I'll Protect Her |H.S| *On Hold*

Chapter 6

I turned around to gently close the door behind me. I turned around to face him again but his head was held down. He beckoned me to come closer with his hand. Never taking his gaze off the floor. I hesitantly took two decent sized steps towards where he sat, closing the space between us by about half the amount.

He kept his head down. I stood there like a statue, scrunching up my toes as I felt him staring at my feet. He finally lifted his head back up, looking straight in to my eyes.

"C'mere." He said softly as he sat up straight.

My heart leaped, unsure of what to do. I decided to do as I was told. I quietly padded across the floor until I was in between his legs. He took both my hands in his. Almost instantly causing my knees to feel as if they'd buckle and give way any minute. But they didn't as I was captured in this young mans strong presence.

Only now did I really appreciate how gorgeous he was. But I had to break the intense eye contact, casting my eyes to the ground. If I had held it any longer I would've undoubtedly lost myself in those forest green eyes.

He let go of one of my hands, he placed his free hand under my chin, tilting my head towards him so I'd look at him.

My eyes met with his angelic like face and it looked as he was just about to say something until I broke the silence involuntarily. A small lazy yawn escaped my lips. His expression softened, a small smile played on his soft lips.

"You look tired Jessica. Let's get you to bed." He said, getting up from the bed. "But first, follow me." He instructed, walking out of 'my' room.

I obediently followed him until we stopped outside of a room, directly across the hall from 'mine'.

He opened the door for me, and nodded his head once, telling me to go in. I shyly stepped inside. This was the first time I had ever been inside a boys room before. It looked so manly, it even smelled manly. I silently cursed at myself for thinking like that at a time like this.

Next of all a black t-shirt and red plaid boxers were placed into my small hands. I looked at the beautiful guy before me, then back down at the clothes in my hands.

"You can't sleep in your uniform Jessie." He said with a slight chuckle. "Well, go change." He instructed pointing at his bathroom. I nodded and went into the bathroom. I stripped out of my uniform and pulled the t-shirt on over my head, it smelled of heavenly cologne and peppermint. A weird combination you'd think, but it smelled almost soothing. I momentarily cringed at the boxers as I held them up, but put them on anyway. It's not like I had much of a choice, I sure as hell wasn't going to wear just the t-shirt.

I quickly folded up my uniform and carried it with me as I made my way back to 'my' room across the hall.

I walked in to find him on 'my' bed, again.

"Ah here, let me take them from you Jess." He shot up and quickly took the uniform out of my hands.

My heart leaped, again.

Involuntarily, may I add, when I heard him call me 'Jess'.

"What's your name?" I asked, genuinely intrigued. I thought I remembered hearing his name in the car, but everything before I blacked out was a bit of a blur to me now.

"You'd like to know wouldn't you?" He said with a slight smirk, after placing my uniform in one of the drawers.

I took that as my cue to shut up. He obviously wasn't going to tell me. But he was such an interesting character. I had only known him for hours and I already felt an urge to get to know all about him. I hadn't even gotten as far as finding out his name yet.

I noticed he had changed into grey sweatpants and a white t-shirt. The t-shirt allowed little black outlines to be seen from underneath. I never liked tattoos, but I didn't mind the idea of them being on him.

I was so exhausted at this point, I didn't really care anymore. Which isn't the exact attitude I should have at the moment, given my situation. But for some reason I felt obliged to believe him. That I was safe.

I climbed into the bed, taking the elastic out of my hair and running my hands through it. I could never go asleep with my hair in a pony tail. I felt too restricted.

I lay down in the bed and watched as he sat down in the love seat chair beside 'my' bed.

"What are you doing?" I questioned.

"Tell me Jessica, and answer honestly. Do you trust me?" He asked, a small yawn escaping his lips afterwards.

This caused me to yawn before I responded with a simple "No."

"Then why should I trust you?" He asked smartly.

I knew exactly what he was referring to, my little escape plan earlier on. He was making sure it wouldn't happen again.

"How are you going to sleep though?" I asked as he shifted uncomfortably in the small seat.

"I'll manage." He said, trying to find a comfortable position for his tall, lean body in the small tiny seat.

"Sleep with me then." I blurted out. Wait -- what? What did I just say!

It didn't seem he needed to be told twice as he sat up out of the chair, without a second thought.

"O-only if you promise not to try anything. And you have to sleep over, wayyyyy over that side of the bed." I blabbered, suddenly becoming extremely nervous about my impulsive, stupid-stupid-stupid decision.

"Relax Jess." He cooed as he climbed into the bed. I calmed myself down and lay on my side, it was a big enough bed, I'd say it was one of those King size things.

Immediately breaking the rules he climbed up right beside, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling my back to his front. Our bodies moulding together perfectly. He leaned his head on my shoulder and whispered into my ear,

"It's Harry."