Treachery

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We are both still in Harry's room, still pushing me up against the door.

"I want to get to know you Harry." I say almost a whisper while looking deep into his eyes.

"I know princess, there are just some things you don't need to know yet." He says taking his eyes off of me and looking down between us. He walks away and sits on his bed sighing and rubbing his face with one large hand.

I walk to him getting on my knees in front of him to look up at his eyes. "Harry please."

He only stares at me..

"What if I tell you about me first?" I beg.

He then nods and pats the bed beside him.

"Okay, well..." I start. I tell Harry about me and my parents, and how I am not who I seem. He only stares at me and nods with a look of understanding on his face.

"So that's me." He nods for a second looking at the ground.

"Harry, you don't have to tell me anything you don't feel comfortable telling me. I will understand. Just give me something?"
I beg him

"Alright." He says "when I was at a young age I had this sister named Gemma, she was very inspirational and just all around a free spirit. She loved taking photographs of just about anything and everything. I learned everything I know from her."

I nod giving him my full attention.

"My mother told her to never let me play with her expensive cameras, but she always disobeyed. She would give me a small camera and I would run outside taking pictures of anything I wanted, it was an amazing feeling.... Gemma ran away when I turned thirteen. She left me her favorite camera. I never understood why she just left, but I haven't seen her since."

I put my hand over his to comport him. I then realized what I was doing and slowly moved my hand away and looked down.

Harry grabbed my hand back in his And continued his story, with flushed cheeks I listened.

"Gemma once told me to study only the most beautiful and mysterious things I find, and take photographs of it because you never know how long it will be there. I study you, because you are the most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes on Miss Banks."

I feel a gasp come through my lips from his words. I can't believe he just admitted that to me. I feel like I'm dreaming.

Harry then leans down to me and I know that this is no dream as soon as his lips crash into mine, full of lust and want. My want, his want, our need for each other only grows within seconds.

I have only just met this man, and just learning about him. How is it possible to fall for someone so rough yet so gentle at the same time.

Our lips are synced with each others, and I feel warm all over, inside and out.

Harry breaks the kiss and stares into my eyes with his hand caressing my cheek.

"Your are my muse and inspiration Banks." He whispers lowly.

I say nothing and only connect our lips together once again. Feelings are forming, and there is no way of taking control over them. He has all control over me...

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