Chapter 5

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EXTRA LONG FOR YOU GUYS!!

I open my eyes, and stare at him. "What?" I say, raising an eyebrow. "I said, I'll be the lucky guy." He says, smiling, showing his dimples.

"Harry.." I say, sitting up. His eyes suddenly look like he's scared. "Yeah?" He says. "I think we need to take this slow." I say, faking a smile. "Oh, yeah.. Sorry." He says, sitting down across from me.

"Savannah.." He says, holding my hands. "I know you want to take this slow, but I'm so scared that if I go to slow, then I'll loose you."

"Harry I-" I am interrupted by a window breaking across Harry's house. I widen my eyes.

"Harry! There's someone breaking in!" He pulls me into the closet, and lifts up a box, and there's a hatch. I raise an eyebrow, and whisper "What's that?"

He doesn't respond.

I hear the guy get closer, and I slowly close the closet door, and it creaks a little. Harry gets the hatch open, and makes me go in first, then he gets in behind me, and puts the box back over the hatch, then closes the hatch.

"Be very quiet.." He whispers. I look around the room.

The walls were made of concrete, and the celling looked like very old wood. The floors were concrete, and all that was in the room was a ladder, a couch, and a small radio device. There seemed to be another room to the left.

"What's in there?" I ask, grabbing his hand. "That's a sound proof room. Let's go." He says, grabbing the radio device. We enter the room, and it is small, but it has a full bed, and a dresser. Looks similar to a bedroom. I sit down on the bed, and Harry latches the door. I lean back, and the bed is surprising comforting. Harry walks over to the dresser and pulls out a pack of peanut butter crackers.

"Lucky." I mutter, playfully rolling my eyes. He tosses them to me, and I catch them.

"Thanks." I say, opening them.

"No problem." Harry comes and sits down beside me, and I lean on his shoulder. He wraps an arm around me and rubs my right shoulder. "Harry?" I say. "Yeah?"

"Is the intruder going to find us?" I ask, looking in his eyes. He kisses my forehead. "You have nothing to worry about. He isn't going to find us." He says, hugging me.

For some reason, at that moment, I start sobbing, and tears trail down my face. "Don't cry." He whispers weakly, us still hugging.

"I'm trying.." I say, trying not to sob. Harry kisses the side of my neck, then pulls away. "I love you Harry." I whisper, sniffling. "I love you too, Savannah." He says, kissing my lips. I don't pull away. I pull him closer, and he pulls me into his lap, and rubs my back.

Harry's hand slips under my shirt, and I don't slap his hand away this time. Though, now I realize that Harry and I are in a house that was broken in to, and we're stuck in some shelter thing, in the ground. I pull my lips away from his, and he sighs. "I'm sorry, Harry, but we have to stop. There is some evil guy out there, and I'm scared. We can't just be down here making out while he's trying to find you." He nods, and gets me out of his lap.

"Your right. We can't just be sitting out here making out, when there's someone else here. This is my house, not his. I have to go fight him off." My heart breaks a little bit.

"Harry no! He could be armed! Please no Harry, please." I say, tears rolling out of my eyes. Harry turns around, and looks at me. "I have to do this, Savannah." He says, looking into my eyes.

"No, please Harry, please, stay please I need you to stay with me.. I'll go insane on my own!" I start sobbing again. He bites his cheek, and holds back tears.

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