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Harry starred at Isabelle as she ate her cereal. He was still concerned about what happened but she looked oblivious to it so he didn't bring up the situation.
"I thought you said staring wasn't nice." Isabelle stated while blushing.
Harry laughed and continued to stare at her.
'She's so beautiful. The way her hair falls over her shoulder, the way her eyes twinkle under the light. Everything about her truly amazes me, but what was that? The Alice thing. I have never met anyone by the name of Alice. Well, not that I know of.' Harry thought.
Isabelle finished her cereal and walked over to the sink.
"You don't have to wash it. I'll do it later."
Isabelle nodded and put the bowl inside of the washer. She turned around and faced Harry, leaning her fragile body on the counter.
'The way she looks at me drives me insane. If she continues to look at me that way I swear I will grab her and throw her onto my bed right now....I need to stop thinking like this.'
"Come over here." Harry insisted.
Isabelle slid her feet across the dark room and stood in front of him. Harry stood up and grabbed her quickly, lifting her into his arms.
"Hey! Put me down Harry!" She said while laughing and squirming around, still in Harry's tight grip. He ignored her protest and ran upstairs, into the living room.
Harry threw her onto the couch and sat next to her.
"That was fast." She giggled.
"And have I told you that your maybe the strongest person I've ever known?" Isabelle said.
"Yeah? Well thanks." Harry said while smirking.
Isabelle blushed and turned her face quickly.
'It's irritating me that she keeps doing that. I want to see her beautiful smile.'
Harry grabbed her chin and made her face him again.
"Isabelle, why are you so shy with me?" He asked, fingers still holding her chin. Harry was a bit angry and you could hear it in his voice.
Isabelle slightly jumped at the question.
"Um. Well I just met you Harry. But there's something I want to tell you."
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(Isabelle's p.o.v)
'He seemed angry when he asked me why I was so shy with him. What does he mean why am I so shy with him? I barley met him and he's already had his hands in my shirt! It's not like I didn't like it. To be honest, I didn't want him to remove his hands. I sound so stupid but there's something about him. I've only been with him for a couple of hours but I swear it feels like years.'
"Um. Well I just met you Harry. But there's something I want to tell you." He looked at Isabelle with a blank expression, making this harder than it already is for her.
She cleared her throat, mentally preparing herself for what she's about to tell him.
"This is going to be so weird but it's been bothering me since we got here. I'm not the kind of person to say this. Especially this quickly but here goes nothing. Harry... I think I like you." Isabelle said while looking down at her hands.
Harry hasn't said anything and it's making her worry.
'What if he thinks I'm stupid? What if he's just going to laugh at me?'
Isabelle can already feel the tears forming in her eyes. They are stinging and threatening to break loose any second.
'Why does he mean so much to me?' She mentally screamed.
A single tear rolled down her cheek as she quickly gets up and runs to the restroom.
'This is so embarrassing.'
Isabelle heard Harry calling after her but she doesn't stop running, tears now pouring down her face. Before she can reach the door of the restroom, Harry is standing in front of it.
"Move Harry." She managed to say. She looked up at him and to her surprise, he was smiling at her. She didn't care though.
"Harry, I said mo-"
"Shut up and kiss me." He blurted while wrapping his arm around Isabelle's waist, pulling her close.
"Wait."
Before she could say anything else his lips crashed into hers.
It took Isabelle a second to react. All she could feel was a rush of adrenaline shoot throughout her body. Nothing like she ever felt before. Harry's touch is driving her crazy. Isabelle lifted her hands to the back of his neck, deepening the kiss. Harry cupped the back of her thigh and lifter her up. His tongue swiped her lip begging, for entrance and Isabelle let him in happily. She unexpectedly moaned into the kiss and felt a wave of embarrassment sweep through her. Harry smiled. She pulled away quickly while gasping for air. He seemed fine though.
"I'm sorry" Isabelle said while looking down, obviously embarrassed.
Harry pushed back a loose strand of her hair behind her ear and kissed her forehead. He gently placed her back onto the floor while taking her hand and leading her back up to his room.
Isabelle sat on his bed while he closed and locked the door behind him, making her a bit nervous. He walked over and sat next to her.
It was silent for a moment before Harry began to speak.
"Remember what you said earlier? About liking me?" He said while looking straight at a wall in front of them.
"Yeah I remember." Isabelle silently replied.
"Well, I like you too Isabelle. I like you more than you can ever imagine." He said while turning and looking straight into her eyes. She gasped. Harry took her small hand into his large one.
"Isabelle, I promise to protect you with every ounce of my body. Nothing will happen to you. No one will take you from me again. You got that? You are mine and only mine." Harry declared.
'Is he claiming me? And what does he mean by "taking me again."'
"Harry what do you mean? Your scaring me." Isabelle asked, her voice shaking.
"Isabelle you are mine." He growled into her ear.
Isabelle's eyelids started to feel very heavy. She tried blinking to stop it but she couldn't. Everything was darkening.
"Yes... I am yours."
Then it all went black.
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