Chapter 39

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*Evelyn*

I soon come back from my walk. I shower and change into my pajamas. I make my way into my room and plop down on my bed.

Suddenly, there's a knock at the door.

"Come in." I say. The door opens and in walks Harry.

"Hi Evelyn." He says as he comes over and sits down next to me. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me to his chest. I shiver from his cold skin.

"Hi Harry." Harry sighs. He then leans down and whispers in my ear,

"You scared me. Don't you ever leave like that again." I nod my head. I can't help but obey. His voice is so sexy, and even though I can't see him, I know he looks sexy. He always does. In hypnotized.

"And," he continues, "I need you to be mine." I shiver at his deep, low voice in my ear. Husky, and British.

"Harry, I'm already yours." I give in weakly. He traces soft patterns under my shirt. I feel so unstable at the moment. What is he doing to me?

"Yes, I know that. But others don't." Chills go down my spine.

Oh no.

Please don't tell me he's thinking what I think he is.

I gulp and struggle to find my voice so I can quickly steer this conversation away from that.

"I think people will know I'm yours."

"Did Zach?" He questions. I stiffen. "Hmm."

"Harry...I'm tired. Can we just sleep?" He sighs and turns me around so I'm facing him.

"I need to mark you Evelyn."

A.N. This was very short. I'm so sorry! But yeah...next chapter gets REALLY heated. So I hope you read on! Sorry it's been boring. The struggle is real peeps. Its real.

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~Nia~ :D

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