I'm in Love With a Criminal // H.E.S

Chapter 65:

I wiped the millionth tear away and coughed quietly, two hours had passed since Liam had told me about Harry and Jennifer. Maybe I was just being over dramatic, after all me and Harry were never dating. Hell, he's my kidnapper.

But I love him. Maybe this is the karma that needed to desperately slap me in the face, I needed to pay for my actions with Liam.

Speaking of the devil, he walked in with a large mug and a box of fruit. "Hey Princess." He mumbled, guilt etched on his face. I ignored his greeting and wiped my eyes roughly.

He climbed on to my bed and sat opposite me, handing me the box of grapes. "Your favourite." He chirped, acting as if nothing happened. He didn't dare to make eye contact with me, he just circled the rim on the mug he was holding.

"I'm sorry." He groaned, leaning forwards and placing the mug on the bed side table. He rubbed my arm up and down, cracking a smile at me.

"I'm so sorry, baby. I didn't mean to upset you as much as I did but I guess I just got really jealous hearing you declare your love for Harry." He sighed, moving the hair which had stuck to my tear stained face.

He studied my face for any type of reaction and I gave him nothing, making him sigh deeply. His thumb and index finger turned my chin so I was facing him, his eyes were soft.

"As you've probably guessed, I've developed feelings for you so hearing you speak so lovingly about Harry, it hurt." He continued, my heart stopped for a second and I furrowed my eyebrows slightly.

He has feelings for me? I thought all of this was just for satisfaction.

I acted as if he said nothing and looked away, peeling the film off the grape box before digging into them. I noticed him smile at me in the corner of my eyes which cause me to turn my body a little more away.

"Mel?" He asked, sitting opposite me again, pulling the blanket over his legs before leaning back against the board.

"Yeah?" I asked quietly, he quickly grabbed a grape and popped it into his mouth. "Why haven't you told any of the doctors yet? About Harry kidnapping you?" He asked with an amused look in his face.

"Because I know that if I tried to, you would tell Harry and I would just be punished again." I sighed, pulling my knees to my chest.

He raised an eyebrow and smirked, grabbing another grape. "But what if I didn't tell him..." He chirped, chewing the green fruit slowly.

What is he implying?

I furrowed my eyebrows and shifted slightly, "what are you saying?" I asked quietly. He rubbed his face as he was in deep thought, "what would you say if I got you out of here and away from Harry?" He asked.

I stifled a laugh and shook my head, "I'd say you are pretty fucking delusional." I chuckled, shaking my head again and rolling my eyes.

"Besides, I have no where to go. I don't have any money for a plane ticket so I can't go back home. Nothing." I sighed, pushing my hair out my face.

Liam's finger traced circles on my shin before speaking again, "what if we find somewhere?" He asked, looking up at me with hopeful eyes.

"We?" I raised my eyebrows and crossed my arms over my chest. "I don't think so." I muttered. Shaking my head in disagreement, he sighed deeply.

He quickly got to his knees and leant forwards so our foreheads were merely touching, "think about it, you'd be away from all of this drama. We will find a place and then soon enough you will be able to go home." He explained.

My eyes met his and I placed the box beside me, swallowing slowly. "Really?" I asked, barely above a whisper. A smile etched it's way on to his face and he nodded, "really."

Hope sparked up inside of me and my heart was beating at a ridiculous pace, "when?" I immediately gasped. He looked behind him at the clock on the wall and turned back to me, his smile wider.

He shrugged his shoulders and placed his hand on my leg, "now if you want." He chuckled, I furrowed my eyebrows and pointed to the attachments in my arms and hands.

"They're not just going to release me." I sighed, leaning back into the pillows. He leant closer to me and brushed the loose hair away from my face, "they're planning on releasing you in three weeks, three weeks that you don't have time for." He explained.

He immediately grabbed one of the fluid drips and pulled it from my hand, I gasped in pain and cupped my hand harshly. "What are you doing?" I squealed in pain.

Guilt was evident in his eyes and he grabbed another one and tore in out of my arm, I bit my lip harshly and pushed him away from me. Taking deep breaths I looked at my now bleeding hand, "Mel I'm trying to help you." He explained.

I slowly stood up and squeezed my eyes shut, I pulled the last two fluid drips out of my other arm and groaned in pain. Liam quickly grabbed a wet towel and dabbed the sore areas, I shooed him away and quickly pulled my hair back into a ponytail.

"Are you coming or not?" I asked once I was at the door, Liam staring at me from behind. A small smirk formed and he slowly walked towards me, "are you just gonna be wearing that?" He asked. I gasped once I felt a harsh pinch on my bottom.

My cheeks turned hot once I remembered that the hospital gown I was wearing had a slit in the back, he took his jacket off and guided the heavy material on to me.

I smiled gratefully and went to open the door but was stopped by his hand pushing it shut again, he quickly spun me around and slammed me into the door. Surprisingly it didn't hurt.

"Are we really doing this?" He asked, his breath fanning my flustered face. I nodded and smiled slightly, "if there is any chance of me going home then yes, absolutely." I replied.

He immediately pressed his lips to mine and pulled me closer to him, his hands trailed down to my bottom and he squeezed it hard making me gasp. He took that as an opportunity to slip his tongue in, he moaned quietly before I pulled away.

"Let's go."