Do I Frighten You?

Chapter 10

*****Ella's POV*****

My fear grew big enough to make me want to go back inside. I started to walk back to the door, but my attention was cut by something else.

"Gone so soon?" The strangers voice asked. My heart was beating extremely fast, and I didn't know what to do, so I ran. An arm snaked around my waist and a hand was placed over my mouth.

I was screaming and kicking, then the stranger dipped his head to my ear. "Not so fast. I just want to talk." He whispered. "Your very stubborn, does Harry approve of that?" He asked. I swallowed the lump in my throat. "I'm letting you go tonight, but I'll be back. Your mine." He said in a stern voice.

I felt the stubble on his face lightly scratch my cheek. He left a soft kiss. "Don't forget. Your mine." After he said that I was let go, when I turned around in search of the stranger, I was left with no sight of him.

I slammed the front door shut and locked it. What just happened? My heart felt like it was gonna come out of my chest, and my breathing was uneven. I took deep breaths trying to calm myself. I wish Harry was here.

When I walked into the bedroom, I felt the breeze, the cold are whipping my soft skin. That guy must've opened the window. My fingers firmly gripped the ledge and slammed it shut. I was determined to stay hidden so I closed the shades as well.

A piece of paper laid unfolded on my bed. A letter? I swallowed my fear and picked it up.

Dear Ella,

Thank you for the show earlier. I can see why Harry won't let you go.

Also, be careful who you befriend, sometimes people aren't as nice as they seem.

Don't tell anyone about this, not even Harry. Or else.

Don't forget, Your Mine.

-Sid

What is it with boys and thinking they own people? Im not his. And why is he doing this? What've I done? I think this guy is a lost physco. He can't do anything to me. Harry won't let him. It's impossible for a human to take down a vampire.

I crumbled up the paper and threw it in the waste bin. As long as Harry is around I don't need to worry..... But right now Harry isn't here. So I need to stand up for myself. I lifted the bed duvet and slipped in. Sleep took over.

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I woke up to the sound of the bedroom door opening. A tall figure walked in. "Ella, I'm-" he got cut off. I wrapped my arms around his torso, giving a more than welcoming embrace. "Harry" I paused. "Don't ever leave again" I felt his fingers gently rub up and down my spine. "I won't"

He picked me up and set my on the bed. "Sorry" he said twiddling his thumbs. "Don't be. I overreacted" His head turned to me. He gave me a small smile, which I returned. "Where'd you go?" I asked. "My friend Louis. I was planning on staying the night, but I felt like something was wrong." He admitted. I can't tell him about Sid. It can be left alone and forgotten. "Well I'm happy you came back, it gets creepy around here alone."

I woke up wrapped in Harry's warm embrace. "Good afternoon" he said with two dimples showing. I smiled "Hello Harry" he lifted up one arm so I could get out. "You hungry?" He asked stretching his muscles. My gaze was locked on his arm, his biceps flexing as he stretched. He laughed realizing what I was staring at. "Like what you see?" The cheeky grin on his face made my cheeks flush. How embarrassing.

"You fixed the door" I said observing the new bathroom door. "Yea, I figured I'd do that while you were sleeping." He said pulling off his white shirt. His toned abs were tan, perfectly structured torso. "I'm gonna take a shower then we are gonna go somewhere" he said walking into the bathroom. Finally, Harry is taking me out.

He walked out of the steam filled bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. "Um. Harry I'm gonna take a shower, I'll be right out." "Okay". I stripped from my clothes and took a shower. Pictures of Harry's abs floating in my mind.

I walked out to find Harry sitting on the end of the bed in swimming trunks and the usual plain white shirt. I was only on my towel. "Harry" I caught his attention then looked at the door, hoping he'd get the clue. Instead he just sat with a cheeky smile. "Harry I need to get dressed" "Wear a bathing suit." He informed me, still ignoring my gesture for him to leave. "Go on" he said waving his hand for me to continue. It was obvious he wasn't planning on leaving so I guess I had to do this the hard way. I sighed digging in the drawers for the bathing suit Niall helped me pick out. Once I found it, I turned my back to Harry and slipped the bottoms on under my towel. I was struggling to get the top on without the towel falling. I heard Harry's deep chuckle, clearly amused by my actions. I gave up letting the towel fall, the only thing he could see was my back. Once the top was on I turned to Harry, his eyes traveling up and down my body.

"Put these on too" he said handing me a pair of high waist jean shorts, and a tank. I grabbed them and put them on over the bikini. Harry went in my drawers while I was in the shower. "Ready?" He asked standing up. "Yes" I put on some sandals and followed Harry downstairs.

He locked the front door and walked around to the back of the house. There was a black Range Rover parked. "Where did you get a car?" I asked surprised. "I've always had one" he answered opening the passenger door

For me. He helped me in then jogged over to the drivers side. He put on his seatbelt and started the ignition.

"Where are we going?" "I thought you'd never ask" he said keeping his eyes on the road. "My friend Louis has three houses. One of them are really big, and it has a pool. He never uses it though. He always is at his house in Doncaster." He paused. "He said we are more than welcome to go anytime" the big smile on his face was contagious. "Sounds nice"

We pulled into a driveway. It was in the middle of the woods just like Harry's place, covered by trees. He opened my door for me, helping me out. We walked into the massive house. It was gorgeous, marble floors, there was a lot of old antique looking stuff. "It's beautiful" I said with awe. "It was his grandfathers" Harry said walking further into the living area.

Harry pulled of the white fabric from his torso and threw it to the glass patio table. He met my gaze with his piercing green eyes. Long fingers tugged up on the tank top I was wearing, slipping it over my head. Harry never assisted me in undressing before, but I kinda like it. He fumbled with the button before pulling down my shorts letting them pool around my ankles.

I felt exposed standing there in a bikini, Harry's eyes scanning my body. He smiled then walked over to the pool, sat down on the edge, then swiftly plopped into the water. I went to sit down on the edge just like he did. Just watching his once tight curls fall wet on his shoulders.

"Aren't you getting in?" He asked. I actually wasn't planning on getting in. I'm enjoying just having my feet in and watching him. I shook my head no to his question. He swam up to me and stood in between my legs. "Why?" I was dreading this question. "Are you on your period?" He asked in a high pitched voice. "Harry" I whined lightly hitting his shoulder. "Well then what is it, Ella?" I shrugged my shoulders. It only took him awhile to catch on. "You can't swim?" He asked raising one eyebrow. I looked down embarrassed and ashamed. Who else is 18 and can't swim? "It's okay, I'll teach you" he said placing his hands on my hips. Slowly, he helped me into the water.

"Just kick your legs, I've got you" his hands were supporting me on my stomach. It felt awkward, but it's sweet how gentle and patient he's being. After trying hard, I finally was able to keep myself up. "There you go!" He cheered. I felt so proud. My stomach got butterflies from knowing Harry just taught me how to swim.

We just floated and hung out in the water, Harry's playful childlike personality was showing. "Come on, I'm sure there is something you can eat inside." He said getting out, I followed. He wrapped a towel around me then patted me on the head. "I'm not a puppy" I laughed. He chuckled at my comment then wrapped and towel around his waist.

We ate some Macaroni that Harry made. He was a great cook. "I'm gonna go lay in the sun." I told him placing my dish in the sink. "Why?" "Because I want a tan" "You might get a sunburn" he said worriedly. "Harry, I'll be okay" "Just make sure you put some sunscreen on, okay?" "Alright"

I laid down on my towel and let my mind drift away. This was nice, it's been so long since I've got to do this. The past two months have been hectic, but I've enjoyed them for the most part. Me and Harry have this bond, very indescribable.

I think I'm falling for him.