Make You Mine(H.S.)

Troubled

The drive to his house was rather quiet apart from me scolding him whenever he would try and touch my thigh. He'd just laugh like it was the most amusing thing ever and squeeze it again.

"Harold! Knock it off!" I snapped and turned my head to look out the window.

"Love I was just messing around with you," he chuckled and I huffed in annoyance.

Why wouldn't he just let me go? I am clearly not interested. The only thing he has going for him at this rate is his looks. I did not appreciate being taken not only from my home, but some how managing to be taken into another country. Speaking of which, how did he even get me over? I never had a passport.

"Harry?"

"Hm?" He hummed.

"How did you manage to get me here without a passport?"

"Well, I was allowed to take two bags to check in so-"

"Please tell me you are joking," I interrupted. There was no way I could have fit into a normal sized suitcase and not suffocated.

"No really, you were just barely under the maximum weight," he chuckled.

"Are you calling me fat?" I gasp.

"Why I'd never," he teased.

"You're an ass," I muttered.

"I was just kidding. Jeez. You flew on the plane with me."

"If I was knocked out how was that possible," I asked.

"I just threw you in a wheelchair and said you were taking a nap. No one questions the handicapped," he said. (I mean absolutely no offense to the handicapped by the way)

"Harry! That's awful!" I scolded trying not to laugh.

"Well they bought it," he exclaimed.

"Only an idiot would believe that," I muttered.

"A well payed idiot."

"You bribed the security at the airport?" I gasped and he nodded, smiling cheekily.

"Getting you a passport was quite difficult though."

"What the hell?! You got me a passport?!! Harry you need personal information for that!" I said starting to raise my voice. Now this was starting to creep me out. There was no way he could get access to my personal files.

"Love, I have been planning this for quite some time," he said seriously.

"That's a bit creepy Harry. Don't you know it's illegal to stalk and steal information about someone in America?" I snapped.

"I don't really care darling, I had my eyes set on you and there was no turning back," he sneered. I could tell he was starting to get irritated.

"You don't care that you broke the law? You don't care that you drugged me and kidnapped me without even having somewhat of a conversation?!" I yelled.

"I don't regret my actions Lai," he snapped.

"Don't call me Lai. Only my close friends and family can call me that," I hissed.

"We'll be a lot closer soon," he muttered.

"How long?"

"What?"

"How long were you stalking me?"

"I've answered enough questions, so shut the hell up before I make you!" he roared.

I shrunk down in my seat and scooted as far away from him as possible. The cold air engulfed me as my hair whipped around. Since there wasn't a wall of glass protecting me from the outside I was freezing my tail off. I shivered constantly for the remainder of the ride while Harry didn't mutter another word. We arrived at the house and he slammed his door shut. I leaped out of the car and began to take off down the street but Harry quickly caught up to me due to his long legs and flipped me over his shoulder.