Chapter 13

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*4 Months Later*

Lyric's POV

I stood outside the tower as Harry picked me up for our like 6th date or something. I smiled and shifted nervously.

"So um, you wanna come up or something? My dads don't mind saying hi." I suggested.

"Nah, we can go to my house now. I already ordered the pizza." Harry smiled.

"What movie are we watching?"

"Don't know yet. I guess we can browse Netflix and see what we like." I allowed him to take my hand in his as we made our way to his home. My dads were pretty wary about letting me go to a boy's house and honestly, I was too, but I trust myself not to do anything and I trust Harry...I think. We got to his house and I marveled at the granite columns. The whole house looked straight out of one of those magazines Pepper reads. Walking further into the house, I noticed it was empty.

"Har...um...where's your dad?" I asked nervously.

"Out at dinner. It's just you and me tonight." Harry replied. I nodded but felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. I'm alone...with a boy. We walked up to his room as he turned on the tv.

"So, where do I sit?" I asked scanning the room for a seat.

"You can sit on the bed next to me. I won't bite." Harry chuckled. I weakly smiled and sat on the bed next to him. Harry wrapped an arm around me and kissed the side of my head. I knew I was stiff sitting there, but I just couldn't loosen up. Something didn't feel right.

"This movie is my favorite. Have you ever seen it?" He asked.

"Um...no. What's it called?" I questioned.

"The Fault in Our Stars." We watched the movie and then a sex scene came on.

Great...As if I wasn't feeling awkward enough. 

I kept my eyes glued to my lap, but I caught Harry watching me from the corner of my eye. I could see him battling with something in his mind.

"Harry yo-" I couldn't even finish my sentence when he pressed his lips to mine unexpectedly. It wasn't unpleasant, but it took me by surprise. I pushed Harry away and gave an uncomfortable chuckle.

"Harry, no." Harry looked at me in confusion before slapping his forehead.

"I'm sorry. You're new at this right? Never done this before?" Okay...maybe he didn't get it?

"Yeah, but-" Harry silenced me with his index finger before pushing me back down on the bed.

"Shh, it'll be okay." He mumbled, his hand trailing down to my pants as he tried to unbutton my jeans.

"Harry, stop!" I cried.

"Come on, if you love me, you'd do this for me." Love? I never once said I loved him, but maybe I did love him. I didn't even know, but what I do know is that I hated the feeling of his hands on my body like this.

"No, I don't want this!"

"Hey, compliance will be rewarded." He soothed. Just then, my mentality flipped and I pushed Harry off of me, off the very bed and stood ready.

"Lyric, what are you doing?!" He yelled.

"How do you know that phrase?! Who sent you?!" I screeched, gripping onto his collar.

"What are you talking about? It's just something my dad says a lot." Harry replied. I let go of his collar and left in a hurry. Oh god, what if he told his father about me? What if his father was Hydra? I had to get home to everyone.

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