August 8th [h.s]

Chapter 3

•Elena•

I paced around the room trying to figure out what to do. My mind was filled with so many thoughts. I tangled my fingers in my hair in frustration when glass shattering caught my attention. I slowly tiptoed out my bedroom door and down the stairs grabbing a vase along the way. When I got to the bottom I saw glass on the floor from the window by the front door. Suddenly I felt a strong pair of arms wrap around my waist, I tried furiously to get out of his grip only causing the vase to break in my hands. I got sliced on my arm and blood gushed out, "I'm sorry, did I scare you?" A deep husky British accent whispered in my ear. I slowly turned around in his grip to meet with those piercing forest eyes that I've only seen once but recognized. It was Harry.

He started to kiss down my jaw and to my neck, I winced as I felt my skin breaking. I instantly began getting flashbacks from the party, I brought my non-injured hand up to his chest and started to push. He didn't budge, so I slowly took the glass out of my wrist and slid it viciously across Harry's skin causing him to jerk back and me to take off running out the front door.

I had no idea where I was going, I just ran. I could hear footsteps in the distance which made my legs pick up speed. There was a forest up ahead, I ran through all the trees until I found one in the back and had behind it. Branches were cracking, footsteps heavy, breath sped up, he was close. "If you just come out, things won't be as bad!" He yelled out, I saw a house not to far, I blessed myself before sprinting from behind the tree and towards the house, he footsteps insanely close. I was almost there when his arms wrapped around me stop. I was feeling a bit weak and my arm was covered in my blood now. My breath caught in my throat and my knees went weak. "Harry?" I whispered. "What?" He spat and I looked down at my arm his eyes following. "Shit." He whispered and ripped a piece of the bottom of his shirt and tied it around my cut.

*******My eyes were heavy and I couldn't open them, I squeezed them right before opening them and squinting as the light beamed from the window. I felt an arm around stomach, what the hell? I turned my head to see a mop of curls, pink plump lips and a perfectly sculptured jaw line, they were Harry's features. I pushed him back and slithered out of his grip.

"Get back in bed." He muffled into the pillow. "No." I said blankly and he lifted his head up his dark forest eyes meeting my ice cold blue ones. "I said get back in bed." He growled getting up and walking towards me. "I said no." I argued and his eyes darkened. His large hands gripped my waist and before he could make any further movement his phone rang. He let go and walked over to it, he argued with someone for a bit before hanging up. He got dressed before slowly walking over to me. "I have to go but I'll be back." He whispered into my neck, before he begin leaving love bites. "You're mine now." He whispered to me and with that he left. My phones beeped from my bedside, I picked it up and saw a text from a contact labeled 'H;)' obviously Harry,

'Be ready by 6 I'm taking you out, no discussion.'

Shit.