Dark Green

Chapter 13

POV Quinn.

Harry completely ignores what I say and removes his hand on my back. He walks with determined steps to the pilot's door and gets in the car. I stay stand on the street. I won't get into the car of someone who does nothing else than follow and terrorize me. I've been a fool thinking that what he said the last time we saw each other was true. After all , Jared is right, I'm letting him get into my mind.

"Climb into the car" he orders opening the door again.

I turn my back and cross my arms. I'm frozen and if I stay here a bit longer, I will catch pneumonia or something like that. I prefer that than climbing in the car withthis compulsive liar. I cannot believe I was so naive to believe all his lies and get carried away by these unhealthy feelings.

Suddenly , I feel a strong arm encircle my legs and get me up in the air. I'm hanging on Harry's shoulder while he leads me into the passenger seat. I stir nervously on his shoulder, who does he think he is to catch me like that?

"Put me down!" I say in a scream as he opens the door.

I hit his back hard and all I get in response is a giggle. I don't see the humor in this situation, it is raining so hard and I'm getting even more wet. I feel the pressure of the blood in my brain.

"If you come with me, I put you down"

I stop and stay hanging over his shoulder. I cannot believe he has the strength to hold me like this all this time. His arms clos tightly around my legs so I don't have a chance to scape. I snort after making my final decision.

"Okay, I'll go with you!"

One hand is placed on my back and he carefully places me on the passenger seat . His forearm is just below my ass and I can't help but blush when I look into his eyes. My heart pounds when he removes the hands of my body and closes the door behind me. I sit properly in place and fasten the seat belt. Water drops from my hair along with the one in my clothes are soaking the seat but Harry doesn't seem to mind at all. I'm still pissed at him for following me that day and for answering my phone whenhe shouldn't . I think the best thing I can do is stay quiet, I've had too many discussions for today.

When Harry gets into the car, I don't even look at him. I want him to know I'm angry and I don't feel like talking about anything.

"To your home"

"I can't go home"

I frown. The wipers move quickly on crystal glass but it's still very hard to see through this storm. Harry's hand reaches the buttons to turn on the heat and puts it to full power.

"I'm not a fucking taxi" he says when he replaces the hands on the wheel.

I roll my eyes and support my arm on the door. Is he so pleasant with everybody? I doubt many people hold hid attitude, they will have no choice but to accept him how he is.

"Leave me here then"

I hear a cuss word from his site that I choose to ignore. It wasn't a good idea to climb into his car although I shouldn't haven gotten off Jared's crane either. Despite my request, Harry ignores me and continues moving the car. I don't know where he is taking me but I don't care, all I want is to take off these clothes and take a hot shower. The best idea is to go home and lock myself in the room to not bother Dianna and my brother. But just at the moment I'm going to tell Harry to take me home, the car stops. I look through the window and in front of me there is a block of flats which isn't very modern. Facades' paint is torn like varnish covering the wooden door.

"Where are we?" I wonder when Harry takes the keys from the ignition.

I turn to look at him. His wet hair is pulled back and little curls are formed on both sides of his head. He looks intently at me with expressionless face.