Taken 2 // H.S

•Chapter 50•

•Chapter 50•

•Harry's Pov•

She was frozen in her place. Her hands were shaking softly on the fabric of her clothes. I hated this so much.

I got up from the couch, making my way toward her. "I'm sure you weren't expecting me." I stood directly in front of her. She attempted to look at anything but me, she didn't succeed.

"What are you doing here?" She whispered. It was hard to even understand.

"I'm sorry for being here." I ignored her question. She would think that I was a total fuck-up if I told her - which I already am.

"What are you doing here?" She repeated - more confident than the first time.

"Why the hell are you here?!" She yelled. Her face was hidden under the black hood. I didn't even have to take off the hood to tell that she was glaring up at me. To see anger raging behind her navy blue eyes.

"I have to go." My feet carried passed her. A small hand grabbed my forearm.

"Tell me." The raged seventeen year old demanded.

"No, Sarah." Her name rolled off my tongue before I realized it even happening. I missed her so much. This was the only way I could see her.

"Fine." She fled from the living room and into the back bedroom.

I grabbed her waist pulling her back into me before she could make it all the way down the hallway. "Get off me!" She yelled, struggling to get released.

"I'm not letting you go again... I'm not going to be the fuck-up that I've always been." I held her in place. I never wanted to lose her in the first place.

"Let go!" She clawed at my hands, wiggling out of my grip. She forced her way out of the apartment, rejecting me.

•Sarah's Pov•

I can't believe him! In what world does he think I will just accept him like that? He's done so much to me; and it pains me to say this but, I hate him. It's more of a love-hate transition; but at the moment - I hate him.

I fled from his grip, walking as fast as I could out of the apartment, socks only covering my feet. The cold caused my toes to curl in the fabric.

"Sarah.." He was in front of me once again. "I want you back. Just please, give am another chance."

"Harry! That's enough." A familiar higher pitched voice filled the air. "Let her come back with me; I'll give her to you soon."

A cloth was wrapped around my mouth and my nose. "Breathe." Another voice called out.

I rejected. That is until my lungs felt as if they would burst. I finally have in and let the drug fill my senses. Sleep filled my mind; something I haven't felt in the past few months.

•thanks for reading!•

*Ginny*