The Girl Behind The Glasses

Chapter 6 - No More Secrets

Ashlyn’s POV

I pulled away from the kiss, my heart was pounding and blood was rushing to my cheeks. It is silent between us, I was worrying he would hear my heart; it was bound to burst out of my chest. I take a few calming breaths.

“Harry...?” I state breaking the peaceful silence. He doesn’t respond at first but then I see him bite his lower lip.

“Harry what's wrong?” I question, concern filling my voice. “Did I do something?” I ask regretfully.

“No, no it wasn’t you exactly… It was that kiss, I’ve never kissed anyone that way.” He pauses and a grin grows on his face. “Either you are and phenomenal actress, or you…” He stops and my heart starts to beat faster.

“I…?” I ask urging him to continue.

“You love me don’t you?” I can hear the laughter in his voice. I glare at him and then it hits me I do have feeling for this annoyingly handsome boy, who just happens to be a great kisser. I don’t reply and he touches my shoulder, I recoil from his touch. “What did I do now?” He asks.

I look over at him and anger surges through me, I tackle him and he hits the pavement. Hard. He groans and looks at me with venom in his eyes. I hurts me that he looks at me like that, he must feel my grip loosen and he flips me onto my back and pins me. I struggle but he has the weight advantage and he has every limb pinned.

He presses my arms down, now he’s hurting me. I let out a small whimper; I try my hardest to keep tears from flowing down my face. He looks at me his hatred lessening. I bring my knee up, and hit him in his groin. He lets out an ‘Oof’ and falls to the side. I pin him again so he can’t move. Slow tears are barely sliding down his cheeks.  I look at him, not loosening my grip for a second. He groans and tries to make himself more comfortable in the hard ground.

I feel tears pricking my eyes, I will them back but the tears won’t listen and the fall onto Harry’s face.  I look at him and he looks apologetic. I can’t take it anymore and I let go of him and slowly walk away.

“Robin wait.” He says trying to stumble after me, I keep walking faster. “Please.” I hear him moan, it’s barely a whisper but I hear him. I turn around and see him attempting to awkwardly sit on the grass. I slowly walk back to him and help him sit.

“Sorry about that.” I smile awkwardly and he weakly smiles back.

“Robin, I didn’t mean to offend you when I said that.” He sighs sadly.

“You didn’t offend me Harry, there is just so much that you don’t know, and so much I can’t explain.” I sigh angrily I shouldn’t be talking about this, but I am.

“What do you mean?” He questions.

“Harry I have a secret.” I sigh heavily.

“Doesn’t everyone?” He asks trying to lighten the mood.

“But mine is different Harry.” I lay back and breathe deeply.  

“Look, Robin I get that you might think that but look it’s okay you can’t be that different.” He says gently and then grabbing my hand.

“Harry, I’m not allowed to fall in love, I am not supposed to be telling you anything and I can’t tell you about J and I can’t tell you that I’m here to destroy you.” It pours out of me and I feel a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. I sigh pleasantly but then I realize Harry’s hand isn’t in mine anymore and he’s not here or anywhere in sight.

“Har-“ But I’m cut off by a hand covering my mouth.

I bite down hard on the hand covering my mouth, I can taste the iron from blood. The hand rips away from my mouth. I leap to my feet and see J and his goons surrounding us, tow of them are restraining a very angry Harry. I put my fists up mainly in defense, and watch then goons and J especailly him.

"Well, well AR decided to break the biggest rules now didn't she." He smirks and I am prepared to swing a punch and hit the look off his face. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." He grins wickedly annd I see that now Harry has a gun at his temple.

"What do you want J?" I ask angrily.

"Two choices, Robin or should I say Ashlyn. Choice number one, You die we set the boy free. Choice two, he dies and you live.  Your choice." He grins evily again, but a plan is already formulating in my brain.

"Choice two."  I say calmly. I know that J will tourture him before killing him and I know what I'm going to do. I meet Harry's eyes and see the hurt and anger flashing in his eyes.

"Nice choice." J responds.

'I'm sorry.' I mouth to him.