Until the End

Chapter 3

I had successfully snuck Harry into my bedroom. It was pretty easy since my parents were rarely even home, and my brothers were always out partying.

As I walked into my room I plopped onto my bed. Harry walked into my room and headed for the bed.

"No way. Chair." I said firmly. Although I wanted to think that I hated Harry and that he was just some random stranger, he wasn't. Something about him just made me go insane. I felt a pull towards him and wanted to just go over to him and..

"Gabi. I was serious. I do love you" Harry's voice abruptly ended my thoughts.

"How is that even possible. Before today we have never met." I said pushing back the words flowing through my head about how for some reason I loved him too.

"I have no idea. All I know is I'm tired.. Do you have an extra bed?"

I didn't answer him. I merely reached under my bed and pulled out my trungle bed.

"Here." I sighed "get some rest, I'll go get your sheets."

As I walked out into the hallway to get his sheets and blanket, I could feel his warm gaze on my back. I knew he was staring. And I didn't mind one bit.