Caught

Thirteen

(Thank you so much for 2k!!! Ahh I love you guys! I didn't think this story was going anywhere... to he honest. So I started psychotic and I didn't realize how similar mine is to hers, and just to be clear I didn't copy hers, I never intended that.)

Songs for this chapter:

Lentil - Sia

My hands grip his face, his tanned beautiful face. I gently pull him down to meet my face, pressing my mouth to his we meet in a sweet and passionate embrace. He moves his hands to pick me up, but I resist. Then I just walked out, he told me to leave then I'll leave. I would turn around to take one last look at what could be mine, but I know what I'll see. A confused, angered Harry and that is something I'd rather not witness. As I said I'll end up here sooner or later, so why not see how long I can take it. How long I can bare to stay away. Just an experiment, my experiment. No. It's a test, will he come after me? I'll have to find out.

As I make my way down to hall to the stairs leading out of this hidden wing of the building, I feel a sudden surge of guilt. I know I had left him hanging, I shouldn't have but as much as I want to never leave him my feet carry me otherwise.

I can't stop thinking about why he got so mad when I mentioned family, it seems to be a tender topic for him. Maybe something happened with his family or even..

"Hey lovely, you alone?" A tall boy with brown hair and piecing blue eyes stood in front of me blocking my path.

"Uh.. um.. no?" I'm not sure why I had a question in my voice but I did and I was incredibly uncomfortable.

"Really?" He turns his body left and right pretending to be looking around for someone, but finding no one around he continued to talk. "Why don't you come with me?" He reaches for my arm but I jerk away.

His expression is shocked at first but he quickly recovers, "Excuse me? I don't think that was very necessary." A step is taken toward me closing the space between us. I don't know what to do, I've been away from Harry for about five minutes and I'm already having an issue. I turn quick and rush back to Harry's door, slamming my fist as hard as I can screaming for him. No answer.

Why wouldn't he answer? Ugh.

"So your friends with pretty boy eh?" A gravely voice behind me reminds me of the creep that's pursuing.

He steps in front of me again, this time I have no where to run. He pushes my arms against the wall, constricting them. "Hey baby, I ain't gunna hurt you. I just want to have a little fun." A disgusting smirk takes over his face, I realize how different our funs are.

"Why don't we take you into my room? Yeah that'd be nice. " His voice is deep and seductive, a sound I wish I'd never heard. He pulls me to the nearest door and shoves it open, I'm wiggling and squirming as much as I can to get
away. I forced through the doorway and pushed down onto the floor. I start to crawl away, standing in the process and advancing to the small window on the far wall. My only chance of escaping before anything happens to me is that small window. As soon as I reach for it I'm lifted at my waist and flung to the bed, my pursuer following behind. He grips my wrists once again, I wince in pain from the bruises left by Harry being tender to the touch. My arms are pinned to either side of my head, the brown haired boy lowers his pelvis onto my hips. I can hardly move, the only part of me that could be of some use are my legs. I just don't quite know what they could do, the boys mouth is lowered to my neck.

His tounge glides up and down my throat, the warmth making the feeling even worse. "You like that don't you baby?" I don't at all, not even the slightest bit. All that falls from my lips is a soft wimper, and silent sobs.