It's been 3 days, stuck in a room. He brings me food and water, but nothing else. Today I'm hoping he will let me out, I got off the bed and walked to the bathroom. I searched through the cabinets and draws, I came across a butter knife. I picked it up and walked towards the door, I stuck the knife where the lock was and twisted it. The door pulled open, I looked up to see Harry standing there. He looked at me then the knife, I stood there shocked. I dropped the knife on the door,
" please, I just wanted out...." I said tearing up, he shook his head. " your very scared of me.... I like that... Gives me advantage..." He said smirking, I shook my head and backed up.
" of corse I'm gonna be scared of you. Your a grown man...." He got closer to me and giggled, "I'm only three years older then you darling. " I shook my head, " don't fucking call me that." I said pushing him back, he laughed.
" you really think you can push me away? I own you now. Your mine...." He said taking a step forward, " get any closer and I'll slap you...." I said backing away to where I was against the wall. He shook his head and laughed, he walked towards me. " I'm warning you..." But he still lakes towards me, I used all the might in my body to slap him. His face only moved to the side, he balled up his fist. " your gonna wish you didn't do that..." He grabbed my neck, his hand pushing down on my neck. He slid me up against the wall slowly choking me, I began to kick. I could feel the air going out of my body, I finally kicked him in the part of his body that's a mans weakness. He let go and growled,
" fuck!" He yelled. I ran over to the door, I felt his large hand grab my leg. I fell to the floor, my face colliding against the floor. I looked in front of me to see the butter knife, he saw what I was looking at and pulled me down. I began to scream, " help!" I screamed. I reached for the knife, so close to my grip. He turned me over and slid me down, we were face to face. His hand shelf down my arms, his green eyes dark. He looked at my lips then back at my eyes, I knew what to do..... He slowly bent down, our lips to touched. We kissed for a moment, I began to scoot up. Still letting our lips touch, I pulled my hands out behind my head. I felt the butter knife in my grip, i smiled in the kiss. I pulled the knife behind his back, I felt this force against it.... I can't do it..... I can't. I moved the knife away and dropped it, Harry soon realized what was going on a backed away. I laid there, angry at myself for not taking that chance. " dinner needs to be ready at 7:39..... " he said looking hurt, he walked towards the knife and picked it up. He looked at the knife then back at me, he shook his head and Walked out of the room. Leaving me on the floor.
SORRY THIS WAS A RELLY SHORT CHAPTER! IM AT MY COUSINS IN TEXAS SO ITS REALLY HARD TO WRITE! ANYWAY THANKS FOR READING! LOVE YOU ALL!
XOXOXO
AUNA
