-Carrie's P.O.V-
"You're not lying to me are you?" I huff, crossing my arms.
"We seriously don't know," Jacob states.
I roll my eyes.
"Well, I gotta go. My yoga class is still going on and I did say I would go back. It was nice meeting you, Carrie," Gemma smiles, putting her hand out for me to shake.
I give her a small smile as I shake her hand.
She makes her way to Harry, hugging him before leaving the house.
"Yea, I think it's time to go," Harry says.
We wave goodbye to everyone and make our way to the car.
"For a second, I thought Gemma was your girlfriend," I chuckle as he gets on the streets.
"Oh? Did someone get jealous?" Harry smirks, wriggling his eyebrows.
"No!" I huff, slapping his arm lightly, "And how about you? Didn’t you get jealous when I was staring at Nathan's beautiful eyes?"
I dramatically clasp my hands together as I pretend to daydream about Nathan.
"I wasn't jealous," He huffs, "I was-"
"Jealous," I cut him off.
"Okay, maybe I was jealous," He admits, sighing at the end.
I start laughing, Harry joining with me.
Our laughter starts to die down and it becomes silent.
"You and your sister don't live together?" I ask, breaking the silence.
"Nope," Harry answers.
"Why not?"
Harry sighs, "We were forced to live on our own."
"Who forced you guys?"
"The Man."
"Why in the world would he do that?"
"I needed something. In return, he wanted us to be separated."
"Was that 'something' important?"
"Yes."
"What was that something?"
"Can we stop talking about this?"
"Sorry."
We are now back at Harry's home.
My throat is dry so I go to the kitchen and look in the fridge.
I take out a cold water bottle and walk to the living room.
"Let's watch something," I say, sitting on the couch.
I look at Harry who has his eyebrows furrowed.
He is on his phone, his fingers moves as he types something.
"Harry?" I say again, not getting an answer back.
I drink the water, starting to get a little annoyed because he wouldn't answer me.
Harry's eyes starts to widen but he is still looking at his phone.
"Harry?" I say a little louder.
"U-Um, yes?" He says, looking at me and making his eyes back to normal size.
"Is something wrong?"
"No, nothing's wrong."
"Alright."
Harry looks back at his phone.
"What do you think about going to another city?" Harry suddenly asks.
"A-Another city?" I ask, widening my eyes, hoping that I heard him wrong.
"We'll come back."
What does he mean by we'll come back?
We're going somewhere?
"I've never been out of New York City."
"Then let this be your first time."
"I-,” I pause, debating whether or not I should go to wherever he was planning to take me, “Okay."
"We'll be leaving tomorrow if that's okay with you."
"Yea, it's fine."
Harry widens his arms, motioning me to go on his chest.
I slowly go in his arms and lay on his chest.
He wraps his arms around me, making my heart flutter.
Wait, my heart fluttered?
I'm not having feelings for Harry, am I?
I shrug it off.
My eyes start to get heavy so I close my eyes and fall asleep.
A/N: In less than two weeks, school's going to start! I'm not ready!
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FanfictionWho knew that he would fall in love with the person he kidnapped? And who knew that the person he loved would cause so much trouble? - Credits to StylesRiver for the cover -