speak. The constant throwing up had mind set for the worse. What if something was wrong or even worse. I was pregnant with Harry and I's baby. All the signs are clear. My mouth opened to try to speak but nothing came out.

"Alex is everything fine?" He asked again, grabbing my hand. I resisted the gesture and headed to the car.

"Harry, can we.. can we leave?" It was more of a command than a question, but I got into the passenger seat, making him have no choice but to drive. The silence lingered for about ten minutes until I finally thought of something to say. Harry looked nervous as he drove, not looking at me once.

"Harry.." I whispered. Green eyes looked at me. "C-can you pull over for a second?" My voice was quiet, I felt small. So many things have happened tonight that it makes me sick.

"Alex, what's wrong-"

"Harry I'm scared. I'm so so scared.." Tears brimmed my eyes as I thought of what to say next. "I'm scared of getting hurt. I barely know you. Actually I only know four things about you. And here you are saying that you love me but what if, what if.." I stopped.

"If..?" He questioned. My gaze met with his. Fear was flashing across his face.

"If.. what if you rip my heart out? I've never been commited to anyone before and here you come taking me home from a party, practically forcing me to be with you. I was so scared of you and now I'm not. Only scared of you ripping out my heart and leaving me. I.. I don't know what else to say.. There is just so much going on and I don't know if I can commit." I finished, releasing a breath that was built up for so long.

"But you said you loved me Alex.. You said you did." He voice became louder.

"I know I did.. But what else was there to say?"

"That you loved me... actually meaning it. Not taking it back now. Alex you don't understand, I won't-"

"Harry please just stop. I need to get home. I-I need to see if Carter is ok-"

"Why do you care about that asshole?" He yelled, gripping the steering wheel.

"That asshole? He's my brother, have you forgot about that? My brother that.." I paused. I did not want this argument going any further. "Harry take me home."

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We finally arrived back to my house. Harry parked my car back in its original spot. When I got out Harry tried to reach for my arm but I refused. Maybe giving him the hint to leave me alone. I don't know him. He's just a stranger who took me home to a party. He said he loved me but how could he? We've only known each other for a little more than a two months now.

"Alex.." He called out. I ignored his plea and walked into my house, slamming the door behind me. My mom still was not home. So I went straight to my bedroom and cried myself to sleep. Emotion has overcame me.